Madam Dihao is not good

, Cosmetics, keys... There are some other miscellaneous items, all in it.

After thinking about it, she brought it with her when she left the hospital.

Looking into the swimming pool, thinking of the moment she fell into the water, she must have fallen into the pool.

Su Shijie raised his eyebrows faintly: "The servant will catch it soon, so why make a fuss about it."

"But my phone is not waterproof..."[

"Buy another one."

After entering the house, I took a shower and changed into fresh home clothes. When I came out, dinner was ready.

After the two had dinner, Chanel took the salvaged bag to the balcony and poured out everything inside.

Cosmetics and so on have sealed lids and can still be used. The wallet is wet, but there is not much money in it.

She hung the banknotes one by one on the balcony, fearing that they would be blown away by the wind, so she brought some small cups to cushion them.

Su Shijie leaned against the balcony door, seeing that she was also placing one, two, five, and ten yuan very seriously, he couldn't help but sneered: "Mrs. Su, is it not enough money?"

Chanel ignored him and fiddled with her phone.

It was completely useless due to water ingress, but Chanel was not reconciled, so she found a hair dryer to blow on.

At some point, Su Shijie leaned over, put his arms around her waist, and hugged her intimately.

The evening wind blows across the terrace.

The fragrance of roses.

They leaned close to each other, and although they didn't say anything, there was a sense of warmth pervading.

At this time, Aunt Li came over and said respectfully, "Young Master, Young Mistress's dress is from the Italian brand Princess. It cannot be touched with water, and it can only be dry-cleaned... Now that the dress has been reimbursed, what should I do?"

Su Shijie's body stiffened suddenly, and he slowly let go of the person in his arms, walked to a sofa and sat down.

Chanel turned her head and saw him lighting a cigar, his face was dark and the smoke was lingering.

There was suddenly a terrible gloom in the air.

Aunt Li, who has not received a reply, did not know where she said something wrong: "Master, this..."

"Throw it away!" Although he was very patient, Su Shijie's tone was quite