Chapter 1308


    Chapter 1308 Which Side Do You Usually Prefer?


    Genevieve and Le were chatting while eating in a private room. Genevieve saw the gowns Le had


    made for others on her phone, and each one was a stunning masterpiece.


    There was an embroidered gown that she seemed to have seen someone wearing before, but she


    couldn''t remember who it was at the moment.


    Genevieve also wanted Le to help her make two gowns, so after dinner, she followed her back to the


    tailor shop.


    When Genevieve returned to Swallow Garden, Armand had also picked up the two children from


    Timothy.


    Genevieve led Armand upstairs to the bedroom and had him stand straight by the window. She then


    took out a measuring tape from her bag and, following the instructions written on a piece of paper,


    measured each of his body parts one by one.


    Armand was tall, so in order to measure his cor size, Genevieve asked him to bend down.


    Watching Genevieve busily working, Armand asked in surprise, “Aren''t you knitting a scarf? Why do


    you need to measure all these things for that?”


    Genevieve wrote down his neck data on paper and said without looking up, “All you need to do is be a


    handyman.”


    ncing at the paper in Genevieve''s hand, Armand roughly understood that she wanted to make


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    clothes for him and couldn''t help but smile silently.


    She put so much effort into it that even if the clothes didn''t turn out to be good-looking, he would wear


    them every day in the future.


    Armand spread his arms wide, making it easier for her to measure his arm length. “Darling, are you not


    angry?”


    Genevieve looked at the man with a puzzled expression. After about ten seconds, she finally


    understood what Armand was saying and asked in response, “Did you sleep with her?”


    Armand said helplessly, “No.”


    “So, you like her, and you''ve had an emotional affair?”


    “No.”


    “What do I have to be angry about?” Genevieve wrote on the paper with a pen, casually saying, “Your


    father can marry three wives, so I don''t find it strange that you know many women. Besides, we''re an


    old married couple, don''t I trust you?”


    Armand was worried that Scarlette had been too provocative earlier, causing Genevieve to overthink,


    but she didn''t seem to care about it at all.


    He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Genevieve say, “Even if you two have something


    going on, I''m not afraid. My family is so rich that I can still live a carefree life without you, and I can


    even find someone younger.”


    “Alright,” Armand interrupted Genevieve before she could say anything more, otherwise, he would be


    fuming with anger.


    Genevieve watched the man''s reaction and teased with a smile, “Didn''t you ask me first? If you really


    like it, I can make it happen for you. I''m not a stingy person.”


    Armand clenched his jaw and simply stopped responding to her words.


    Genevieve crouched down to help the man measure his pant length, pulling the measuring tape down


    from his waist.


    Armand had a well-proportioned body, with broad shoulders and narrow hips. His long, slender legs


    were perfectly straight, making him look like a lethal weapon.


    As Genevieve crouched down close to the man, she couldn''t help but see everything when she looked


    up.


    She suddenly remembered some conversations she had with Charlotte''s sisters about men, and


    decided to tease Armand a bit.


    “Mando.”


    “Hmm?” Armand lowered his gaze to look at her.


    Genevieve pulled the other end of the measuring tape to the ground, looked down at the numbers, and


    asked, “Which side do you usually prefer?”


    Armand said, “How did you suddenlye up with this question?”


    “I''m curious,” Genevieve nced at the space between his legs and raised an eyebrow, “I''ve heard that


    sitting with crossed legs can be ufortable for you guys. Is that true?”


    “Um.”


    Genevieve asked again, “If you wear tight pants, can you tell which side it''s ced on?”


    “Do you really want to know?”


    Armand lifted her hand and ced it on the belt, causing Genevieve to lean forward and almost bump


    into the man''s leg. “Why don''t you see for yourself?”


    Genevieve originally wanted to tease the man and see his amusing facial expressions, but she didn''t


    expect to be flirted with instead.