The dragon tribe's most beloved little princess found herself in an era of scarcity, lacking clothes and food. Fortunately, she had a grandmother who doted on her as if she were the apple of he...
Chapter 827 I want to lock her up
He Junlin then turned and left with a flourish.
Because they were brought by Young Master He, the store staff did not dare to neglect them.
The store manager stood in front of the two men, bowed, and ushered them inside, saying, "Please come in, gentlemen!"
Helian Jiao walked in first with her head held high, followed by Gu Tingyun. The first thing they saw was a row of gorgeous and exquisite dresses, dazzling under the lights.
"Mr. Gu, Ms. Chen, we have freshly ground coffee. Would you like a latte or a mocha?" the manager asked softly.
Gu Tingyun said calmly, "Plain water is fine."
Neither he nor his son likes to drink coffee.
"Okay." The store manager's smile remained unchanged, without the slightest surprise or disdain.
Having worked in this field for so many years, she has met all sorts of wealthy people with all sorts of hobbies, and drinking plain water is just a normal hobby for her.
Immediately, a staff member poured two glasses of water and brought them over.
At that moment, two other shop assistants came over pushing a row of dresses.
Each piece was gorgeous, but either the hem was too short, barely covering the hips, or it had a deep V-neck that went all the way up to the waist and abdomen, and they were all very tight-fitting.
Because wealthy young men usually bring women to the store to buy clothes that accentuate their curves and highlight their figures, so they can show off when they go out.
Gu Tingyun, however, was quite disgusted and went to pick out a red dress herself. "Sweetie, go try this one on."
"good."
The little princess isn't particularly picky about her clothes.
The shop assistant took out the red dress and said respectfully, "The dressing room is this way, please follow me."
Helian Jiao followed the shop assistant into the dressing room, while Gu Tingyun waited at the door.
The store manager stepped forward and respectfully asked, "Young Master Gu, why don't you try on a suit?"
"I'm not in a hurry," Gu Tingyun said calmly.
After a while, the locker room door opened from the inside.
Helian Jiao walked out in a red dress and stunned the shop assistants!
Her beautiful long hair cascaded down her back, and her red dress and snow-white skin created a striking visual impact, making her delicate and pure face appear strangely alluring.
And the skirt size is just right.
Gu Tingyun's eyes darkened, and the sinister thought of locking her up and not letting others see her resurfaced in his mind.
The next second, he skillfully suppressed the thought.
His affection for Helian Jiao had overcome his instinctive possessiveness.
The shop assistant standing nearby saw this.
"So beautiful!"
"This dress looks absolutely stunning on you."
"Yes, it's as if it was tailor-made for you!"
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Gu Tingyun, however, noticed with her sharp eyes that a little bit of skin was still showing on both sides of her waist, so she immediately picked out another little blue dress: "Sweetie, this one doesn't look good, change into this one."
The shop assistants were taken aback and looked at each other in bewilderment.
No way!
This is absolutely gorgeous!
But the customer is king, so they kept quiet and didn't say a word.
Helian Jiao didn't think much of it, turned around and went back to the dressing room, changed into the little blue dress, and when she came out, the shop assistants gave her another round of heartfelt compliments.
While blue may not be as striking as red, it possesses a more noble and refined quality.
Seeing that this outfit only revealed one shoulder and calf, Gu Tingyun was finally satisfied!
I also changed into a suit.
He was tall and had long legs. He wore a well-tailored suit, and his brows exuded a cold and noble air.
But when his gaze fell on Helian Jiao, it revealed tenderness and doting affection.
He has good taste, and both of them are good clothes hangers; they look good in anything.
(End of this chapter)