After the divorce, Mr. Sheng regretted it

Jing Yulang glanced at him a little unnaturally.

"Want to hear the truth?"

"if not?"

"You... have a bad temper, a big air, and a little cold-blooded. The biggest problem is that you are self-righteous, and you also take face very seriously." Jing Yulang gave such an answer after thinking for a while.

Sheng Yuhuai frowned: "You have such a big opinion on me?"

"Didn't you want to tell the truth?" Jing Yulang asked disapprovingly.

Sheng Yuhuai sighed softly.

It is estimated that in Lin Chu's eyes, he is also such a person full of shortcomings.

How... how can he restore his image?
It's also his own fault, he used to talk too much, but now it really hurts when he slaps his face.

Today is Sheng Yuluo's birthday.

However, she does not have the habit of celebrating birthdays.

She came to the studio early in the morning, and the clothes she tailored for Yang Zhenglin have already been made.

This is what she made after staying up for several nights.

Apart from Sheng Yuhuai, Yang Zhenglin was the second person who worried her so much.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

It was Yang Zhenglin calling.

As soon as I answered, I heard someone's unscrupulous voice: "Did you miss me?"

"You want me to hang up right away?" Sheng Yu said in a low voice.

Yang Zhenglin still said in that casual tone: "You open the door now, and you will see me right away."

Sheng Yuluo turned around and looked towards the door behind him.

Yang Zhenglin, just outside the door?

She lifted her foot slowly, walked over there, and opened the door.

"Is it a surprise! Is it a surprise!"

On Yang Zhenglin's face, there is always a smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"You came just in time. I'll tailor the clothes for you. You can take them home. If they don't fit, bring them here and I'll change them for you." Sheng Yuluo said as he picked up the bag on the table and handed it to Yang Zhenglin .

Yang Zhenglin took the bag with joy.

"Ready?" Yang Zhenglin's eyes suddenly flashed a hint of cunning: "Can I make one more request to you?"

Sheng Yuluo squinted his eyes, and his eyes were clearly guarded.

"any request?"

"Can you... make clothes for me for a lifetime?" Yang Zhenglin said happily.

An unnatural look flashed across Sheng Yuluo's face: "You think beautifully!"

"I can pay you!" Yang Zhenglin said seriously.

Sheng Yuluo looked at him disapprovingly, waiting for him to continue.

"Flesh payment." Yang Zhenglin leaned over.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Yuluo poked him with his elbow.

"Yang Zhenglin!"

Seeing her flushed little face, Yang Zhenglin was in a good mood and let out a hearty and joyful laugh.

"You came to me just to tease me?" Sheng Yuluo always had nothing to do with him.

"Of course not, I... want to take you to another place!" Yang Zhenglin said with a mysterious smile.

"where to?"

"Anyway, I won't sell you. Come with me." Yang Zhenglin said, took her hand and walked out of the studio.

"But I still have work to do!"

"It doesn't matter whether you do work or not. Anyway, I can support you." Yang Zhenglin turned his head away and smiled brightly at her.

When Sheng Yuluo heard these words, he couldn't help but stop.

Her eyes were lowered, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of sadness.

Sheng Yuluo's appearance also made Yang Zhenglin a little at a loss.

He asked with concern: "Yu Luo, what's wrong with you? Did I say the wrong thing?"