"Mm, okay." After Cen Jin agreed, she took out her phone and called Liu Zhiyan, asking where she was and if she had ti.
When Liu Zhiyan received Cen Jin’s call, her heart skipped a beat, already preparing for the worst. After a mont of silence, she said, "Sister Cen Jin, can it be in the evening? I have so private matters now and I can’t leave."
"Okay, see you in the evening then. Let’s et at Shangxia Ke where we ate last ti! Is seven o’clock okay?" Cen Jin replied calmly, not insisting that she et her now nor did she want to apply pressure. She asked her about the address.
"Okay."
"Mm, well then... goodbye."
At that mont, Jiang Baizhou, who just got into the car and hadn’t yet started it, saw her hang up the phone, rolled down the window, and asked, "What’s up?"
Cen Jin shrugged and walked around the car to open the passenger door, sitting in and fastening her seatbelt: "She said she has sothing going on now and can only co in the evening. It doesn’t matter, it’s just a matter of a few hours. Didn’t you say you would accompany shopping? Speaking of which, we haven’t gone shopping in a while, and now there are many new arrivals, will you co with to check them out?"
Jiang Baizhou smiled, and it was evident she was in a much better mood than before. He nodded in agreent, "Sure, I don’t have much going on this afternoon."
When they arrived at Changxing Road, Jiang Baizhou parked the car in Jiayun Mall’s parking lot, and Cen Jin dragged him to start browsing won’s clothing from the third floor. Perhaps it was because she hadn’t shopped in a long ti, Cen Jin’s elegance was quite good. She wasn’t affected by the plagiarism incident in the competition, nor did she care about online developnts.
Actually, Cen Jin always had a fear of making choices, but Jiang Baizhou was famously decisive. So, every ti she tried on clothes, Cen Jin would try on the ones she liked and ask for his opinion. As long as Jiang Baizhou said okay, she would have the sales assistants package them up. In just an hour, Cen Jin visited only four stores, and Jiang Baizhou was already holding five or six bags.
Looking at the bags in his hands and her enthusiastic expression, Jiang Baizhou felt a bit helpless. Before he could finish his thought, Cen Jin dragged him into another store, asking the assistant if she could try on the clothes on the mannequin by the entrance.
Hearing this, Jiang Baizhou tilted his head to glance at the outfit she ntioned. It was a spring set skirt, with the top being an orange chiffon off-the-shoulder blouse, and the puff sleeves design looked very girly. The bottom was a white slit pencil skirt, which made it look elegant, even a bit sexy.
Imagining how she would look in the outfit, Jiang Baizhou’s brows furrowed deeper and deeper. When the assistant said it could be tried on and was about to take the clothes off the mannequin, Jiang Baizhou firmly grabbed Cen Jin’s hand, coldly interrupting their conversation: "No need, thank you." After saying that, he pulled Cen Jin out of the store.
Cen Jin was baffled as she was yanked out, staring at him in confusion, pulling her hand from his grasp: "What are you doing? I haven’t tried on the clothes yet!"
"No need to try."
"Why not?"
"Not good looking."
"Not good looking?" Cen Jin asked, turning to glance again at the outfit on the mannequin: "I think it’s quite good looking! What part isn’t?"
"All of it, let’s go to the next store." Jiang Baizhou’s handso face showed a mont of disdain as he slightly dismissed the outfit with a glance, then took her small hand again and walked forward.
"But... I think that outfit is really nice! It would look elegant! Pair it with so high heels, and it’d be stunning, perfectly fitting the vibe of ’I’m the most beautiful on this street’. The last ti I saw Ling Ran wearing a similar set, I wanted to buy one myself." Cen Jin had always yearned for that kind of strong, cool style, but unfortunately never had the opportunity to try it. Sotis, she actually envied Lu Shishu’s fashion style.
"It’s not right for you."
"Why?" Cen Jin pouted, glaring at him angrily: "What do you an it’s not suitable for ?"
Seeing how persistent she was, Jiang Baizhou couldn’t help but smile helplessly. He pulled her forcefully into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead: "You’re suited for more ethereal clothes, like... the one you’re wearing now."
Upon hearing this, Cen Jin looked down at her cream-colored long dress, raised her eyes at him, and squinted, "I rember last ti at Ling Ran’s house for her birthday celebration, you didn’t say that."
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