Depressed wife runs with the ball

The next day, he showed up early downstairs at Cuiyuan. He was wearing a black house suit with only an irregular white stripe running down the middle. Several suits were piled on hangers in the back seat of his car.

I sent a WeChat message to Chu Yue, and he was waiting there holding the steering wheel.

After washing up, Chu Yue put on some light makeup, looked at her phone, and it was time to go out.

The man holding the steering wheel downstairs saw the person coming out of the community at a glance, and slowly stared at her as she approached. As a result, she turned right as if she didn't see him, so he honked the horn.

A horn blared, startling Chu Yue into looking back. The Maybach looked familiar. Suddenly, she remembered her promise to be Zhou Xingzhi's temporary stylist yesterday. She trotted over to the car's body, and sure enough, it was him.

The backseat door slowly opened, and she got in and apologized: "I'm sorry, I was just heading to the subway out of habit and didn't see you."

"I sent you a WeChat message." He motioned for her to check her phone.

Chu Yue turned on the screen of his mobile phone but did not unlock it. He just said, "I rarely look at my phone when I'm not working." He looked at the clothes in the car again, uh... I don't know who picked them, it's hard to explain.

Zhou Xingzhi handed her the breakfast on the passenger seat and said, "Don't be disgusted by the breakfast made by my aunt at home."

Chu Yue took the breakfast, opened it and saw that it was very rich, with oatmeal, boiled eggs, a glass of milk, and a box of porridge.

"Thank you." She didn't eat either. She looked at the clothes he brought first. The colors were mixed, the shirts were all the same, and the ties were fancy. Uh... was this intentional?

"Did the stylist pick these outfits for you?"

"No, I picked it out myself." He observed the people in the back seat through the rearview mirror, a satisfied smile on his face. This was something he had carefully selected last night.

"You... you should have a lot of meetings today, right?" Chu Yue looked up at his untidy hair.

The person in the driver's seat nodded.

“Is there a stylist in the company?”

"No."

"So...this hair?"

"I was afraid that it wouldn't match the clothes you matched for me, so I didn't."

If I can do my hair, how can I not match it with a suit? What are all these things? Can I really wear them to a meeting? Why are there sweatpants? None of the colors in the outfit go together.

Chu Yue couldn't help but frown. His taste was really... unique.

"Ji Yan, will you also help him with his styling?"

Yesterday, when I saw her untying her tie so skillfully, I thought someone must have taught her seriously. I felt a little sad and wondered who would have such an honor.

"No, he...actually has pretty good taste. Do you...have anything else like this?" She really felt that no matter how she tried to match them, she couldn't come up with something to wear out.

"These are all in the car. There are several sets in the company. Aren't they suitable?"

"Let's go to your company and have a look."

"Will it delay your work?"

"The firm doesn't care about attendance, not to mention Xinghui, which is a big client."

"I'm sorry, I should have taken a photo and asked you in advance." Although he was apologizing, he was in an inexplicably good mood.

It was not yet 8 o'clock when they arrived at the bottom of Xinghui Building. There were not many people in the building. Chu Yue followed him. He swiped his card, the door opened, and gestured to her to go first.

They went straight up to the 28th floor. There was no one there. The corridor was filled with dew and sunlight in the autumn morning. An aunt came out after cleaning and nodded to the two of them.

The president's office, she had been there last time.

Only this time, Zhou Xingzhi was wearing home clothes! The two of them came up from the first floor so brazenly! The two receptionists in the lobby on the first floor must have seen it! The auntie from before must have seen it too.

She was wearing light makeup and following a man in home clothes. The scene was extremely ambiguous no matter how you looked at it. She comforted herself that it was just work, and the innocent would be innocent. She didn't need to worry about what others thought.

Zhou Xingzhi opened another secret door in the office, turned on the light inside, and said, "Come in. There's a cloakroom here."

She walked closer and saw that there was not only a cloakroom but also a lounge. To her, this should be his private territory. Intruding without permission would be very abrupt and impolite.

