Su Rou thought, her eyes couldn’t help but feel sour. The sense of powerlessness that she couldn’t seem to catch up with Lu Moqing’s footsteps made her heart even more bitter.
And underneath the bitterness, the unwillingness that was derived beca even more intense.
She wondered why she had to live so humbly in front of Lu Moqing, just nodding and bowing, unable to act as recklessly as Qiaoxu did in front of him?
After various ntal constructions in her heart, Su Rou looked up at Lu Moqing. Yet, the courage she mustered up upon eting his deep sea-like eyes shrank back.
She could only give a dry laugh while looking at Lu Moqing and explained:
"Momoqing, this is my mom."
Upon hearing this, Lu Moqing’s face showed surprise and then he nodded. The coldness on his face subsided a bit.
It seed as if he was truly unaware of Su Suqin, which was why he had rudely interrupted her words earlier.
He apologizes:
"I’m sorry, I don’t rember."
Su Suqin knew that he didn’t rember, so she had no suspicion regarding his explanation.
But seeing the mocking expressions on the faces of those sales clerks, her eyes were filled with resentnt.
"It’s okay, we haven’t seen each other for a long ti, it’s normal for you not to rember ."
She couldn’t really say, "You have amnesia, that’s why you don’t rember , right?"
Su Suqin’s heart was choked with sobs.
Seeing those sales clerks’ expressions, she knew that these two despicable salespeople thought she was trying to save face.
Lu Moqing indifferently humd in agreent. Thinking of the slaps Su Rou received from Qiao Xu just now, he decided to appease her. He looked at Su Rou and said:
"Since you’re here, pick out any clothes you like, charge it to my account."
I’ll pay back my wife later!
Lu. Pauper. Soft Rice Man. Overbearing President silently added a sentence in his heart.
Upon hearing Lu Moqing’s words, the feeling of loss in Su Rou’s heart dissipated quite a bit.
He looked at Su Suqin and said:
"Ms. Su, if you see anything you like, you can buy it as well."
Anyway, I’m spending my wife’s money.
Upon hearing this, Su Suqin’s face showed delight. She knew Lu Moqing before he had amnesia and that he had a closed-off temperant. So even if his attitude wasn’t that close, she wouldn’t think too much about it.
She imdiately thanked him with a happy expression and shot a triumphant look at the sales clerks.
She walked up to the counter, took the new catalog of their designer and boss, Sherry Huang’s latest collection, and flipped through it.
The first page was Sherry Huang’s top-selling dress. Since it was the only one, hand-stitched by Sherry Huang herself, and expensive, it wasn’t guaranteed that one could even buy it.
It was considered a rare and hard-to-find piece of clothing.
Su Suqin pointed to that dress and told Su Rou:
"This dress must look best on you. Since Moqing wants to give it to you, don’t be polite with him."
Between the words, she deliberately tried to pull Lu Moqing and Su Rou together, as if she was afraid others wouldn’t know about their relationship.
Moreover, she purposefully emphasized in front of the salespeople that it was Lu Moqing who wanted to give the dress to Su Rou. Upon hearing this, outsiders would easily be led to speculate about their relationship.
The sales clerks couldn’t help but roll their eyes inwardly.
Being a mistress indeed had no moral values. Even being scolded by others, they still had a sense of superiority in their hearts.
Upon hearing Su Suqin’s words, Lu Moqing felt annoyed and disgusted.
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