The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"What's the relationship between me and An Chen? It doesn't matter. I'm just more willing to help others, so I'll help her answer her questions."

Fu Yanxing listened quietly to Wu Ke making up things here, with a very calm expression on his face, as if to say: You make it up, I'll listen.

"There are some things that are meaningless to ask so clearly. I tell you to listen and just believe it, that's it." Looking at Fu Yanxing's expression, Wu Ke knew that he didn't believe it, and he didn't intend to make others believe it.

What is the relationship between him and An Chen? Wu Ke couldn't even explain it himself. There was indeed a relationship, but he really couldn't explain it clearly.

"Then I hope that one day we won't be on opposite sides, and I hope you can always be willing to help others." Fu Yanxing glanced at Wu Ke, and then smiled.

For Wu Ke, what Fu Yanxing just said was already a sign of goodwill. Does that mean An Chen should have the same attitude?

An Chen would give him the couplet written by herself, which actually showed her current thoughts to a certain extent. Wu Ke suddenly felt a little relieved.

Their first meeting was not very pleasant, and the second meeting was really hasty, and neither meeting left a good impression. Wu Ke was already ready for An Chen to treat him as an enemy.

Unexpectedly, the reality was different from his imagination, and the reality was even happier.

"I've always been willing to help others." Wu Ke's answer was a promise and an affirmation. Although he had reasons and reasons that he couldn't say, he would not hurt An Chen.

"I hope so. There are still people waiting at home, so I won't stay any longer." After Fu Yanxing finished speaking, he turned to say goodbye and prepared to leave.

"Thank you for the gift." Wu Ke shouted towards Fu Yanxing's back, and then returned to the house.

There are still people waiting at home. What Fu Yanxing said when he said goodbye really made Wu Ke envious. How long has it been since he had such an opportunity? There are too many to count.

When will he have the opportunity to say such words? Wu Ke sighed. After returning to the house, he carefully spread the couplets on the coffee table, and then watched them carefully.

As expected of An Chen, the handwriting was so beautiful and the content of the couplet was well thought out. The smile on Wu Ke's face could no longer be concealed.

Of course, the couplet is reluctant to be posted outside. Although the couplet belongs to the outside, it was written by An Chen himself, and it can be regarded as the first gift An Chen gave him.

Wu Ke thought for a while, then went to the warehouse. After rummaging around in the warehouse for a long time, Wu Ke finally found what he was looking for, which was a large picture frame.

Taking the things back to the living room, Wu Ke carefully framed the couplets and the Chinese character "福", and then took many photos one after another.

Wu Ke now looks like an elder who has received a gift from a younger generation. Although the gift is not very expensive, he is also happy beyond words.

Maybe Wu Ke is the truest version of himself now. Wu Ke usually seems a bit more vicious and cold-blooded.

In fact, everyone has two faces, the hard and strong side is reserved for outsiders, which is also a way to protect oneself, and the warm and soft side is reserved for family and friends.

Looking at the framed couplets and the Chinese characters "福", Wu Ke sat on the sofa, humming a tune happily while drinking tea. He was extremely happy.