Gritting his teeth, he walked to the cloakroom, where a row of suits and shirts were neatly arranged. He said behind him, "I'm going to meet some city leaders today."

Chu Yue was startled by the words. She nodded and carefully selected the garments. Her fingers touched the fabric, feeling the rich, delicate texture. She hadn't studied men's clothing much, and only when she was painting did she begin to appreciate the fabric, texture, and feel of the garments.

Clothes like his are quite difficult to draw. They don't show any texture, and have a smooth texture, unlike coarse linen clothes that are expressive. The cloakroom still smells of cedar and sandalwood, and there is incense in the cabinet.

The temperature swings are significant in autumn, and since I'm meeting a city official, I can't be too assertive or too high-profile. "Is this a meeting or a social event?"

"Socializing." He followed closely.

I chose a black T-shirt and black pants for him to change into. When he came out, I handed him a white casual suit. Being a boss doesn't necessarily mean wearing a suit.

"Don't you need to wear a tie today?" After he put on his clothes, he stood in front of her and asked obediently.

"It's just a social event." Chu Yue had been looking down at her phone, but when she heard this, she looked up at him. She remembered that before Chu Jinyue went abroad, he also came to her with a suit. He said he was abroad and asked her to help him with some references in case of any formal occasions.

She helped him put on his tie, and seeing him in his suit, she felt that he had really grown up. In fact, he was only twenty years old.

"I'll take you to the office." He turned to look for his watch and found a Rolex with a gold strap and put it on.

Chu Yue looked at the color of the watch strap and couldn't help but frown again. How did he always manage to make such a mistake in color matching? He walked to the jewelry cabinet, selected a Blancpain watch with a black strap, and said, "Try it on."

After he put them on, I looked at them carefully and reminded him, "Just black leather shoes."

Ji Yan's phone rang at the perfect time. She answered it and walked into the office. She saw her assistant, Jiang Tao, coming to deliver coffee. Both of them felt a little awkward. Chu Yue glanced at the door behind her and explained, "I... am here to discuss work." Her face felt a little hot for some reason.

Ji Yan heard her say this for no reason on the phone and asked in confusion: "Talk about work? Where?"

"I didn't tell you. I'm going back now. I can catch up with the project implementation report in the afternoon. Uncle Jia will have a social event with them at noon." After saying that, he nodded embarrassedly at Jiang Tao and walked out of the president's office quickly.

Zhou Xingzhi put on his leather shoes and came out. Chu Yue was no longer in the office, leaving only Jiang Tao with a look of confusion on his face.

"Where is Yueyue?" he asked Jiang Tao.

Wow, my boss is in love, and with a beautiful woman. He stretched his neck towards the door, not daring to say anything.

Zhou Xingzhi quickly chased after him, leaving a message: "The meeting will be delayed for half an hour."

She didn't see anyone until she reached the lobby on the first floor. He patted her shoulder and said, "I'll take you back to the office, as agreed."

Chu Yue raised her hand to look at her watch. Yes, he had promised to take her back to the office to work, so she agreed.

In the car, she suggested, "I'd better go to your office after get off work and help you match your clothes before returning home to avoid misunderstandings." After thinking it over, she added, "Would it be convenient to leave your clothes and jewelry in the office?"

"That's convenient." Zhou Xingzhi was afraid that she would have more concerns, so he had to agree. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Ji Yan, you really care about you."

"Well, I have a meeting this afternoon, I have to go with him."

Ji Yan was certainly concerned. The last time this junior sister didn't come to work, he didn't ask about it in time. Su Ying called him at noon and scolded him, telling him that Chu Yue had been sent to the hospital. She slept on the edge of the sofa that night, her foot went numb, and when she stood up, she bumped into the leg of the drawing table, breaking her leg and being unable to move.

If anything happened to Chu Yue, his firm would be bankrupt. Add to that Su Ying, and he couldn't help but care. Su Ying was his ex-girlfriend, and he'd wronged her first, so he always felt guilty. As for when her relationship with Chu Yue improved, he had no idea. Su Ying had even stayed over at Chu Yue's house, and he, his senior, didn't even know where the door was.