The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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It was already evening when coming down from the back mountain. At this time, the sky was gray and the wind blowing from the west was blowing the trees along the road.

Although it is located in the south, it is already winter, and coupled with the cold air going south, the temperature here has dropped a lot in the past two days, even only a few degrees at night.

He Xiyan hugged her hands tightly. After being blown by the cold wind with a trace of water vapor, a layer of goosebumps had formed on her body, and she sneezed several times.

Chen Jiahang quickly took off her clothes and put it on her, and then took her hand. In lip language:

"Yan Yan, we have to go back soon, it's going to rain."

He Xiyan looked up at the sky, the sky was very dark, the dark clouds seemed to be pressed down, the black pressure, giving people a particularly depressed feeling.

She quickened her pace and even trot when she was home.

Sure enough, as soon as they got home, it was raining outside, and coupled with the strong wind, the rain wet their door.

"It's so cold, Jiahang ..." He Xiyan sneezes again, and the hairs on her whole body are erected.

Although the temperature was seven or eight degrees at this time, it suddenly fell, making it impossible to guard against.

After a while, a warm coat draped over her.

Chen Jiahang wrote in the book:

"Yan Yan, go to the room and have a rest. It's warm inside. I'll make something for you."

After finishing writing Chen Jiahang, he went to the kitchen.

He Xiyan wore a coat worn by this man. The dress was a bit heavy, and she felt heavy and long on her body, almost reaching her feet. What is the fabric? What about cashmere?

He Xiyan touched the clothes on her body. Suddenly, she frowned, a little flash of surprise in her eyes.

She thinks the fabric of this dress is very good. You can feel the texture of that high-end brand's clothes when you touch it.

Look at the style, style and workmanship ... impeccable.

Not to mention tens of thousands of such a good piece of clothing, at least two or three thousand is required.

Jia Hang is so economical, how could he ...

He Xiyan's eyes widened in doubt, full of doubts, and she couldn't help getting cold. She took off the coat and turned it to the collar. At this look, she was taken aback.

Eyes almost fell out.

This clearly shows that the clothes belong to the brilike brand, which is one of the most expensive menswear brands in the world. Only those who are rich can afford it.

And even if this brand of coat is not made to order, at least 20,000 yuan.

Jia Hang, he only made so little money before, and he was so economical, how could he buy such clothes.

He Xiyan was very puzzled about the origin of this dress. She shook her head in disbelief, she couldn't believe that she was wearing a dress of more than 20,000 yuan.

"Jiahang ..." He Xiyan went directly to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Chen Jiahang is making porridge and boiled eggs.

"What's wrong? Yan Yan, is it still cold?"

Chen Jiahang said silently that his concern was clearly visible in his eyes.

He Xiyan nodded. Indeed, she still felt cold and didn't know if she had a cold.

But at this moment, she is more interested in this dress.

She pointed at the dress she was wearing, a coat she wore to her ankles.

"Jia Hang, did you buy this dress?" He Xiyan asked puzzledly.