The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 3338 Your skin is good

  As the old lady made her last move, she fell to the ground.

Quiet.

   Quiet.

   A gorgeous immortal dress covered her.

   After a while, Jiang Bai woke up, rushed over, and shouted loudly: "Grandma! Grandma!"

  The old lady walked very peacefully, with her dancing posture and beauty, like a fairy leaving the world.

  The doctors and nurses were shocked and could not speak for a long time.

After a long time, Xia Jiu sat outside the corridor when she heard Jiang Bai's crying voice: "I'm sorry, Miss Xia, I was going to send you back, but I forgot about it halfway through. I'm really sorry. Let the driver take you back."

   "It's okay, then I'm leaving." Xia Jiu stood up and said, "My condolences and change."

   Jiang Bai smiled: "It's nothing, grandma left without regrets, I'm very happy."

  Two lines of clear tears fell down her smile.

   "Goodbye then." Xia Jiu turned around and went out.

   When I was going out, I saw Shen Muhan's car parked next to Jiang Bai's driver, probably because she didn't go back too late, so someone specially dispatched to find her.

  Xia Jiu got in the car and took out her mobile phone. Only then did she realize that she had muted her mobile phone during the afternoon meeting, and the housekeeper and Shen Muhan's phone numbers and WeChat messages were never seen.

   Probably knew what happened to her, so Shen Muhan didn't ask anything specifically, just said, "If you don't come back for dinner in the future, you can tell me earlier and let the housekeeper stay with you."

   "Sorry." Xia Jiu rarely said these two words.

  Shen Muhan tilted his head to look at her, and found that she still had tears, frowned, and his voice became colder: "Injured?"

   "You don't cry until you get hurt," Xia Jiu said.

   "You're always like this, you cry when you're injured." Shen Muhan took her hand and saw that there were no scars. After listening to her subordinate's report, she didn't encounter any injuries.

  Xia Jiu just thinks of her parents, and she feels uncomfortable. Witnessing the death of other people's elders, she feels more and more that there are too many regrets between herself and her parents.

   Shen Muhan frowned slightly, pulled her over, and sat closer to him.

   Xia Jiu was in no mood to deal with him, if he messed up, she would probably play dead fish.

   But fortunately, he doesn't seem to be interested in dead fish, he didn't mess around, he just hugged her.

   This embrace is actually a little warm to Xia Jiu at the moment, even though she knew that his original intention was not to give such warmth, she still shrank herself away.

   Maybe people, like animals, sometimes just instinctively seek a little shelter to heal their wounds, and don’t need too much emotion.

   Two days later, Jiang Bai sent a text message to Xia Jiu, thanking her again, and telling her by the way that her grandmother had been buried, and she walked very peacefully and peacefully, without any regrets, everything was very satisfactory.

  Xia Jiu put down the phone and sighed softly.

   He knew that his parents were consummated because he saw that he and Charlene were fine, so he couldn't let his mood go down any longer.

   She saw the figures of several strangers in the living room, raised her chin and looked carefully for a while.

   The housekeeper came forward and said, "Miss Xia, these are a few designers who are here to prepare the new season's clothes for the eldest young master. The eldest young master told them to stay and prepare some for you."

  Xia Jiu gave an "oh" and said, "Okay, let's go get tailored after breakfast."

   She likes new clothes. She likes the beautiful ones with a sense of design. As a designer, she understands the highlights of other people's designs better and appreciates them better.

  There is a special room in the villa to receive designers and measure dimensions.

The designer headed by    is a male, so he has a female assistant by his side, which is convenient for measuring the size of the hostess.

   When he saw Xia Jiu, his eyes suddenly lit up, Xia Jiu understood that the bright color was the surprise of the designer when he saw a good design object.

   Just like her, when faced with a person with a perfect figure, she is often inspired by design.

   "Miss Xia, I'm Andy, a personal custom designer. Now I'll ask my assistant to measure the size for you, and then discuss your preferences and style with you." Andy smiled brightly.

   "Well, I'm a designer myself, let's discuss it later." Xia Jiu smiled.

   "Really? Then I really want to show my ugliness today."

  Xia Jiu still smiled: "I rarely wear clothes I designed myself. To use an inappropriate analogy, doctors don't heal themselves."

   Seeing Xia Jiu's generous attitude, everyone's moods were relaxed, and the abuse they suffered in Shen Muhan's place could finally be put down a little.

  The female assistant stepped forward and measured Xia Jiu.

  Xia Jiu stood casually, the female assistant reached out and touched her overly smooth skin, she couldn't help but marvel: "Miss Xia, your skin is good."

  Xia Jiu smiled and spread her arms again. The female assistant sighed every time she measured the same amount, her skin, her figure, her overly thick hair, the amazing dimension she hid under her clothes...

   Several other assistants were laughing next to them, the atmosphere was very relaxed. They had been to this villa many times, and every time they were nervous, they dared to talk and laugh at will, this time is really an exception.

After measuring, Andy handed over his notebook and gave it to Xia Jiu: "Which style does Miss Xia like?"

  Xia Jiu flipped it at will, and Andy said hurriedly: "I got it wrong, that book is for Young Master Han. This is the lady's. Sorry."

   "Don't, I'll take a look at the men's." Xia Jiu flipped through the pages and saw the custom suit that Andy designed for Shen Muhan.

  Men's suits look similar, but in fact, they are a test of the designer's ability, and the upper body effect is often by a tiny margin.

  Xia Jiu usually looks at the suits that Shen Muhan wears, which are mainly dark colors, fit well, and wrap his figure very well.

   It turned out to be from Andy's hand, and it is indeed a first-class.

   However, Xia Jiu frowned slightly. In fact, it would be better if he made some changes.

Although Andy has achieved 99% now, but if it is more than 99%, if it is more than a few tenths, and infinitely close to 100%, it will definitely set off the man's body more, and it will also make him more Amazing four.

   Seeing Xia Jiu frowning, Andy asked, "Is there any problem, Miss Xia?"

   "Do you mind if I change a little bit?" Xia Jiu asked, "Forget it."

  Although Andy is very cheerful and gets along well with Xia Jiu, designers have always been taboo against others touching their own things, and Andy naturally has some opinions on this.

   Just now Xia Jiu said that she is also a designer herself. Although Andy believed it, she didn't necessarily feel that she was much better than her own ability. Letting her change is related to the dignity of the designer.

   (end of this chapter)