Chapter 890: Selective
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Fanxing smiled as she thought of Bo Jinchuan’s indecent behavior in private. Or perhaps, she thought of the intimate scene between the two of them and her face flushed shyly.
As such, the more she liked the dress, the more satisfied she was.
Turning around, she said to the salesperson beside her,
“This shirt…”
The salesperson walked closer with a smile on her face. She glanced at the shirt gently and replied hurriedly,
“You have good taste. This shirt has just been brought back from Country Y not long ago. However, because our brand specializes in men’s business clothes, very few people dare to try this shirt. However, it’s the work of our designer.”
She believed these words. A fashion designer would naturally have to spend some effort to invest in an “alternative” dress in a traditional brand.
Shen Fanxing smiled and lowered her head to take a closer look. She nodded in satisfaction.
“Yes, give it to me…”
Shen Fanxing was about to take off the shirt when someone tugged on one of its sleeves.
Her slender hands were fair and beautiful.
She wore a sparkling diamond ring on her index finger and an expensive lady’s watch on her wrist.
Shen Fanxing squinted at the design of the watch and realized that it was the same brand as the one on Bo Jinchuan’s wrist.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes filled with coldness.
She raised her head slowly and looked at the owner of the hands coldly.
Although she didn’t say anything, Shen Fanxing’s impatience was evident.
Yuan Sichun raised her eyes and smiled at her. She picked up the sleeve of her shirt and looked at the entire shirt. Then, her gaze landed on the buttons on the shirt. She raised the sleeve in her hand and lowered her head to look at the buttons of the same color. The smile on her face gradually disappeared and she frowned slightly.
Then, she looked at Shen Fanxing unhappily.
“Is this for Brother Bo?”
Shen Fanxing looked at her coldly and asked, “What does that have to do with you?”
Yuan Sichun frowned and said, “Since you’re with Brother Bo, why don’t you understand him at all? His clothes have always been simple and he doesn’t like complicated and fancy things…”
Shen Fanxing looked at her and saw her disappointment and accusation. She couldn’t help but sneer.
In the end, she took a deep breath and glanced at Yuan Sichun coldly before turning to the salesperson beside her.
“Wrap up this shirt, size 43.”
Seeing that Yuan Sichun was still pinching the sleeves of her shirt, Shen Fanxing loosened her grip and turned around to pick another suit for Bo Jinchuan.
Seeing how accurate Shen Fanxing was, the salesperson hurried forward with a smile.
“Okay, please wait a moment.”
With that, the salesperson turned to leave.
However, Yuan Sichun said,
“The size 43 is a little bigger. Take the size 42.”
The salesperson paused and turned to glance at Yuan Sichun before looking at Shen Fanxing.
Shen Fanxing’s lips were pursed tightly as she closed her eyes.
The few sales assistants beside them naturally noticed the competition.
Looking at Shen Fanxing’s restrained expression, they felt aggrieved for her.
What was this?
The mistress was showing off in front of the wife?
Even a man wearing a few sizes of clothes had to compete with his wife?
Force him to abdicate?
Did he have to be so arrogant?
After a long while, Shen Fanxing took a deep breath and opened her eyes slowly. She looked at the salesperson who was looking at her awkwardly and said, “It’s a size 43. Sorry to trouble you.”
The salesperson glanced at Yuan Sichun before leaving quickly.
“Really? Although there’s only a difference of one size, the effect will be much worse. Brother Bo’s clothes are custom-made and meticulous. If you buy too big, he might not wear it.”
Shen Fanxing turned around slowly and stared at Yuan Sichun coldly.
The smile on Yuan Sichun’s face deepened. “Brother Bo’s size has been fixed since a long time ago. The designer has been making clothes for him according to the size 42.”
Shen Fanxing took two steps back and reached out to stroke her forehead. After a cold sneer, she lowered her head and crossed her arms. She looked at Yuan Sichun calmly.
“Miss Yuan, as you said just now, that was a long time ago. As for now, I’m afraid even he doesn’t know.”
The smile on Yuan Sichun’s face didn’t falter. “Brother Bo is busy every day. It’s normal that he doesn’t know. Anyway, it’s fine as long as someone remembers. Sister-in-law… I see that Brother Bo’s figure hasn’t changed much. I’m just reminding you out of goodwill so that it won’t be inappropriate to buy it back. If you make Brother Bo unhappy, won’t it be equivalent to doing something bad out of goodwill?”
A kind reminder?
Ha…
Shen Fanxing gave her a cold stare and smiled sarcastically.
“Miss Yuan, I think you’re smart enough to understand that people change. For example, he was indeed in size 42 previously, but he’s wearing a size 43 now.”
Although he looked tall and thin, he still looked the same.
For so long, the person who had been with him day and night was me. In terms of familiarity with each other’s bodies, no one else could compare to him. His current body was indeed much stronger than before. There was no obvious surprise on his face, but he could only be clear after taking off his clothes. What do you think?”
The smile on Yuan Sichun’s face faded as Shen Fanxing spoke, leaving only anger.
“As for Miss Yuan’s kindness, I think it’s better not to waste it on me. No matter how much Ah Chuan hates me, that’s between us. He’s just throwing a tantrum at me. He can’t compare to some people in our country who don’t have enough to eat or wear. Why don’t you transfer your kindness to something meaningful, Miss Yuan?”
Shen Fanxing smiled lightly and her tone was gentle. However, if one took a closer look, the smile in her eyes was cold and sharp.
The expression on Yuan Sichun’s face was on the verge of exploding. The muscles on her beautiful face were trembling violently.
The few sales assistants pursed their lips and held back their laughter.
Looking at the aloof and harmless woman, he didn’t expect her to be so sharp-tongued.
However, wasn’t this courting humiliation?
The sales assistants walked away and couldn’t help but mutter,
“How satisfying. A mistress is trying to make her presence known. If it were me, I would give her two tight slaps.”
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