Zhao Huai received her call and ca downstairs to et her, noticing the large bag in her hand: "What’s going on? Did Qin Mu ask you to deliver this?"
"Yes!"
Xiaoi nodded; it was indeed the case, but Zhao Huai’s scrutiny made her feel guilty.
"Then let’s go!"
Zhao Huai had just been in a eting with colleagues, almost got into a fight, and dashed out as soon as Xiaoi ntioned she was downstairs.
So Xiaoi looked at Zhao Huai’s displeased expression and thought he didn’t want her to co.
"Did you not want to co?"
Xiaoi asked him as she followed behind him.
"Why would you think that?"
Zhao Huai glanced at her but was about to hold her hand when Xiaoi first clung to his arm.
Zhao Huai instinctively lowered his head to look at where they were connected, finding Xiaoi’s sudden action confusing, so he curiously looked at her.
Xiaoi didn’t speak, carrying the box in one hand and holding him with the other, blushing as she walked by his side.
"Morning, Brother Zhao!"
As they were about to enter the elevator, a tall and thin man in his thirties ca out from another elevator, bent over, and greeted Zhao Huai as Brother Zhao. Xiaoi frowned instinctively at the sight and asked Zhao Huai after entering the elevator: "That guy looks much older than you, why does he call you brother?"
Xiaoi was quite puzzled, worried that others were making her husband seem old.
"Because my position in the company is higher."
Zhao Huai explained to her, unable to resist a smile at her expression, and then hugged her back: "What’s wrong? Are you here to patrol?"
"Patrol what?"
Xiaoi stamred a bit.
Zhao Huai chuckled: "And you say you’re not? With a face so red, just delivering clothes would cause this?"
"I, I’m just afraid you’d be jealous!"
Xiaoi’s eyes darted around as she continued chatting with him.
Zhao Huai didn’t pressure her further, and they both exited together after reaching the top floor.
Xi ng happened to co out of the office, looked at them arriving, and curiously glanced at Xiaoi: "You two are...?"
"Qinqin made clothes for President Mu, she said it’s cold today, Mu went out lightly dressed, so she asked to deliver them."
Xiaoi admitted, feeling much more at ease after seeing Xi ng.
"Oh! Then go on in! I thought you two were here to ask the boss to host your wedding!"
Xi ng teased as she returned to her desk, not forgetting to make fun of them.
Host a wedding?
Xiaoi’s cheeks flushed again. If President Mu were willing to host their wedding, that would be wonderful, but...
"Silly, aren’t you going in?"
Zhao Huai, with his arm around her shoulder, looked at her, imrsed in her thoughts, unable to pull out, and hurriedly reminded her.
"Ah? Oh!"
Mu Yichen was reviewing the docunts Xi ng had just brought in. Hearing the door, he reflexively looked up towards the entrance and saw them.
"Hi!"
Xiaoi saw Mu Yichen’s chiseled features and got nervous, raising her hand chanically to greet him.
Mu Yichen looked at her expressionlessly.
Mu Yichen was actually curious why she suddenly ca to his office, brought by Zhao Huai; were they planning to get married?
"You two..."
"Don’t misunderstand! Qin Mu asked her to bring you so new clothes."
Zhao Huai, seeing Mu Yichen had the sa thought as Xi ng, imdiately explained.
"Oh! Yes! This outfit was sothing Qinqin made for you a while back, but it got colder today, so she thought of it and asked to bring it over!"
Xiaoi said as she approached, handing the box to Mu Yichen.
Mu Yichen was still sowhat skeptical, but when he slowly accepted it, he asked: "Did she really make it personally for ?"
"Of course! She ntioned in the sumr she wanted to make clothes for you personally."
Xiaoi nodded vigorously, indicating her words were true.
Mu Yichen still found it hard to believe; from top to bottom, inside and out, even through his eyes, there was skepticism.
However, after setting the docunt aside and opening the box to see the neatly placed clothes inside, he felt it must be his wife’s handiwork.
He thought she was teasing him again, since so much ti had passed and she hadn’t ntioned it, he didn’t expect it was true.
President Mu’s vanity around suddenly felt greatly satisfied.
"Since the clothes have been delivered, we’ll be leaving. Do you have any ssages you need Xiaoi to pass on to Qin Mu?"
Zhao Huai wanted to take Xiaoi to see his departnt, though now he had to ask the boss’s opinion first.
Mu Yichen finally moved his gaze from the dark coat, then looked up at them.
"I thought you two were here to announce your marriage. Since not, you two should go now!"
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