"Do you know who I am, how dare you treat me like this!" He stretched out his hand to cover the side of his face that was beaten, and asked angrily.
At this time... the window of the back seat of the black sports car slowly fell down, revealing a stern and handsome face.
Shen Jiayu looked at the people in the car, his eyes widened in surprise.
"Jiang...Jiangbeihan?"
Although he has only met Jiang Beihan once, he will never admit his strong aura!
"Stay away from her, or you will be at your own risk." Jiang Bei glanced at him coldly, with no emotion in his tone, but it made Shen Jiayu's forehead sweat...
He naturally knew that the she Jiang Beihan was talking about... was Song Wenxin.
...
Song Wenxin carried her luggage to the Banshan Villa, because it was still early and Jiang Beihan hadn't come back yet.
After putting away her luggage, she went to see Jiang Beihan's cloakroom.
There are not many clothes in his closet, and most of them are very monotonous, almost all of them are suits, shirts, windbreakers and the like.
Even the colors are relatively monotonous, almost all in cool colors...
Although the appearance, style, and material of these clothes are very good, Song Wenxin, who is studying fashion design, still feels a little pity.
It's a pity that he has such a good figure and face. In fact, this figure obviously still has a lot of room for development...
However, because of his superb figure and face, wearing these single-color and uncomplicated clothes on Jiang Beihan's body not only did not make him handsome at all, but added a kind of... calm handsomeness!
...
After visiting his cloakroom, Song Wenxin went back to his bedroom and took out the large bag of wool that he bought today.
Because she didn't know what color Jiang Beihan liked, she bought several colors of wool.
After visiting his cloakroom, Song Wenxin found that his clothes were all in simple dark colors, so he decisively chose dark gray wool to knit the scarf!
This color is just right to match the clothes in his cloakroom.
Thinking about it, Song Wenxin took out the knitting needles and began to knit the scarf.
Every winter, Song Wenxin would knit some things for the family, sometimes scarves, sometimes sweaters, gloves and the like.
Accumulated over the years, her hands have become very skillful.
Knitting yarn, something that most modern girls no longer know, seems to be very simple in her hands.
...
When Jiang Beihan came back, it was already late, the lights were on in his bedroom, and Song Wenxin was leaning on the sofa in the bedroom.
On the opposite side of the sofa, the newly bought TV is playing fashion programs.
He approached slowly, only to find that she was busy knitting with a serious face, and didn't even notice that he came.
He stopped two meters away from her and just looked down at her.
He doesn't like to be loud, too bright, or have other people in his place.
However, he has no aversion to all of this now... He even likes this feeling a little bit.
In the bedroom, the lights were on, the TV was on, and a woman was knitting on the couch...
The sound of the TV was a bit noisy, but the woman sitting on the sofa at this time somehow... made him feel at ease.
...
Song Wenxin was knitting a scarf with her head down, and she didn't pay attention to Jiang Beihan. It wasn't until she came back to her senses and looked at the TV that she realized that there was a person standing beside her.
She was taken aback, "When did you come, why is there no sound."