A woman's intuition is always sharp. Although Shen Xiaoyan's expression was calm, she understood everything clearly. The moment she saw how the other woman looked at Zheng Wei, she instantly concluded that this woman liked Zheng Wei.
This woman had a very strong aura and dressed in a cool, unfussy manner.
Hearing her words, Shen Xiaoyan looked at Zheng Wei with confusion.
Zheng Wei didn't ask her why she was looking for Shen Xiaoyan. Instead, he said coldly, "She is married. Call her Mrs. Zheng."
Shen Xiaoyan remained silent, realizing he had understood everything.
"Mrs. Zheng, I came to see you today for a specific reason. This morning, someone from your workshop asked me to provide an unedited photograph of myself. My colleagues objected to this because, as a public figure, while the photo itself might be harmless, I admit my figure isn't perfect. If the photo were leaked, it could cause trouble. So, I thought it best to come see you myself to discuss the clothing issue. What do you think?" Sen Molly's gaze didn't linger on Zheng Wei's face for too long. She explained the reason for her visit very quickly. After finishing, she noticed Zheng Wei's brow was still furrowed, so she gestured to the car and said, "I only found out you were here by chance. If I hadn't stopped you, you might have left. It's already the end of the month, and I'll be going to a music festival at the beginning of next month. There's been a problem with the previous clothing, and I hope you can understand."
She spoke sincerely, her gaze steady and not straying towards Zheng Wei.
Shen Xiaoyan glanced at the time. She didn't speak but wrote something down. Just as she was about to unbuckle her seatbelt to get out, Zheng Wei, seeing her intention, strode over to her. He leaned down, placed his hand on Shen Xiaoyan's shoulder, and then naturally took her notebook. After a glance, he turned to the woman standing on the other side and asked, "It's almost noon now. Do you have time for lunch?"
Sen Molly nodded in Zheng Wei's direction, "Yes."
"Then let's go," Shen Xiaoyan wrote again. This time, she didn't look at Sen Molly but at Zheng Wei.
Shen Xiaoyan had felt sleepy at the hospital, and now it was almost lunchtime. Zheng Wei didn't want to go to the workshop. He just wanted to take Shen Xiaoyan home to eat. However, he was also willing to respect Shen Xiaoyan's wishes; she was the most important.
"Nagu, prepare some food and bring it over!" Before leaving, Zheng Wei instructed Nagu.
After she acknowledged, Zheng Wei checked Shen Xiaoyan's seatbelt again before returning to his own seat.
Seeing Sen Molly's car still parked there, he said unhappily, "Why are you still parked here?"
Sen Molly seemed a bit lost in thought. Hearing Zheng Wei speak, she snapped back to attention and went to start her car.
Zheng Wei's car drove ahead. As they exited the hospital parking lot, Shen Xiaoyan lowered her head to write something in her notebook.
Zheng Wei glanced at it and said, "Xiaoyan, don't write anymore. We can talk about it at the workshop. Writing with your head down can make you dizzy."
Shen Xiaoyan shook her head. Since she only wanted to say one thing, she wrote it large, then placed it beside her for Zheng Wei to see.
The sentence was very short, and Zheng Wei saw it at a glance: "She seems to like you a little."
When Shen Xiaoyan wrote this, she actually felt a tremor of fear. What if Zheng Wei started to "discipline" her again? But then she thought, she was pregnant now, he wouldn't dare to discipline her even if he wanted to. Plus, she genuinely felt confident enough to say this now.
"You can remove the words 'seems to' and 'a little'," Zheng Wei said with a smile, turning the steering wheel. Their car turned onto the road leading to the workshop.
Hearing Zheng Wei's answer, Shen Xiaoyan got angry. Judging by his words, they must have known each other before.
Seeing Shen Xiaoyan turn around, although she didn't show it very obviously, she still seemed a little huffy.
"Xiaoyan, I only love you. I don't pay attention to any other woman." Zheng Wei used to despise his father's sometimes overly demonstrative expressions of loyalty, but now, when it came to himself, he did it with great ease.
It wasn't like he was with someone else. What was so shameful about softening his stance for his wife?
When the two arrived at the workshop, the staff greeted their boss and then went back to their own tasks, mostly focusing on the clothing itself.
Upon arriving at the workshop, Zheng Wei completely ignored Sen Molly. He focused entirely on Shen Xiaoyan, a demeanor that left Sen Molly astonished.
"Have some water, and rest for a bit. Namu Zhong will be here soon," Zheng Wei said, seating Shen Xiaoyan on the sofa and handing her a cushion, indicating for her to rest.
In response to Zheng Wei's words, Sen Molly spoke directly, "Mr. Zheng, this is not appropriate. I'm here to look at clothes today, and Mrs. Zheng's time is very limited, as is mine."
In front of Zheng Wei, Sen Molly didn't hold back.
Although Zheng Wei didn't sneer at Sen Molly's words, his tone was very cold. "Miss Sen, my wife is just a designer. She's only responsible for coordinating the outfits. You should have known this when you chose the dumplings. Now you're questioning her before even selecting clothes. Isn't that a bit far-fetched?"
Sen Molly was speechless. She quickly composed herself, and her expression shifted from slight annoyance to a look of grievance. "I apologize, Mr. Zheng. I'm just anxious."
Because Shen Xiaoyan couldn't speak, she observed all of Sen Molly's reactions. Everything indicated that this person was far more skilled than Niushufang before. Her expressions changed so rapidly, yet they were impossible to grasp, making her seem as if she had always been that way.
