Chapter 762: What Qualifications Do You Have to Be Redeemed?

face——"What do you think you are, who are you to ask where my grandfather's grave is! You dare to disrespect your elders Today I will teach you a lesson for your mother who had you out of wedlock and...Chapter 762: What Qualifications Do You Have to Be Liberated

After that was said, the living room fell silent.

Yan Ji curled his eyelashes and after a long silence, said: "Yan Jiaojiao is not suitable for you. If you can't stand loneliness, I can buy you a girlfriend on Taobao."

“As you wish,” Gu Chenye sneered, his mocking gaze sweeping across Yan Ji’s face. “Thanks to you, I have absolutely no interest in women anymore.”

"There's a man." Yan Ji's voice was clear and cold, sounding pleasant enough, but the words themselves made one want to gnash their teeth in anger.

"So you want me to buy you a man" Gu Chenye's smile was unsettling, more unnerving than if he had just scowled at Yan Ji. He didn't bother responding, simply striding up the stairs.

Yanji looked at the bowl of mushy noodles, his eyes a little vacant: "Gu Chenye, wouldn't divorce be better If we divorced, both you and I would be free."

The man's pupils shrank suddenly, his lips pressed into a thin line, and the corners of his mouth fell. These two words, falling into his ears, were like something extremely funny. He couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Liberation What makes you think you're liberated"

A hint of boundless mockery appeared between his brows and eyes: "You have harmed so many people, done so many wicked things, what qualifications do you have to say you want to be liberated"

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"Madam," Aunt Song walked up to her and carefully asked, "Would you like another bowl"

Yan Ji's eyes returned to focus, and she realized Gu Chenye was gone. She shook her head, stood up, and said, "No need."

Seeing her lonely and thin back, Auntie Song couldn't help but speak up: "Madam, although I don't know what misunderstanding there is between you and your husband, I believe you, you definitely wouldn't hurt anyone. Your husband has a misunderstanding about you in his heart, if you explain it clearly to him, it will be fine."

"He didn't misunderstand," Yan Ji turned back, a smile in his eyes, but it wasn't the kind of happy smile. Song Yi couldn't describe what kind of smile it was, but inexplicably, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She only heard Yan Ji softly say: "I have indeed harmed many people."

……

Monday.

Although the scars on Yanji's face hadn't fully healed, she still went to the studio. Xiaobai called her early in the morning, saying that a customer had come to the shop and made a fuss because they were dissatisfied with the clothes she designed.

She pushed open the glass door to the studio and saw a group of people surrounding Xiaobai, yelling loudly. A man said, "Bring out that designer named 'Yan' for me! What kind of clothes did he design Is this something for prostitutes in the red light district Look at this exposed chest and back, which decent woman would wear like this Not even on her wedding day."

"I told you at the time, white is bad luck, make them design a different color, and don't go sleeveless! Look at this dress now, oh my gosh! You're letting my daughter-in-law get married in this tomorrow People will laugh her to death!" It was the voice of a middle-aged woman.

"Please have a seat, Teacher Yan will be here soon."

Xiaobai's soft voice was drowned out by the others.

"I'm not sitting here," the man snarled, his eyes blazing. He slammed his hand on the table like a giant fan: "Bring me that woman out! Today, I want compensation, two hundred thousand, not a single cent less."

"If you're not satisfied with the clothes, we can make modifications. Don't worry too much..." Xiao Bai was soft-spoken, but when he yelled at her, her eyes immediately welled up, but she still held her ground and didn't back down.

“Don't try to fool me with these empty words. The wedding is tomorrow, and I am not satisfied with this dress at all, neither the color nor the style. And I have serious doubts about your designers' skills. If you don't compensate me, then don't even think about keeping your shop open.”

Just as Xiaobai was about to persuade, Yanji walked in through the door. In an instant, it was as if she had seen a savior. She raised her voice and beamed, "Yanjie..."

Yanji nodded at her, "Go busy first, bring a few cups of water over."

After giving her instructions, she turned her gaze to the group of people who were making a commotion. She had injuries on her face and was wearing a mask and sunglasses today. At first, they didn't recognize her. It wasn't until Xiao Bai shouted, "Sister Yan," that they reacted and rushed towards Yan Ji. "It's you! Look at what kind of wedding dress you designed. It's so revealing, it's white, are you trying to get married or hold a funeral People who don't know think I'm dead!"

The first person was the groom, standing at six feet tall and weighing 400 pounds. He was tall and strong, directly throwing the wedding dress over Yan Ji's head.

The long, trailing wedding dress was voluminous. For texture, several layers of tulle were added, and when it spread out, it completely enveloped Yan Ji in its folds.

That person was still shouting, "Return the money for the wedding dress to us, and pay us an additional 200,000 yuan, then I will drop this matter."

Yan Ji took the heavy wedding dress off her head. She ignored the man shouting in front of her, but instead fixed her gaze on the young woman standing beside him, who had been silent all along. She smiled and asked, "Miss Zheng, do you feel the same way"

She was the bride. The people shouting were her husband and her mother-in-law. Yan Ji had been watching from outside for a while, but she didn't say a word throughout the whole thing. She stood there with her head bowed, like a little quail.

The woman who was named looked up in a panic, her eyes meeting Yan Ji's. She gripped the hem of her dress tightly, unable to utter a word.

Next to her, her mother-in-law forcefully tugged at her arm and snarled, "Are you dumb Speak! When we came to choose the wedding dress, we told her to wear red or pink, something that covers her arms and shoulders. Now she acted on her own accord and changed it to white, this style, making her pay for it."

The woman allowed herself to be jostled, but remained silent.

The man sensed something was amiss from his wife's unusual behavior. He turned to the woman and shouted, "Did you do something behind our backs"

Feeling all eyes on her, the woman glanced apologetically at Yan Ji, shaking her head. "No, I haven't done anything. I only saw the wedding dress today and realized… It's different from the style Aunt and I had chosen."

Hearing her assurance, the man regained his confidence and looked at Yan Ji, "If you didn't do it well, you didn't do it well. You unilaterally changed the style and color selected by the customer without communicating with us in advance, which caused our wedding to be delayed. The losses of the hotel, wedding planning, wedding cars, etc. should all be borne by your store. Twenty thousand is still on the low end."

Xiao Bai came over to deliver water. Yan Ji took it calmly and said, "You might not know, in our shop besides the fitting rooms and restrooms, every place is monitored. It can take photos with sound, and our front desk lady here is especially serious and responsible..."

With each word she spoke, Miss Chen's face paled a little: “Every wedding dress is notified to the customer as soon as it’s finished, asking them to come for a fitting. This usually happens about a month in advance, so if the customer is unhappy, they have time to make changes and won’t delay their wedding. Every call is recorded to keep track of the time and the situation.”

Yanji seemed not to notice Chen Miss's unpleasant expression and slightly tilted her head: "I remember the last time Ms. Chen came was in late October, wasn't it"nd, even in this cold weather, you risked your safety to save me."Bo Jingzhou finally opened his eyes and glanced at Shen Wanci paying at the counter: "Wrong person."The girl was a little embarrassed,...