The Wife Picked Up in the Garbage Dump

Chapter 32

Talk about greedy people, but if you ask them to take some practical actions, they will end up being timid. They are typical giants in thought but dwarfs in action.

It didn't take long to take the measurements. He Buzhou sent his measurements to the tailor, then put away the cloth ruler and put it in the TV cabinet.

It's snowing outside, so I definitely can't go out, but it's boring to stay at home with nothing to do.

He Buzhou originally wanted to accompany him, but it turned out that because He Buzhou had been busy looking for him these past few days and had not been to the company for several days in a row, he had already accumulated a lot of matters that had to be decided by him personally and were waiting for him to handle when he returned.

The secretary made a desperate call and he could only rush to the company first.

"You want to come with me?"

Xiao Yi'an disappeared mysteriously once. He Buzhou was worried about leaving him alone at home, but he felt it was inappropriate to bring him to the company openly.

After all, some senior executives in the company would recognize Xiao Yi'an's face. He can't stop the mouths of those high-level officials. If the news about Xiao Yian is accidentally leaked, he can't guarantee whether the person who hurt Xiao Yian once will be evil enough to hurt him again.

Xiao Yi'an actually didn't really want to leave Hebuzhou. After he proposed it, he immediately nodded: "Okay."

So before Xiao Yi'an went out, he was put into a down jacket that reached to his knees. The scarf around his neck was rolled up three times. He wore a knitted wool hat on his head, and his face was mostly covered by a mask.

Now he was wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis, with his eyes exposed from all over his body. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch the fur ball on the hat on his head, and muttered: "There's no need to wrap it up so tightly, right?"

Although it is cold outside, it is too exaggerated to dress like this.

He Buzhou took the opportunity to pinch the fur ball, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Hey, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Xiao Yi'an pouted. The boss had already said this, could he still refute it?

After the two people set out from home and left the heated home, the raging cold wind outside immediately blew their clothes and scarves everywhere, and heavy snow fell on their faces. There were a lot of snowflakes on their masks and eyelashes. .

Xiao Yi'an couldn't help but shrink his neck, put his hands into his sleeves, and quickly got into the car and closed the door. The heating in the car turned on and he returned to heaven in an instant.

He couldn't help but sigh: "You still have foresight."

The hot breath he exhaled while talking, coupled with the gradually rising temperature in the car, melted the snowflakes on the mask and turned them into droplets of water.

The mask was made of thick cotton and was not waterproof. He Buzhou took out a piece of paper, turned sideways and carefully wiped off the water drops for him.

The distance between the two was too close, and the other person's hot breath sprayed on his face. Xiao Yi'an inevitably blushed. Fortunately, the mask blocked him and prevented him from making a joke.

"alright."

It wasn't until all the water droplets were absorbed by the tissue that He Buzhou sat back as if nothing had happened and let the driver drive.