Xia Ling glanced at Nanny Fang and said it on purpose to poke at her heart.
Nanny Fang cared about Ji Wenhan the most. Was she upset that Ji Wenhan was angry with her? Was it poking at her heart?
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Nanny Fang's face turned even gloomier.
"Miss! Isn't this your favorite?"
"But I didn't say I wanted to buy this yesterday." Xia Ling immediately denied it "Nanny Fang, I originally wanted to use this to escape from work, but if Wenhan really asks later, I still have to tell him the truth. You're an old woman in the villa, you're not afraid of his dark face. But I'm really scared to death, my heart is about to jump out."
"Miss..." Mother Fang clenched her hands, still wanting Xia Ling to take the blame.
But Xia Ling did not give her a chance to speak. Ji Xiaxia was always naive and sweet, it did not matter what reckless things she did.
Rather than letting Mother Fang suffer Ji Wenhan's scolding in front of her, Xia Ling wanted to let Mother Fang experience this kind of uneasy feeling.
Guess whether or not she would tell the truth later...?
Would Ji Wenhan also know that in order to avoid responsibility, Mother Fang pushed the blame onto someone else.
Not only did she admit her mistake and not change it, but she was also full of lies?
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Ji Wenhan brought Xia Ling to Chanel to get a set of clothes.
Chanel's style was more mature, but the office attire for work was not too picky.
"Wenhan, do you like it?"
Dressed in a well-ironed suit, the man sat on the sofa in the waiting area. His deep eyes were like ink, cold and distant.
He put down the financial magazine beside him and looked at the young girl.
Xia Ling wore a black and white outfit.
The top was a shirt, and the bottom was a black wrap dress.
The girl's slim figure was like Xiao He's pointy body.
Her long hair was carefully arranged and tied up at the back of her head.
She exuded the smell of youth. The girl's eyelashes were distinct, and her black eyes were a little timid, as if they were painted.
She wore silk stockings and high heels, and the most eye-catching part was her long legs.
Fair and well-proportioned...
They were usually hidden under her fluffy dress, but now that they were exposed, Ji Wenhan frowned and was somewhat dissatisfied.
"You don't have a longer dress here?"
Why didn't he notice that all the female employees in his company were dressed like this?
So revealing?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ji. Our women's business attire is all like this."
He was stunned for a moment and then smiled in response.
"Let's go!" Ji Wenhan stood up.
Xia Ling looked at Ji Wenhan. She noticed the change in his expression.
"Okay, Wenhan," the young girl answered obediently and followed beside Ji Wenhan.
Behind them, the shopkeepers looked at Ji Wenhan and Xia Ling and quietly discussed them.
"Wenhan? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like they're related by blood?"
"Didn't you hear that girl's voice? It's so sweet and coquettish. I'm afraid it's that kind of relationship, right?"
"Mr. Ji! But he's a famous golden bachelor in the circle. He has never had a girlfriend. I didn't expect him to like someone so young."
"Shh! Stop talking. What doesn't exist in the world of the rich?"
Ji Wenhan took Xia Ling far away, so he didn't hear any of these discussions.
In fact, the shopkeepers weren't the only ones who had such discussions.
Ji Wenhan brought Xia Ling to the secretary's office and introduced her as his niece.
However, he looked at the young girl standing beside him.
Ji Wenhan was tall and slender, while the young girl was graceful and shy.
She kept calling Ji Wenhan and looked at Ji Wenhan as if there was light in her eyes.
The women in the secretary's office all saw this clearly.