Most of the people who attended the meeting today wore shirts and suits. After sitting down, they tidied up their clothes, and some simply unbuttoned the suit.

When the female staff saw that Zhao Muze was still surrounding the towel, she walked over and bent her waist gently.

"Mr. Zhao, we can keep the towel for you."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and signaled Zhao Muze to put the scarf on her hand.

Hearing the voice of the female staff member, Zhao Muze turned to look at her, but did not mean to untie the scarf, but smiled and politely refused.

"No need, I'm afraid you'll get it dirty for me." After saying that, Zhao Muze still stretched out his hand and tidied up the scarf around his neck.

He hung this scarf in the closet for a long time, and finally waited until the autumn came to be useful.

I have to say that the scarf woven by this sister is indeed very warm and comfortable.

After Zhao Muze said that, the staff quickly explained seriously.

"You don't have to worry, we will help you keep it properly and will never get dirty or damaged."

Zhao Muze shook his head and refused again.

"That's not OK, what if I lose it."

After saying that, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the man with a cold expression sitting in the main seat.

Ji Mushen sat on the chair and glanced at Zhao Muze coldly.

"..." The expression on the female worker's face was a little embarrassed, and she looked at the scarf on her neck that looked like a big brand, probably because she didn't understand what the importance of a scarf was.

The meeting had not started yet, and at this time, someone who was familiar with Zhao Muze thought that Mr. Xu couldn't help but tease him.

"Mr. Zhao, is your scarf made of gold?"

Zhao Muze didn't think there was anything wrong with this, so he replied.

“More expensive than gold.”

When he heard this, Mr. Xu immediately showed a curious expression on his face and asked him mysteriously.

"Is it because it was given by my sweetheart?"

As soon as these words came out, the others in the conference room couldn't help but look at each other.

Everyone knows that Zhao Muze has always been single, has no wife or a formal girlfriend, and has never even seen a female companion. Could it be that he has always had a lover of Bai Yueguang?

"The woman Mr. Zhao likes must be very outstanding." Another President Zhu couldn't help but speak.

Seeing that everyone was misunderstood, Zhao Muze explained.

"That's not, it was made up by my disobedient sister." Every word was filled with unconcealed happiness.

Zhao Muze's words surprised everyone, but they also felt that it was very reasonable.

Zhao Muze loves his sister because anyone who has had some friends knows that Zhao Muze's father suddenly passed away more than ten years ago. When he was young, he was in a hurry when he just took over the business at home. Sometimes there was a beautiful little girl who was dressed in exquisite clothes and dressed like a princess. Zhao Muze obeyed her everything and asked for everything.

"Mr. Zhao really has a good sister!" Mr. Xu said with emotion, remembering the rumors I heard a few days ago, and personally verified them like Zhao Muze.

"But no matter how good this sister is, she is still someone else's wife after all. I heard that your sister married a while ago?"

"It's true." Zhao Muze nodded and subconsciously glanced at Ji Mushen again.

"Then aren't you very sad?" Mr. Xu asked again.

When Zhao Muze heard the other party ask this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's a bit sad indeed."

He originally thought that his sister could live happily under his protection. Even if he got married in the future, he would find a man with excellent personal character to marry into his family.

But unexpectedly... I didn't escape Ji Mushen's clutch, and I was still fascinated by him.

"Look at it lightly." Seeing this, Mr. Xu reached out and patted Zhao Muze on the shoulder with sympathy.

"..." Ji Mushen looked at Zhao Muze with a cold expression, and couldn't help but slowly frowning.

At this time, the female staff member who was just next to Zhao Muze came to him and asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Ji, are you hot? Should you go to the locker room to change out that sweater?"

Because the temperature in J City is a little low these days, the conference room is turned on and it is indeed a little hot when wearing a sweater.

The staff's voice made Ji Mushen withdraw his gaze, glance at the other party, and then said coldly.

“No need.”

The female staff had just experienced the embarrassment of Zhao Muze. After hearing Ji Mushen say that there is no need, she immediately retreated with tactfulness.

At this time, the former Mr. Xu stared at the "extremely unique" sweater that Ji Mushen wore in the suit jacket for a while, and suddenly asked curiously.

"Mr. Ji, your sweater is very unique. You probably didn't buy it, right?"

The implication is probably that no big brand dares to sell such a unique sweater.

If it weren't for the messy and loose stitches exposed on Ji Mushen's body, the beggar would probably not have wanted them.

"No." Ji Mushen pursed his thin lips.

After hearing what he said, the gossip Mr. Xu showed a look of curiosity on his face. Just as he was about to ask about his sweater, Ji Mushen moved his thin lips and said slowly.

"It was my wife who woven himself." After the words came, a hint of pride flashed across the cold eyes and glanced at Zhao Muze beside him.

"..." The happy smile on Zhao Muze's face stopped.

wife?

When everyone heard him say this, they remembered that Ji Mushen had also heard of his wedding a while ago, and now it seems that it is true.

"I forgot if you don't say it. You are now married. It seems that Mrs. Ji is very gentle and virtuous, which is really enviable." Mr. Xu smiled on his face and quickly praised him flatteringly.

Gentle, virtuous?

Ji Mushen was in a good mood after hearing the other party praise Zhao Wanyi like this.

"Of course." He curled his lips slightly and said.

Ji Mushen never exaggerates his words, nor does he have the habit of bragging.

As soon as he responded, everyone naturally believed that Mrs. Ji was a gentle and virtuous wife.

No one thought of Ji Mushen’s sweater with Zhao Muze’s scarf.

After all, no one would think that Ji Mushen's virtuous wife would be the Zhao family's sister who is so famous and has a very poor reputation.

Only Zhao Muze was the only one. Since Ji Mushen said that the sweater he was knitted by his wife, he couldn't help but stare at the sweater he was wearing, and his face gradually showed a bit of sorrow and was secretly annoyed.

My sister is becoming more and more biased, what should I do?

He had no idea that when his sister gave them a scarf, she knitted a sweater that was several times more complicated than a scarf?

It was too unfair and made him feel uncomfortable for a moment.
Chapter completed!