Exclusive Property: Mr. Mu’s Favorite

She took the silk gloves on the side, and she carefully put the gloves on her hands and walked out of the bathroom to the lower floor.

I went to the restaurant downstairs for lunch, and went to the nearby mall to buy a dinner dress, and then Qin Zhaoyang took her to the beauty salon to do hair...

By the end of the day, it was already near dusk, during which the man had never spoken to her.

He didn't say anything until he got into the car and drove outside the city.

The atmosphere inside the car seemed a bit depressed, Chu Xinning sideways, looking out the window.

On the glass window, the figure of Qin Zhaoyang was reflected on the side. He had already re-tied his tie, just because the sleeves were missing one less, and the chest was slightly uneven.

Taking note of this detail, Chu Xinning coughed and turned to look at him.

Qin Zhaoyang always looked out the window, did not know what was thinking, and did not notice his clothes because of her movements.

Chu Xinning licked her lips, "shirt."

The dinner he is willing to attend will certainly not be an ordinary dinner. At that time, I am afraid that there are many business celebrities. If someone sees his shirt with a button, it will inevitably be laughed at by others.

Qin Zhaoyang took his eyes off the window and looked at her.

I just heard that she seemed to speak, but she didn't understand it.

"Shirt." She reminded me again, watching him frown and confused, she simply stretched her fingers and gently pressed the placket that he turned up, "dropped a button."

Qin Zhaoyang glanced at himself and frowned immediately.

"Damn!"

When I left, I was not ignorant of this, and with the tie, the others were not easy to find, just because she was sitting on his side, so I just saw it.

"Mr.?" Julie turned her face and saw that he had dropped the lining of the button, and his face changed. "Sorry, I... I didn't find it."

This is extremely rude behavior, and in his capacity, there must be no such loopholes.

"Or else..." Julie raised her wrist and looked at the time. "Let's go back and change one?"

That is to say, her tone is a bit difficult.

They have already left the city, so they will go back and go back and forth for two hours. When the clothes are returned, the party is almost over.

Chu Xinning helped him reorganize his shirt. "If it is not an important party, is it?"

Now in the suburbs, changing shirts is not as good as it is. The driver’s shirt can’t be worn. The only option is not to go.

This time, the driver has stopped to get off the car, and turned his face to look at Qin Zhaoyang, waiting for his letter or not.

Looking at the fingers of Chu Xinning on the clothes, Qin Zhaoyang frowned.

"Drive."

"Is it going back?" the driver asked.

"No, go to the party." Qin Zhaoyang said.

"Oh, yes..." Chu Xinning raised her face. "I remember, I sent a small paper bag on my dress. It should be a spare button and needle thread. You can take it out."

When she opened the paper bag, it was not big. She pulled out a small paper bag from the inside, and there was a cut line and a spare button.

However, the button is a matching skirt, not white, but black, the size is almost the same.

After taking a small bag, Chu Xinning sighed.

"After a while, find a needle to sew it, and then fix the tie, it should not be seen."

"Mrs. It’s amazing!"

There is something beautiful, the car continues to move forward.