Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

Chu Bingshan, who was "talking intimately" with Lisa, seemed to completely treat her as a transparent person.

Yan Qingruo pouted, and immediately turned her head back.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Yan, this issue is not within our professional scope."

The saleswoman with a measuring tape answered while measuring her waist.

"Is this a custom-made dress?"

Yan Qingruo saw that her waist was measured and her bust and hip were measured, it seemed that it was a custom-made rhythm.

She raised her wrist and glanced at her watch. It was only three and a half hours before the party, and minus the half-hour drive, there were still three hours.

Even the top dress shops in the world cannot make a dress in such a short period of time.

"No, we have all the sizes here, we don't tailor clothes, we just pick the exact size for you."

While talking, they had already finished the measurement work in hand, and brought Yan Qingruo into a room.

This is the first time that Yan Qingruo has received this kind of treatment in her life. She feels that it is a replica of Meteor Garden now, except that Daoming Temple's rough dressing up is not happening at his home, but in this high-end dress called /Aiqing in store.

Soon, Yan Qingruo's first dress-up game was completed, and those shop assistants took her to Ruoda's dressing room at the back, and changed her into a long white dress with bricks and hanging down the floor. Show body curves.

Chu Mu, who was casually flipping through magazines while drinking coffee, saw Yan Qingruo raised her eyes when she came out of it, and her eyes involuntarily stayed on her body for a few more seconds.

Yan Qingruo saw that he narrowed his eyes slightly, even Lisa, who was sitting quietly at the side, couldn't help snapping her tongue, she looked herself up and down.

"no!"

Under the guidance of the shop staff, Yan Qingruo turned around in front of Chu Mu. Chu Mu's eyes fell on the perfect curve behind Yan Qingruo's back. Even though she didn't show her whole body, she still couldn't hide her seductive demeanor.

Especially the high buttocks, supported by the fishtail, look full and upright.

"why!"

Seeing that the gown she worked so hard to put on was rejected by Chu Mu in a second, Yan Qingruo was a hundred times unconvinced.

Although she didn't look in the mirror in advance, she could see that she was beautiful in this dress in everyone's eyes.

Chu Mu tightened his fingers holding the magazine, with a look on his face that could not tolerate the slightest doubt from others.

"I said no, but no!"

In front of Chu Mu, God's opinion is not important, let alone anyone else's opinion.

He said no, it was no good, there was no reason, and there was no need for a reason.

Biting the corner of her lips, Yan Qingruo walked into that exaggerated and outrageous dressing room together with those slightly disappointed female shop assistants.

Yan Qingruo witnessed the whole process of the light in the eyes of those beautiful female shop assistants from shining to dim. She was angry in her heart, but when she saw the loss of these shop assistants, she patiently let them mess with her.

After that, Yan Qingruo tried a few more things, but Chu Mu denied them in a second without giving her any reason.

"No."

After finishing speaking, Chu Mu turned around and continued talking with Lisa.

In the end, Yan Qingruo couldn't take it anymore, she stood there in Hetiangao and kept trying on clothes, but he just took a look and continued to talk about work intimately with his good secretary.

Yan Qing couldn't do such a job!

So, she limped over in high heels, reached out her hand unceremoniously and snatched the document from Chu Mu's hand, leaving it neatly on the ground.

She put her hands on her waist, blushed with a smiling face, and looked swollen like a red balloon about to blow up.

"Chu Mu! What are you going to do! Are you playing with me?"

Chu Mu, who was rudely thrown away by Yan Qingruo with important documents, just raised his eyebrows slightly, and he even turned his face slowly with some movements, looking at her with a complicated expression.

"Do you think I'm bored enough to spend an afternoon playing with you?"

For Chu Mu, one afternoon is enough for him to acquire a company, or sign dozens of important documents, earning tens of millions.

But now Yan Qingruo has completely lost her mind, and Chu Mu's attitude brought her to the verge of collapse.

She remembered what Chu Mu said before to give her a good afternoon. It turned out that it was just for her to enjoy the intimate conversation between him and the beautiful secretary while doing physical work.

"Okay, since it's the dress I'm wearing, then I can do as I like, please don't interfere too much with Mr. Chu."

A sneer hung on Yan Qingruo's face, and the flames of anger were burning in her eyes.

Lisa quickly squatted on the ground to pick up the document that Yan Qingruo had dropped, and gave her a reproachful look.

"Miss Yan, I think you must have misunderstood Mr. Chu. Mr. Chu took time out of his busy schedule to try on dresses with you, just hoping to choose the most suitable one for you, even this store"

"Enough, Lisa!"

Chu Mu stood up and planned on Lisa, but just gave her a cold look, Lisa shut her mouth wisely and stepped aside.

