Ruan Xi put down the work in his hands and listened to Jin Shuwen's description. He began to have a headache. He was a very outstanding perfumer and had won many international awards, but he really didn't have the ability to make perfume just by describing it.
"Miss Jin, how about this? I'll make some perfume for you to smell and see if it smells like this." Ruan Xi frowned. He loved making perfume the most in his life. There was no perfume that he couldn't make, but Ruan Xi had never made a perfume that could cause miscarriage. His ancestors had never done such an immoral thing.
"Okay." Jin Shuwen pursed her lips thoughtfully and nodded in agreement.
That was the only way for the time being. Jin Shuwen bent down and hugged Jin Shuwen, who was a little disappointed. A deep sense of guilt appeared on his handsome face. "Wenwen, it's all my fault. The plan failed this time because I didn't consider it thoroughly."
"Ah Wen, it's not your fault. If you want to blame someone, blame Zhong Xinrui for being too vicious. There's no wall in this world that doesn't have a crack. The bad things she has done will be exposed to the sun sooner or later." Jin Shuwen gritted her teeth angrily, and her eyes were full of dangerous signals.
Yip Chun Wen always thought that he could take down Zhong Xinrui in one fell swoop this time, but he was careless. He didn't expect Zhong Xinrui to wear different perfume.
"Boss Ye, Miss Jin, please give me a week. I can't guarantee that I will succeed. In short, try to make a perfume that smells like this," Ruan Xi said with a sincere look.
Jin Shuwen nodded and said, "Okay."
Yip Chun Wen and Jin Shuwen both got up and said goodbye. The evening wind was a little cold. It was already autumn, but Jin Shuwen was still wearing a thin floral dress.
As soon as she walked outside, a cold wind blew. Jin Shuwen felt a little cold and unconsciously reached out to hug herself.
Under the warm light, she stood there quietly. Her thin lips were slightly pursed, and her brows were slightly furrowed. She did not say a word.
Yip Chun Wen's heart ached when he saw this. He untied his suit jacket and draped it over Jin Shuwen.
A warm aura lingered in her heart. Jin Shuwen leaned against Ye Junwen's chest and could clearly feel the warm aura coming from his body, mixed with the pleasant smell of the man.
For a moment, Jin Shuwen's nose started to sting. She lifted her eyes and looked at Yip Chun Wen silently.
There was a hint of worry on his delicate face, but this gaze stirred up Yip Chun Wen's thoughts, making him restless.
Yip Chun Wen reached out and held Jin Shuwen tightly in his arms. He was only left with a thin shirt. The night wind was blowing, but it did not cool his heart at all.
"Wenwen, our plan did not succeed this time. We have no chance to use Zhong Xinrui." Yip Chun Wen's cheeks were warm. The feeling of Jin Shuwen in his arms made him feel as if he had the whole world.
"Ah Wen, do you know? I really can't accept it. I can't let my child die in vain. She owes me, and I must get it back. "Jin Shuwen suddenly frowned. Her eyes were cold, and her tone was faint, but it was very worried.
"How can you be sure that the child was lost because of that bottle of perfume?" Yip Chun Wen's voice was very cold, so cold that it made people fall into an ice cellar.
"A woman's sixth sense. Once, I met her by chance and talked about this topic. I looked at her face at that time, and it didn't seem like it had nothing to do with this matter. Ah Wen, I really can't accept it." Jin Shuwen tightly clung to Yip Chun Wen's arms. Another gust of autumn wind blew, rolling up a few leaves on the grass, giving people a feeling of desolation.
This season was the coolest season, but it made people involuntarily panic. The pain of losing a child, until now, had not been able to let Jin Shuwen recover.
For many nights, Jin Shuwen secretly hid under the covers and cried. Yip Chun Wen was completely unaware that the two of them had been in the police station for a long time. For the sake of this plan, the two of them could be said to have suffered a lot.
People say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. Although this time the two of them did not succeed, their relationship warmed up in this slightly cold autumn …
Yip Chun Wen tightly hugged Jin Shuwen's body, as if he wanted to embed her into his body. The man's slender fingers gently pressed on her back, gently stroking her back, slowly comforting her. Jin Shuwen took a breath and hugged him a little tighter.
"Let's go home." Yip Chun Wen raised his eyes, and there was a deep smile on his handsome face.
"Okay …" Jin Shuwen's voice was very soft, so soft that it seemed like it could be blown away by the wind.
Near 520 Seaside Road.
Zhou Manchun and Jin Beisen's fingers were intertwined as they strolled around the villa. The stars and warm orange street lights illuminated the somewhat lonely night.
Jin Yumo was at his grandparents' house that night. It was rare for Jin Beisen to bring Zhou Manchun out for some alone time. After the two of them returned from Yu Yina's apartment, they actually did not go anywhere else. Instead, they just took a walk around the neighborhood.
Jin Beisen hugged Zhou Manchun. Through the fabric of her clothes, he could feel the little woman's warm breath beside him. He pursed his thin lips and smiled faintly. "Wifey, how long has it been since we last took a walk like this?"
"Didn't we take a walk like this when we went on our honeymoon not long ago?" Zhou Manchun smiled coquettishly, and there was a touch of joy on her rosy face.
"This feeling is different. When I'm with you, there's a fresh feeling every day. I won't get tired of it." His thin lips moved slightly, and he smiled as he said.
Zhou Manchun narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and looked at the tens of thousands of lights not far away. With a shrewd look, she rolled her eyes and said, "What did you say? Fresh feeling? So Boss Jin also likes fresh feelings. I thought you were a very long-lasting person. "
Wasn't it because of long-lasting feelings that a relationship could last for so many years? Today, when she heard Jin Beisen say that it was a fresh feeling, Zhou Manchun was a little surprised.
She and Jin Beisen had clearly passed that period of fresh feelings.
"Every morning when I see you lying next to me, I have a feeling that my heart palpitates." Jin Beisen hugged her tighter, and his thin lips pressed against her ear as he whispered sweet nothings.
These were sweet nothings, and they were also Jin Beisen's heartfelt words.
Jin Beisen had never been so romantic towards anyone in his life. His long and narrow eyes looked affectionately at Zhou Manchun, and the corners of his mouth curled up even more widely.
"What does it feel like to palpitate?" Zhou Manchun asked happily. She tugged at his sleeve and hid in his arms with a coquettish look on her face.
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