Change clothes

  "Oh," Nieshi replied dully, then turned and walked into the residential area. Lu Yiheng watched her slightly clumsy footsteps and smiled faintly.

  The document was only three pages long, not a lot, although it contained many professional terms, but for Nie Zhiyan, it wasn't difficult. However, she had been translating for a long time and had only translated half a page. Nie Zhiyan put down her pen in defeat, replaying Lu Yiheng's abnormal behavior at the bottom of the residential area over and over again in her mind.

  "What's wrong with him?" Her small face was almost scrunched up into a crystal bun, she raised her hand and slapped her own cheek hard, trying to bring her thoughts back from Lu Yiheng.

  As a result, by the time she finished translating the three-page document, it was already after 1 am. After sending the file to Luo Zhi's email and taking a bath, Nie Zhiyan didn't fall asleep immediately. She lay in bed, staring at the white ceiling above her head, replaying the events of the past two days in her mind.

  Lu Yiheng's every word and action became so unreal, just like a dream. Nie Zhiyan even thought that maybe when she woke up tomorrow, she would find out that it was all just a dream.

  She fell asleep in a daze.

  Nie Zhiyan didn't know that outside the residential area, a black Audi was quietly parked, and the man inside waited until all the lights in her house were completely extinguished before starting the car and leaving.

  From start to finish, his lips had a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

  Time flies like a white horse crossing a gap, and before you know it, the weekend is here.

  She woke up especially early this morning, at 7 o'clock, even before the alarm clock rang.

  She got up, washed and dressed in a very short time, then started rummaging through her trunk.

  This piece of clothing is no good! Throw it away!

  These pants, no good! Throw them aside!

  These shoes won't do! Chuck them aside!

  Miss Jie searched for half an hour but couldn't find her ideal clothes and became disheartened.

  She has been back in her country for so long and hasn't bought any clothes. Today she is going to see her aunt and uncle, she can't dress so casually, it would be disrespectful.

  At a glance, Lu Yiheng's white coat was quietly lying on her bed. Nie Zhiyan suddenly made a sound and took out a skirt from the closet.

  A pale green, knee-length dress that suited her fair skin. She had originally intended to return the dress to Lu Yiheng, but hadn't found an opportunity until today when it unexpectedly came in handy.

  Then forget it. Anyway, Lu Yiheng doesn't wear skirts, Nie thought coldly, obviously still resenting the hateful 34B that Lu Yiheng had bought for her.

  Miss Jia put on a skirt and twirled in front of the large mirror, quite satisfied. She then began to fuss with her hair, which had grown somewhat long. A head of raven-black long hair lazily fell down, like a black satin ribbon, evoking distant thoughts.

  Miss Jia took out a black hair tie from the drawer, gently tied up her hair and made a ponytail. Her original lazy look suddenly became spirited.

  She had only two small silver earrings on her ears, without any accessories, looking very refreshing and elegant. Nie Zhiyan smiled contentedly at herself in the mirror before putting everything back in its original place that she had messed up.

  After drinking a glass of milk and eating a piece of bread, it was only eight o'clock, and the time was still early. Nie Zhiyan sat on the sofa in the living room with nothing to do. She felt that the air was too quiet, so she turned on the TV. Hunan Satellite TV was broadcasting Qiong Yao's melodrama "My Fair Princess".