Chu Mu approached Yan Qingruo in two steps, stretched out his fingers and lifted Yan Qingruo's slender chin vigorously, making her look at him with the most defenseless posture.

Due to wearing high heels, Yan Qingruo, who usually could only reach Chu Mu's shoulders, could reach his neck when she raised her face.

Chu Mu bowed slightly, his eyes lingered on Yan Qingruo's face until they fell on her pale and bloodless lips.

"My Ruoruo, what reason do you want?"

Yan Qingruo's chin was pinched tightly by Chu Mu, and it was very difficult to speak. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and moistened her dry throat.

"No, I, the reason for the dress."

Her eyes still showed no sign of weakness.

"The first white mermaid, do you really want to wear a wedding dress with me? The second, a little black evening dress, does it fit the image of a charity gala organizer? The third, a big red silk dress, do you think you are in As the host?"

When he said this, Chu Mu sneered again.

"Others, do you need any reason from me? Ruoruo, take a good look at this one on your body again. Is the yellow color so exaggerated, is it really suitable?"

Chu Mu spoke so clearly that Yan Qingruo was powerless to refute, but she was as smart as she, and immediately found out that something was wrong.

"Does it mean that you don't have a suitable dress in your heart? If so, is there still a need to try it? A waste of everyone's time."

A cold snort came from Yan Qingruo's throat, and her chin was pinched by Chu Mu's fingers and was about to break.

She raised her hand and grabbed his wrist, trying to use her own strength to make him lighter, but in the end she was overwhelmed.

Chu Mu's hand slammed hard, and then let go of Yan Qingruo's poor chin.

"Waiter, come here and find this dress and give it to Miss Yan to try."

Chu Mu turned around under Yan Qingruo's glaring gaze, took out the magazine he had been flipping through since he came in, and handed it to the clerk.

"Good Mr. Chu."

The anger in Yan Qingruo's heart still persisted. She just swore to herself that she would not let Chu Mu manipulate her, so she sat down on the seat where Chu Mu had just sat, crossed her legs, and said that she was going on strike.

Chu Mu turned around and stood tall and straight in front of her, his voice sounded like thunder above her head.

"You have the right to choose to go on strike. Similarly, you don't have to go to the charity gala. I will announce the cancellation immediately."

Yan Qingruo looked up in horror at Chu Mu, who was as tall and severe as a mountain, his eyes seemed to say that there was no room for negotiation.

In view of the weakness in the hand of the person in front of her, Yan Qingruo immediately stood up obediently, with a sweet smile on her face, and did not forget to reach out to hold Chu Mu's firm arm.

"Mr. Chu, I was just joking with you just now, please sit down."

With that said, she bent down and asked Chu Mu to sit down.

As a result, the moment she bent down, because the neckline of the dress was too low, a large piece of beautiful scenery on her chest was exposed. In the blink of an eye, Chu Mu had a panoramic view of the scenery on her chest.

Yan Qingruo followed Chu Mu's gaze, looked down at her own turbulent waves, and opened her eyes wide.

She immediately stood up covering her chest, holding back the anger in her heart, staring at Chu Mu with contemptuous eyes, and for a long time, she could only hold back one sentence.

"Okay, I'll change it right away!"

After speaking, I consciously walked to the dressing room.

With this oolong, even if Chu Mu didn't ask for it, she would never wear this fancy dress!

"Miss Yan, it's ready."

This time, Yan Qingruo changed into the dress designated by Chu Mu. It was a long gray dress, not tight, but not too loose. It was ankle-length and straight in shape.

Conservative round neck, the chain bones are not exposed, except for some scattered feathers inlaid on the skirt corners, there is no bright spot in the whole skirt.

Standing in front of the mirror, Yan Qingruo really couldn't laugh or cry.

"Do you think this looks good?"

Yan Qingruo turned around in front of the large mirror in the dressing room, and asked the shop assistants with an embarrassed smile.

Under Yan Qingruo's puzzled eyes, they bowed their heads in silence for a while, and then a female shop assistant mustered up her courage to express her opinion.

"Miss Yan, I don't think the clothes on you are sexy or beautiful, but they are stylish and dignified without losing elegance."

When someone started, others also expressed their opinions.

"Yes, solemn and generous, very different from those enchanting women."

"And it still looks warm."

Yan Qingruo felt that she probably couldn't get their true thoughts out of their mouths, so she gave a dry cough and was about to go out, but just as she opened the door, she heard another sound.

"It turns out that President Chu was dissatisfied with the previous ones because they were not conservative enough. Ms. Yan, it seems that President Chu really puts you on the top of his heart."

on the apex?Even this should be taken care of or called on the apex of the heart?Yan Qingruo complained in her heart that she couldn't agree with their point of view.