And she and Zheng Wei were good at appeasing each other, quickly expressing emotions to Zheng Wei and then returning to a normal state.
What comforted Shen Xiaoyan was that Zheng Wei was not swayed by this.
Just as Sen Molly finished speaking, Namu Zhong arrived. Even Sen Molly's eyes brightened upon seeing Namu Zhong's attire.
Namu Zhong was very efficient. She put down her handbag and took out a catalog, handing it to Sen Molly. "Miss Sen, take a look. Try on any that you like."
Honestly, Sen Molly hadn't held high expectations for this. She knew why she had rejected the workshop's suggestion and chosen dumplings, and that was her own secret. But when she opened the clothing catalog, she was genuinely shocked. Despite having seen many grand occasions, her eyes were captivated by the clothes from the very first glance.
"Can I try on each of them?" Sen Molly asked Namu Zhong, a question she hadn't anticipated.
Namu Zhong shook her head. "You should start with the one you like best!"
Although Sen Molly was a star, they didn't need to go to such lengths for her, Namu Zhong thought to herself.
To Namu Zhong's direct words, Sen Molly felt a bit embarrassed. In the end, she chose a retro-style dress because it perfectly matched the style of her new album.
Sen Molly's figure was actually quite good, but she was a bit thin… meaning her body curves weren't ideal. However, a dress with a qipao style actually accentuated curves very well. When Sen Molly wore it, although it was stunning, if viewed from the side, the weakness of her front and back curves was fully exposed.
Therefore, Shen Xiaoyan immediately began to shake her head.
This was Sen Molly's first time trying on a dress of this style. Standing in front of the mirror, she felt it looked good. But when she saw Shen Xiaoyan shaking her head in the reflection behind her, she felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head.
Zheng Wei didn't want to interpret for Shen Xiaoyan at this moment. He didn't care about curves or anything. Just then, Nagu brought the food. He sat down and began to help Shen Xiaoyan with her meal. Shen Xiaoyan had to hand her notebook to Namu Zhong.
Since Sen Molly was standing in front of the mirror, she saw Zheng Wei refuse to read Shen Xiaoyan's notebook. Her heart sank, but she still maintained a light smile on her face.
Namu Zhong took the notebook. She hadn't read it clearly before, but looking at Sen Molly now, she could indeed see the problem Shen Xiaoyan had pointed out.
"Miss Sen, this dress might not be suitable for you," Namu Zhong said, standing beside her and looking at Sen Molly's side profile. She commented thoughtfully, "Your bust and hips aren't perky, and it looks like you can't quite fill out this dress. Qipaos are very demanding on one's figure. Although this is an improved version, its function remains the same."
"Cough!" Because Namu Zhong had taken the notebook, Zheng Wei picked up the thermos and fed Shen Xiaoyan a spoonful of soup. But Namu Zhong's words made Shen Xiaoyan choke again.
"What? Did you choke?" Zheng Wei patted her back and handed her a tissue, treating Shen Xiaoyan like a child.
Shen Xiaoyan smiled back at Zheng Wei, then obediently continued drinking her soup. She couldn't help but think, Nagu and Lu Taobao were truly wicked. No wonder Lu Taobao liked Nagu; they could both say things that would make you choke.
With Zheng Wei sitting behind her, Namu Zhong's words were spoken directly in front of him. And the actions of the couple earlier had not escaped Sen Molly's notice. Sen Molly's expression almost broke.
"The boss's wife suggests you choose this one. The embroidery on this dress is also a retro design and doesn't come up to the chest, and it can highlight your collarbone. Would you like to try this one?" Namu Zhong introduced to Sen Molly. After introducing it, she turned to Shen Xiaoyan, who was being fed by Zheng Wei, and said, "Boss's wife, am I right?"
Shen Xiaoyan still had food in her mouth and was focused on eating. When she heard Namu Zhong call her, she was about to nod when Zheng Wei gently pressed her head down. Then the women heard Zheng Wei say to Namu Zhong, "Don't tease her when she's eating. She'll choke easily. How many times have you two made her choke in the past few days?"
When Namu Zhong heard the word "couple," she reached up and touched her jaw, then looked at Sen Molly. To her surprise, Sen Molly's gaze seemed to have just been retracted from the boss.
Sen Molly looked at the one Namu Zhong was pointing to. She hesitated and therefore shook her head. She hadn't considered that dress. Compared to the other ones, it seemed the least distinctive. Although the embroidery was very unique, it was actually her last choice.
"I suggest you still try it. I didn't think the dress I'm wearing would look good on me either, but it turned out to be not only beautiful but also very flattering to my figure." In the past, Namu Zhong chose clothes like Sen Molly, based on first impressions. But sometimes, if the dress was suitable, it could truly be a win-win situation.
Sen Molly looked at Namu Zhong and pointed a finger at Shen Xiaoyan behind her. "Is this also her design?"
"Yes, it is. She rarely makes clothes now because she's pregnant," Namu Zhong nodded.
"What? She's pregnant?" Sen Molly's carefully maintained composure completely collapsed upon hearing that Shen Xiaoyan was pregnant.
Namu Zhong nodded. "Yes. The boss even took the boss's wife for a prenatal check-up today! You went today, didn't you, boss?" Namu Zhong specifically asked Zheng Wei.