I, the first son, became a woman

"Miss, is it warmer this way?"

Wrap a thick quilt over Xia Juan's body.

Yin Bo closed the door of the store to keep out the wind and rain.

He quickly lit the lamp again, illuminating the empty shop cabinet.

He looked at Xia Juan quietly, and found that he was holding the quilt.

His eyes were numb, and he didn't say a word.

Yin Bo frowned, and after thinking about it, he put the brewed tea in front of Xia Juan's eyes.

"Miss, did something happen?"

This question, Xia Juan still did not say a word.

She squeezed the ink-soaked ball tightly in her hand.

Something wet.

Never let go.

But Yin Bo sized it up for a while, but still couldn't see what it was.

There was a moment of silence, and he hesitated for a long time.

Yin Bocai thought of something, and asked thoughtfully.

"Miss, did you quarrel with my uncle?"

Seeing that Xia Juan still didn't speak, Yin Bo was already used to it.

It's just that in my heart, there is a high probability that I know what I understand.

"Miss... In fact, there is inevitably some friction between husband and wife."

"I don't know if you have heard such a sentence before."

"A couple who have never quarreled is absolutely abnormal..."

After finishing talking with a smile, she found that Xia Juan still ignored her.

At last, Yin Bo could only helplessly blink his eyes and sigh.

"Okay then, miss... let's do this! You can be quiet by yourself."

"I'm going to sleep in the warehouse tonight. There's a bed here, and if you're hungry at night, there's still some leftover food in the kitchen..."

While chanting, Xia Juan was still in the same dull state.

Yin Bo looked at Xia Juan silently for a long time.

There was a long silence.

Xia Juan finally nodded blankly as a response.

"Well... then miss, I'll go first."

"take a good rest……"

He looked at Xia Juanyi with a heavy heart, full of worry and uneasiness.

Yin Bo stroked his beard, but he still could only helplessly shake his head and sigh, and left the shop.

Chapter 938 Later Life

Since that day.

When many people saw Xia Juan again.

You can always see her with a faint smile.

A person is in the flow of people in the store, busy with the front and back, and can't be free.

She lived in the store, while Yin Bo, who originally lived in the store, moved to the warehouse.

About what happened to my young lady, and what happened.

Yin Bo knew nothing.

Even when he had the idea of ​​going to Yeoning.

Xia Juan had already interrupted Yin Bo's thoughts one step ahead, saying that it was the two of them's business.

Time slips through the fingers in silence.

After that day, Xia Juan seldom drank any more.

She got her wish and left Ye Ning.

I also bid farewell to marriage as I wished.

Only she was set free.

But that freedom... where is the freedom?

Sitting in the shop every day, constantly calculating the accounts of the business.

Again for the sake of precision.

Xia Juan almost tore through the ledger, busy repeatedly.

From time to time, she would sit with Yin Bo and Ali and hold meetings.

Discussing the pattern and development of Mr. Xia's food delivery in the future.

Occasionally.

She would sit face to face with Yin Bo on the tea table in the shop, playing Go.

And Ali beside her is always very supportive.

It was as if they were not playing chess but fighting war.

Life is plain, but also very fulfilling.

There is also an inexplicable sense of emptiness.

In the eyes of everyone, Xia Juan has become a strong woman who is dedicated to her career.

She no longer seems to be lethargic.

Very early on, she was the first to open the shop.

When the rest of the shops in Dongcheng opened their doors one by one.

The servants in the shop can always see Xia Juan brewing a pot of tea by himself.

Quietly watching the wind and snow outside the door.

Wrapped in a thick white fox fur.

I don't know what to look at, what to think.

Things in business are always changing and elusive.

Sometimes big customers come.

Xia Juan looked at the other party with a smile, drinking tea with the other party while talking freely.

But sometimes, there will be mistakes, which will cause dissatisfaction among customers.

And then.

Either Xia Juan bowed his head and apologized, like a really well-mannered young lady from an aristocratic family.

Otherwise, they would suddenly turn their backs and knock out those who deliberately found fault.

Everything is normal.

Everyone who sees Xia Juan can see that she is working hard.

Looks like he's working hard.

She will get angry, helpless, happy, and ridiculed...

She is like a very ordinary and ordinary person.

It's just that many people have discovered that...

Xia Juan seems to spend much more time in the shop than before.

One day, Mr. Jin, the owner of the pawnshop next door, finally couldn't hold back.

He couldn't help but walked to Xia Juan's side and asked.

"Boss Xia, you run into the shop every day."

"Wouldn't Mr. Ye of my family..."

As he said that, Boss Jin would squint his eyes and look at him.

A curious, puzzled look.

Xia Juan's first reaction was to stop abruptly.

It was as if he had been hit by a shell all of a sudden.

Even stopped breathing.

He also stopped moving his eyes.

There was silence for a while, and I don't know how much time has passed.

Xia Juan finally smiled awkwardly and raised his head.

She also found out then.

Almost all the businessmen on the street cast curious eyes, waiting for their answer.

Xia Juan understood that it was obviously impossible to hide the fact that she lived in the store all day long.

Although she didn't know what she was insisting on.

Again... waiting stubbornly for something.

But at that time, Xia Juan was stunned for a while.

In the end, he just lowered his head and smiled.

"He... is also busy..."

"Busy too..."

Being busy seems like an excuse for anything.

Whether it's Yin Bo or Ali.

Whether it is a casual question from a guest or the concern and curiosity of a nearby business owner.

Xia Juantong used the simple word "busy" as an excuse.

She is also really busy.

Wake up every day, after drinking morning tea.

Xia Juan will start to prepare paper and pen, as if planning something.

Thinking about something.

Over time, in everyone's impression.

Xia Juan is just sitting in a shop and writing.

An iconic figure who sometimes holds meetings and sometimes communicates with guests.

And there is such a beautiful boss sitting in charge.

And it happened to be sitting in the shop.

So many passers-by.

Including the guests who come to do business.

They couldn't help taking a sneak peek, and kept scanning the beauties on the list of beauties.