C17 Who Scheduled the Shawl

Jiang Xiaohan pondered for a few seconds, then called the waiter. "Excuse me, do you have any limited edition shawls?"

Xu Qian loved all kinds of shawls. Although Jiang Xiaohan suffered a lot in the hands of Xu Qian, the official wife of the Jiang family, he still had to put up with all kinds of things no matter what.

The attendant immediately smiled and said, "What a coincidence! This shop just happens to have a brand that's a centennial shawl. This is the only one in the entire A City!"

"Please let me have a look."

"Alright." The waiter took out a purplish-red shawl from the display cabinet and handed it to Jiang.

Jiang Xiaohan took the shawl and gently caressed it. This silk shawl was made of high grade material and had an extraordinary feel. Its color was very pure and its design was very unique. Xu Qian should like it.

Jiang Xiaohan was about to ask for the price when a woman's voice suddenly cut in, "I want that shawl!"

Looking towards the source of the sound, Jiang Xiaohan sucked in a breath of cold air.

This was because the owner of this voice was Wen Ya, who had framed her in front of Huo Tencai yesterday!

Elegant and arrogant, she walked to Jiang Xiaohan and repeated, "I want that shawl. Wrap it up for me!"

"I saw this first." Jiang Xiaohai said softly as he came back to his senses.

Yesterday, he framed her for stealing the ring, and today, he came to snatch the shawl from her.

Wen Ya grabbed the shawl in Jiang Xiao Ha's hand and sneered: "Did you pay? If not, should anyone pay first? "

"What, you stole my ring yesterday, and now you want to steal my shawl again?" Noticing that Jiang Xiaohan was silent, she pressed on tenaciously.

"Miss Wen, you know the truth behind yesterday's matter."

"The truth? "All I know is that the truth is, you stole my ring!" Wen Ya raised her right hand again, and the sparkling diamond ring flashed in front of Jiang Xiaohan's eyes.

"It's just a shawl. If you want it, I'll give it to you." Seeing that Wen Ya mentioned what happened yesterday, Jiang Xiaohan felt uncomfortable. However, she quickly calmed down, smiled, and let go of the shawl in her hands. She didn't want to argue with Wen Ya in public.

Jiang Xiaohan maintained his indifferent expression. Huo Tince's cold voice could be heard in his ears, "Do you think you can do anything just because you took her ring?"

Deep down, the reason why he didn't want to argue with Wen Ya was because he was afraid that Huo Tince would find out? Afraid that Huo Tince would blame her again for her gentleness?

"Hmph, Jiang Xiaohan, I'm warning you, stop pestering Ting Tu!" Wen Ya waved the shawl in her hand and stared at Jiang Xiaohan triumphantly. "The shawl is mine, and so is Tentative!"

"Wrap it up for me!" Wen Ya raised her hand and gave the shawl to the waiter.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman wearing a high-ranking uniform walked over. She spoke to Wen Ya, "I'm sorry, Miss Wen. This shawl cannot be sold to you."

"Mr. Manager!" The waiter called out respectfully. It turned out to be the shop manager.

"Why?!" Wen Ya's face sank as she asked in dissatisfaction.

"Because this shawl has already been reserved." The shop manager politely replied, "Miss Wen, why don't you take a look at the other models?"

"No, I want that one!"

No matter how kind and powerful she was, the shop manager still smiled and shook his head, insisting that someone had already bought it. In the end, she angrily said, "Humph, it's just a broken shawl, I'm not interested in it!"

After saying that, Wen Ya turned around and angrily walked out.

Seeing such a delightful scene, Jiang Xiaohan couldn't help but want to praise the man with the shawl on his back thirty-two times.

Just as Jiang Xiaohan was about to ask the waiter for the other shawls, the shop manager carefully wrapped the limited edition shawl and passed it to him with a smile. "Miss Jiang, this shawl was purchased just now and is for you."

"Huh?" Jiang Xiaohan was stunned, and asked in disbelief, "For me?"

"Yes." The shop manager nodded affirmatively and passed the shawl to Jiang Xiaohan.

"May I ask who gave it to me?" Jiang Xiaohan looked surprised.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jiang. I can't reveal this." The manager continued to smile.

Who could it be? Jiang Xiaohai could not wrap his head around the matter. It had all happened too suddenly, and it was a little strange. She had only just decided to buy the shawl, how could anyone know about it and give it to her in advance?

Moreover, from the tone of the shop manager just now, he could tell that the person who ordered the shawl must have some background. Otherwise, the shop manager wouldn't be willing to offend Wen Ya and refuse to sell the shawl to her.

Then, who was this mysterious person?

Huo Zhu Ya? No, according to her personality, she must have gone to fight for the shawl with Wenjia face to face. Furthermore, she went to the Arts Group, so it was impossible for her to return.

Could it be Dad? How did he know she wanted to buy the shawl? Even if he knew, he wouldn't help her. More importantly, he didn't have that kind of ability.

Could it be … Will be... Huo Tenzhao?!

In Jiang Xiaohan's heart, this ridiculous thought quietly emerged, but in an instant, her rationality told her, How is this possible!

That's right, yesterday Huo Tince was very close to Wen Ya, he even said that he would be staying with her tonight. Even if he had reserved a shawl, the person he was sending should be Wen Ya! How could he let Wen Ya be so embarrassed as to give her the shawl?!