Everyone present was petrified.
I don't understand the situation at all.
The first reaction of the two counter ladies was that this noble gentleman was given to the wrong person, right
Didn't he buy the dress for the eldest lady of the Chang family? Why did you give that unearthed cultural relic that had fallen into the ground
Chang Qiuwen seemed to have been hit hard, her face was frighteningly white, and her whole body was trembling.
So... so infuriating.
Don't be so insulting!
She stared hard at Bo Moyan, tears welling up in her eyes.
Shen Ning held the shopping bag in her arms and stared at Bo Moyan blankly. She didn't react at all.
There is only one reason why Bo Moyan can appear here, he has been following her!
Otherwise it wouldn't be such a coincidence.
Even if he, a grown man, wanted to go shopping, he would not go to a women's clothing store.
But why should he follow her? Is it because of what Mr. Bo said
still…
Shen Ning bit her lip, her heart trembling. She stared intently at the man in front of her who looked like Mo Chuan, with hope in her eyes.
If he really had Mo Chuan's memory, then she wouldn't be surprised at all by his actions today.
But is he really Mo Chuan
Why was he still looking at her with the same cold eyes, no different from looking at a stranger
But he kept following her and appeared at the most critical moment to save her.
Shen Ning really couldn't see through him more and more.
Bo Moyan's cold and distant gaze moved away from her face, walked around the store, and then returned to her face, frowning slightly.
Shen Ning understood what he meant instantly.
He was asking her if there was anything else she wanted
She shook her head: "No more."
Bo Moyan nodded slightly, grabbed her wrist, and strode away.
Shen Ning couldn't help being led by him and walked a few steps.
"Wait a minute," she called suddenly.
Bo Moyan paused and looked back at her, with a look of impatience on his face.
"I still have a lot of things in that store. They are all specialties from the capital that I bought." Shen Ning pointed to the large and small bags of things she bought in the store.
Bo Moyan frowned again.
Shen Ning's heart skipped a beat.
Even his frown movements were exactly the same as Mo Chuan's.
Bo Moyan let go of his hand holding her wrist and strode back to the store.
Seeing the handsome guy come back, the two cabinet girls and Chang Qiuwen's eyes lit up.
It was only then that Chang Qiuwen regained the power of language. She hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and said hello delicately: "Master Bo, you..."
But Bo Moyan didn't even look at her. He thought she was blocking his way, so he pulled her aside. Then he walked over, picked up a dozen bags on the ground, turned around and walked out in a stride.
Chang Qiuwen and the two counter sisters opened their eyes in disbelief.
Such a man would actually take things for a woman
Chang Qiuwen was almost crazy with jealousy.
The Mr. Bo she admired was an upright man with an iron frame that could not be bent by rocks. How could he ruin his outlook by carrying a bunch of worthless junk for that country girl
Isn't she hallucinating
Or maybe the man in front of me is not the eldest son of the Bo family at all!
Although Bo Moyan was carrying more than a dozen bags of things, he could still free up one hand with ease, firmly hold Shen Ning's wrist, and lead her down.
The two entered the elevator, and Bo Moyan still didn't let go of his hand.
There were many people in the elevator, and the two of them were squeezed close together.
The tip of her nose was pressed against his chest, and a pleasant breath hit her face.
But it wasn't the Mo Chuan's scent she was once familiar with.