The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

The living room, which was quiet just now, suddenly heard the sound of two people bickering. Chi Jing was also confused as to why the person who was chatting just now suddenly stopped replying.

Everyone was so used to the quarrels between the two of them that they didn't even react at all.

Those who should watch TV watch TV, those who should play games play games, and those who should handle work should handle work, as if the quarrel between the two people does not exist at all.

Ling Han and Fan Luo always have a 50-50 winning rate in their quarrels. Who wins and who loses depends on fate. Anyway, the quarrel between the two of them can last for a long time. Whoever runs out of words loses.

There is also a very magical thing about the two of them. Every time they quarrel, the words they say are almost the same, but every time it is as if they have never heard it before.

An Chen felt that if he listened to it a few more times, he would be able to memorize the conversation between the two of them. Anyway, he could almost follow the words they said.

Sitting on the sofa with the computer in his arms, An Chen was still looking at other furniture and decorations. This kind of thing seemed addictive. An Chen felt that he wanted everything.

Fu Yanxing was sitting next to him. Whenever An Chen saw anything suitable, he would take a look at Fu Yanxing before placing an order.

Online shopping is really very useful. Who said you have to put some antiques and works of art into your home decoration, as long as they look good?

In fact, there are very few people who actually keep these things at home. Since their homes are not museums, it is quite strange to keep so many expensive things.

Fu Yanxing has no objection to any decision made by An Chen. As long as An Chen likes it, then he likes it.

For a while, An Chen didn't know how much she had bought. She struggled with the delivery address, and Fu Yanxing told her to fill it in at his company.

"Are you sure?" An Chen glanced at his shopping cart, and then glanced uncertainly at Fu Yanxing next to him.

"Otherwise?" Fu Yanxing smiled, then reached out and took An Chen's cell phone.

After replacing the bank card in the account with his own and filling in his company's address, Fu Yanxing emptied Anchen's shopping cart with just one click.

This was the first time for An Chen to have his shopping cart emptied. Although the items were not very expensive and were just a drop in the bucket for Fu Yanxing, this feeling was different.

"You can use this card as you like. The bank card account number is this, and the password is your birthday. There is no limit." Fu Yanxing said to An Chen by the way when he returned the phone.

"What are you doing? Do you want to support me?" An Chen smiled and then put the phone away.

"It's not like raising you, it's called turning in your salary card. What's mine is yours, it's all yours." As long as you are mine. Fu Yanxing finished the first sentence and omitted the second half.

"I don't want it. I won't be rewarded for my efforts. I can support myself." After An Chen finished speaking, he got up and went to the sofa to get a drink.

Fu Yanxing looked at An Chen's back and smiled helplessly.

There is always an inexplicable feeling. Although they are now in a confirmed relationship, it always feels like there is still a layer of distance between them.

Although An Chen was not acquainted with him at all, they still knew each other very clearly in some aspects. Although he didn't know the reason, Fu Yanxing was confident that he could eliminate this obstacle.

After standing in front of the refrigerator for a long time, An Chen was choosing the drink she wanted to drink. Before she could choose, Ling Han closed the refrigerator and handed her a bottle of room temperature.