Just at this moment.
The shopping guide said, "Sir, come out to try on clothes."
Qiao Nian looked up and saw a man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist wearing the shirt she had chosen, with his cuffs half-rolled up. His fingers were slender and white, with distinct joints like a work of art.
The whole person is proud and outstanding, exceptionally outstanding.
"How is it?" Ye Wangchuan looked at her.
Qiao Nian was stunned for a moment, and sat there looking up and down calmly, with his chin propped up by his hand, nodding with certainty: "It looks good!"
Next, Ye Wangchuan tried on the seven or eight pieces of clothing that Qiao Nian had picked for him one by one.
He himself is a walking clothes rack.
Qiao Nian has a keen eye, and every piece of clothing he chooses is particularly suitable for him. Each has its own style, but they all suit him.
Ye Wangchuan changed his clothes and came out, handing the seven or eight pieces of clothing he had tried on to the shopping guide: "Please pack them all for me."
Then he took out his wallet, pulled out a black card and handed it over: "Swipe this card, the password is 253418."
"Okay, okay." The salesperson took it with a mixture of surprise and joy, and said hurriedly, "Please wait a moment, sir. I'll pack it right away."
The clothes here cost five figures each.
The more expensive clothes cost just over six figures.
There are quite a few customers who come here to buy clothes, but only a few of them buy seven or eight pieces at a time without blinking an eye.
Because generally this type of customer has their brand's new season clothes delivered directly to their home, and the shopping guide doesn't know how lucky he is to have such a customer come to make a purchase.
They receive commissions in addition to their salary.
They are eager to have guests like Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan.
The salesperson packed the clothes they bought in no time and handed the shopping bag to the young man, not forgetting to remind him considerately: "Sir, if it is inconvenient for you to take it, you only need to give us your address and we can deliver it to your home."
Ye Wangchuan was extremely patient as he carried the shopping bag to that station, creating a scene for himself: "No, I'll get it myself."
The salesperson immediately fell silent: "Okay." He turned around and called the girl: "Let's go and look for what you want to buy."
Qiao Nian raised his hand and pulled down his cap. He paused for a moment after walking out of the store and couldn't help but say, "Just now..."
She just started talking.
Someone took my hand and put it firmly into my pocket.
Ye Wangchuan naturally held her hand, feeling extremely happy: "Does Qiao Shen really think I'm a gigolo?"
"Cough cough." Qiao Nian choked.
Ye Wangchuan used his other hand to patiently calm her down. When the girl calmed down, he took his hand back: "I don't have much money, but I still have money for the date."
He took Qiao Nian's hand again and said, "Let's go. I'll pay for today."
…
M continent.
Nie Qingru's residence.
The black Lincoln drove into the manor and stopped steadily outside the castle-like building.
The servant trotted over and opened the back door, carefully protecting the high part of the car frame for fear that the person inside would hit his head.
Nie Qingru got out of the car. The wide brim of her hat covered her aging face, but could not hide her aggressive aura.
None of the servants dared to look up at her.
She rushed inside, took off her gloves and threw them on the ground.
Immediately a maid would see it, take small steps over to pick it up, wash it, put it away, and return it to her cloakroom.
Nie Qingru didn't care about these little things. She walked to the large second-hand leather sofa where she usually liked to sit, took a bottle of wine, and asked the servant to bring glasses and ice cubes.
(End of this chapter)