Chapter 15

The sun sets in the west, and the golden light penetrates the clouds and is particularly dazzling.

Shen Jingjue sat tiredly in the back seat as the luxury car drove towards Guanchao Manor.

"Mr. Shen, I have dealt with all the marketing accounts that spread dirty information about the Young Madam. I have blocked their accounts and issued legal letters to them, which is probably enough for them to drink.

It's just that the wedding news, the hot searches can't be suppressed, this. . . . . . Very difficult to handle. "Han Xian looked troubled.

Shen Jingjue looked out the window with dark eyes.

Along the way, he had the impulse to contact Bai Xiaoxiao many times, but remembering that the last conversation ended on bad terms, and this time he had to go through Tang Yue to talk to her, he was somewhat embarrassed.

Even if the call was made and she answered it, what would she say?

Sorry about what happened today?

He couldn't say it, but his heart felt like it was being pressed by a huge stone, making it difficult to breathe.

When the Rolls-Royce was about to drive near Guanchao Manor, Shen Jingjue suddenly frowned.

"parking."

The driver braked and stopped on the side of the road.

Before Han Xian could ask anything, Shen Jingjue opened the car door and stepped out.

He crossed the road and went straight to a tailor shop with a retro appearance.

Well-tailored suits hang in the translucent display window, and a plaque above the head reads two calligraphy characters - Jiu Nian.

Shen Jingjue suddenly remembered that these two words were written on the suit box that Bai Xiaoxiao gave him.

His tall and arrogant figure pushed open the door and walked in. The wind chimes shook and an old tailor came out.

"Sir, are you picking up clothes or making clothes?"

Shen Jingjue was in a daze for a moment, and then he hesitated and asked: "About a month ago, did a woman in her twenties make a men's suit at your place?"

"Hey! That's right! There is such a little girl! Oh, she is very handy, I am so impressed!"

The old tailor's eyes shone when he thought of Bai Xiaoxiao, "That girl is very talented in design. I have been doing this for forty years. To be honest, I can't compare to her!"

"Did she come here to make clothes every day during that time?" Shen asked in a low voice, feeling her throat feel stiff.

"Yes, she comes on time every morning, and then we close in the evening. Several times I see her so tired that she lies on the table to rest, and she doesn't even take a sip of water at the end of the day. It's really distressing."

The old tailor recalled, “I asked her whether it was for her father or her boyfriend, and she blushed and said it was for her lover. Oh, I didn’t expect her to get married at such a young age, and I don’t know whose family is so lucky! "

spouse.

These two words were like thorns on the stem of a rose, quietly stinging the tip of his trembling heart.

"She talks a lot when she talks about her lover, and her eyes sparkle. I think that girl must love her husband very much, otherwise how could she be so serious about making clothes by herself?

Every stitch is filled with affection. Oh right, who are you? How do you know? "

Shen Jing felt his Adam's apple twitching, and said out of nowhere, "I am that lover."

The old tailor was dumbfounded and took a hard look at the man, "The man is talented and the woman is beautiful, what a perfect match!"

When Shen Jingjue came out of the tailor shop, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face, and everything felt like a dream.