What Did You Do Wrong?

And knitting stuff for him was also a way of keeping him in a good mood.

But then, she was really curious about when or how someone like Jiang Beihan would run out of sweaters or scarves. To top it all off, he had insisted on having them handmade by her! Did he think that her handiwork was great?

If so, why did he complain that the scarf she had knitted for him was ugly?

"All right. Shall I go to the store tomorrow to buy yarn and knit you a sweater, first? What style do you like?" Song Wenxin agreed after some hesitation.

If in exchange for knitting him something, she could get her brother an opportunity for a critical business collaboration, she felt that she had found a good bargain, whichever way she looked at it.

"Whatever!" he replied, his face cold and without much emotion.

Song Wenxin was completely flabbergasted. He was the one who had asked her to knit something for him, but now, he did not seem to care one way or the other.

"Oh, then I shall knit a bright red flower into it. Would that be okay?" Song Wenxin teased playfully, not pleased with that nonchalant attitude of his.

Well, he did say whatever, so she was going to find out if he was really happy with anything.

She absolutely refused to believe that he would wear a sweater with a bright red flower on it.

At that, Jiang Beihan's brows knitted as he glared at her and suddenly laughed curtly.

It was that type of laugh again… Song Wenxin felt her heart lurch.

In the next instant, he abruptly retrieved his phone and dialed a number before placing the phone to his ear.

Song Wenxin looked at him questioningly.

"That collaboration with Songhe Medicine Hall, call it—"

Before he could say the word "off", a pale-faced Song Wenxin had lunged toward him and grabbed Jiang Beihan's hand—the one that was holding the phone.

"I'm sorry. Okay, I admit that I was wrong!" She looked at him, worry written all over her face.

Surely he was not going to cancel the collaboration with her brother because of that joke that she had made!

"Wrong?" Jiang Beihan's lips curled in a smile and raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes radiating interest as he looked at her and continued, "What did you do wrong?"

"I-I should not have talked about adding a bright red flower to your sweater," Song Wenxin stuttered as she bit her lips, apologizing even though it was the last thing she wanted to do!

"What else?" he continued to probe patiently, his dark eyes narrowing.

Somehow, this apology did not sound very sincere!

"I promise to put every effort into knitting that sweater!" Song Wenxin replied, patting her chest reassuringly.

Satisfied, Jiang Beihan shot her a glance before he hung up the phone and looked at her, his eyes conveying the message that, "at least she knew her place".

Song Wenxin heaved a sigh of relief, but, in her heart, she was silently cursing Jiang Beihan for being so small-minded!

Although Jiang Beihan could see through what she was thinking, he did not expose her. Instead, he suddenly stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom for a shower.

Now, it was his habit to unbutton his shirt before…

Before he entered the bathroom, he would remove his top. That was his habit.

However, his sudden act spooked Song Wenxin, and she almost jumped out of her skin.

"What are you doing?" she asked as she grabbed the pillow and placed it in front of her chest, looking at him in confusion.

"Shower," Jang Beihan replied mildly after giving her a glance.

Following which, he took off his shirt and threw it onto the sofa, showing off his well-toned body.

Before Song Wenxin had the opportunity to get a clearer view of his physique, he turned around and strode into the bathroom.

Song Wenxin stood rooted to the ground, berating herself silently for being such an idiot. Earlier on, she had come close to mistaking… she had thought that he was going to do something to her again.

With that thought, Song Wenxin could not resist slapping her head!

To remind herself that that man was gay!