Mu Lezhu, led by the shopping assistant, arrived at the fitting room. The shopping assistant offered to help her dress, but Mu Lezhu refused, feeling a bit uncomfortable with others around while trying on clothes.
So, when the assistant brought her to the fitting room door, she took the clothes herself and went in. Soon, she ca out wearing the first dress, turned around in front of the full-length mirror, and had no intention of showing Lu Jingang, nor did she give the assistant a chance to praise her, unsatisfied, she pursed her lips and directly returned to the fitting room.
Several shopping assistants had already put praise on their lips, ready to speak, but before they could open their mouths, Mu Lezhu had already returned to the fitting room, suddenly surprising them.
On Lu Jingang’s side, things were much simpler. He picked out a suit, changed, and was satisfied. He was actually quite picky about food, clothing, and other things, especially clothing, where he had his own eye and taste.
Many social dia say Lu Jingang is a fashion male model in the business world, always dressed in a way that makes won’s hearts flutter. Plus, he’s so handso, cold, and cool—the type many girls like.
So, when he ca over wearing that outfit, Mu Lezhu was still trying on her second outfit, not having co out yet. He just directly sat on a sofa not far away to wait.
The store manager, perceptive, had soone bring over a cup of coffee and so sweet treats and fruits.
When Mu Lezhu ca out of the fitting room, she glanced up and saw Lu Jingang sitting there. She couldn’t help but be stunned, her steps halting abruptly, and on her face was apparent surprise, resembling a question of ’Why is he here?’
"Miss Mu, this outfit is from the famous designer Allens, the latest model of this season. Your skin is fair, and your figure is good; it fits you perfectly." During Mu Lezhu’s mont of daze, a shopping assistant ca over, praising with a most sincere smile, without exaggeration or affectation.
Even though it sounded sincere, Mu Lezhu didn’t take her words to heart, as she always felt they were three parts truth, three parts play-acting.
Mu Lezhu glanced at the assistant, gave a symbolic smile, then her gaze fell on Lu Jingang again. She realized his outfit had changed and understood his clothes had already been chosen.
But when his gaze was cast over, Mu Lezhu just happened to withdraw hers, turning to the full-length mirror to see if this outfit suited her.
"The neckline’s cut is very three-dinsional, and the back has a hollow design, blending elegance with a touch of subtle sexiness. It especially suits Miss Mu’s temperant." While Mu Lezhu was carefully examining the dress in the mirror, the nearby assistant praised again and explained incidentally.
Looking at the effect of the outfit worn, Mu Lezhu was actually sowhat satisfied in her heart. The style, color, and design were ones she liked, and they also matched her usual style.
"Change." After Mu Lezhu turned twice, a chilly, deep male voice suddenly ca from behind, instantly bringing the whole room’s temperature below zero, becoming utterly silent.
Mu Lezhu once again froze, unconsciously turned her head to look at him, and saw his handso face still cold, his dense eyebrows furrowed into a ’川’ shape, his thin lips lightly pressed, and his vulture-like dark eyes reflecting so displeasure, indifferently staring at her.
"Are you talking to ?" Mu Lezhu snapped out of it, looking at him with confusion and questioning.
"Who else?" Lu Jingang slightly curled his lips, emitting two chilling tones.
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