Yan Nian suppressed his laughter. After holding it in for a long time, he couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.
Jiangbeiyuan chuckled, "Is that funny?"
"Ha ha ha ha-"
Yan Nian laughed to tears.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Jiang. As a professional, I didn't even think of using tweezers just now!"
"Can you get off work after taking these out?"
"How can we not? We agreed on five o'clock."
Yan Nian cleared his throat and stopped laughing, and turned to wrapping flowers.
Jiang Beiyuan also fell silent, lowered his eyebrows, and continued to fight against the flower thorns in his hands. He rarely did handwork, and he had an elegant and profound tone.
Couples work together so they don’t get tired of work.
"Oh, by the way, when did you return to the company?"
Yan Nian couldn't help but ask. He was so willful when he left last time, but he wouldn't listen to the shareholders' advice.
Jiangbeiyuan: "The day after you left."
After a pause, he glanced at Yan Nian, and a playful look flashed across his eyes.
"Mrs. Jiang is so motivated. Your husband is under too much pressure to live a soft life. He must save more money to buy clothes for Mrs. Jiang."
"Quiet, I can wear one piece of clothing for three years. You insist on buying me so many..."
"I like to see you wearing beautiful clothes at home, it's very attractive to men."
Yan Nian: "..."
Sun Bei and Guan Hai ate the big bag of dog food silently without saying a word.
*
At five o'clock, it's time to get off work.
Jiang Beiyuan put his arm around Yan Nian's waist and walked out.
The temperature in the evening was always a few degrees lower, and the north wind carrying the Siberian cold air flow passed by. Jiang Beiyuan sneezed as soon as he went out.
Very lightly, Yan Nian, who was closest to him, looked sideways at him.
"What's wrong with you these days? You're wearing so few clothes. Is that intentional?"
"No."
Jiangbeiyuan explained calmly.
“Men resist freezing.”
"Sigh... No, I'm almost 30. I can't withstand freezing but not cold. I can't have style without warmth!"
Yan Nian said, and quickly took out the scarf from his bag and put it around Jiang Beiyuan.
She was wearing a turtleneck today, which covered her neck so that the scarf seemed less important.
He was tall, and there was a height difference of 20 centimeters. Yan Nian stood on tiptoes to tie his scarf, which was very difficult.
"Lower!"
She patted his shoulder solemnly.
"Yes." Jiang Beiyuan leaned forward slightly and moved his head towards her.
Yan Nian smelled the mint aroma on his body and a little orchid aroma. The orchid aroma was a bit familiar. He probably used her usual facial cleanser at home.
"alright!"
After tying a perfect bow for him, Yan Nian was finally satisfied and let go, "Wear it, it will keep you warmer!"
Jiang Beiyuan nodded, his eyelashes low and super soft, "Thank you, wife."
"Ahem,"
Yan Nian looked away. Every time he was so good, it made her feel panicked.
"Can you go home now?"
Jiang Beiyuan held Yan Nian's hand, and the slender joints were embedded in her fingers.
His eyebrows were poetic and picturesque, shining brightly when illuminated by the setting sun.
Yan Nian moved her lips, obviously struggling with something. Before she could explain, a whistle sounded in her ears.
Across the street, Ding Baoyi drove her red Volkswagen over to pick up Yan Nian.
Yan Nian withdrew his hand.
"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for me for so long. I can't go home yet. There's something going on between me and Ding Baoyi."
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of what Ding Baoyi said to him, "Yan Nian has done a lot for you behind your back, and I feel sorry for her."
(End of chapter)