These women are shrewd; they know how to read people's expressions and how to flatter and fawn.
When Fu Yanshen and I first arrived, they were still observing our relationship. When Fu Yanshen asked me to help him measure his bust, waist, and hip measurements, and I blurted out his measurements, they must have thought that we had gotten back together.
“I remember that Miss Sheng used to come every month to have suits made for President Fu and to buy and match them with other items. We used to say in private that President Fu’s suits were definitely different every month.”
“Miss Sheng used to be so meticulous that she would carefully select and match even Mr. Fu’s cufflinks and tie clips. She always referred to Mr. Fu as her husband. She would definitely look incredibly handsome in this outfit.”
She also said that President Fu's figure is even more perfect than that of international supermodels; he's a natural clothes hanger!
The other saleswomen actually joined in the commotion, getting more and more excited as they talked.
Even though they all happened in my past life, each and every one of them vividly appears before my eyes.
Now, I can't help but sigh, how could Sheng Qiaoqiao have loved Fu Yanshen so much back then?
She loved him so much that her heart and eyes were only for him. She dressed him up from head to toe, took care of him, and wished she could stick to him 24 hours a day and never be separated from him for a moment.
A pair of burning eyes pulled me back to reality.
I swallowed hard, feeling a tightness in my throat.
Through the dressing mirror in front of me, a man in a suit and tie, with a refined and elegant demeanor, was staring at me intently with his deep eyes.
His eyes seemed to be churning with a variety of emotions, gradually shifting from joy and emotion to loss, with a hint of regret and bitterness...
His fists, hanging down at the sides of his trouser seams, were clenched tightly, as if he was enduring and restraining himself.
At this moment, he finally came to his senses, their eyes met, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
I looked away, calmly picked up a tie, and handed it to the saleswoman, saying, "This one will do."
"Alright, Miss Sheng's taste is as sophisticated as ever."
"That's right, she's an artist under Miss Sheng's management. Every time she goes on the red carpet, her looks are praised by the entire internet!"
The sales assistant practically took every opportunity to flatter me.
However, I have always been very confident in my aesthetic sense.
...
The moment Fu Yanshen emerged from the dressing room, the saleswomen gasped in amazement.
With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, his perfectly proportioned figure is accentuated by a crisp, dark suit that perfectly highlights his physique.
The man, with a strikingly handsome, pale face that could bring ruin to a country, stood there exuding confidence and domineering presence, as if he were a born leader.
I approached him and looked him over. "Mr. Fu, this is the one. Dark colors look dignified and are suitable for the occasion."
Fu Yanshen smiled gently, "I'll listen to you."
...
"Excuse me, who's paying the bill? Oh, and by the way, it's Miss Sheng's birthday today, so we'll give you a small gift with your payment—"
Before the saleswoman could finish speaking, Fu Yanshen had already handed over the black card.
She reminded me that today was my old birthday, and I haven't celebrated that birthday in a long time.
I don't have a birthday now.
Today is actually Fu Yanshen's birthday.
Amidst the saleswomen's shrill "Happy Birthday, Miss Sheng!" greetings, Fu Yanshen and I left the counter and entered the sightseeing elevator.
"Mr. Fu, I'll take a taxi myself."
When we got to the first floor, I pressed the button to open the elevator door, said this, and got out.
Fu Yanshen grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. "I'll take you."
I looked up at him and glared at him. "I don't want you to deliver it."
The elevator has reached B1.
Fu Yanshen frowned, his deep black eyes scrutinizing me. In an instant, he pulled me out of the elevator and behind a pillar in the corner.
I forcefully shook off his hand and turned around.
"Qiaoqiao, did I make you angry, or is it because of your birthday?" Fu Yanshen caught up with me and blocked my way.
He looked down at me and asked cautiously.
Both are available.
I thought I had long forgotten those unpleasant memories, but their reminders brought those dead memories back to haunt me.
I gritted my teeth and tried my best to control my emotions. "I'm not angry. I have things to do."
After calmly finishing my statement, I was about to walk around him.
Fu Yanshen pulled me into his arms. I struggled angrily, but his iron arms held me firmly. The more I struggled, the tighter he held me.
His unique scent enveloped me completely, and my nose involuntarily stung with tears.
“Qiaoqiao, my cold reaction to your birthday in the past wasn’t because you stole my birthday. Every time it’s your birthday, I want to prepare something for you, and I get angry at myself when I realize I have that thought.”
"The more I care about you, the colder I become. I don't allow myself to care about you."
"I am a person with only hatred in my heart, and it is impossible for me to love anyone."
A deep, magnetic male voice came from above my head. I gradually stopped struggling, and at the same time, the grievances and pain that had been sealed deep in my heart surged up.
I kicked his shin hard, my heart clenching.
"That time in northern Myanmar, on your birthday, I specially prepared a red dress for you. The first time I met you, you were also wearing red, and that day also happened to be your birthday. That day, I actually wanted to tell you that I listened to you and secretly killed Shi Xia behind Shi Jin's back to avenge you, so that you wouldn't think that I let Shi Xia go for Shi Jin's sake."
Listening to his explanation, I clenched my fists tightly again and again.
"Fu Yanshen, what's the point of saying all this now?" I said bitterly, tears falling uncontrollably. "That night, you used me like a sex toy in the car, saying I was a substitute for Shi Jin. Do you know how humiliated I felt when I got out of the car and passed by Shi Jin, disheveled?"
Even if a broken mirror is glued back together, the cracks will still remain.
Fu Yanshen released me, and his fingers gently wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes. "It's my fault. I'm not asking for your forgiveness."
"I just wanted to tell you that you weren't just having wishful thinking before."
His voice was hoarse, and when I looked up, I met his deep eyes, which were brimming with affection.
I looked away. "If you hadn't left after I came back from London, and hadn't said these things to me, perhaps I would have forgiven you..."
While in London, I fell for him again, and at that time, I felt that he loved me, but in the end, he dealt me a devastating blow.
Although I know he has his reasons.
Fu Yanshen remained silent for a long while before speaking, "I understand."
"Let's go, I'll take you home."
I got into the car with him, sat down, leaned back in the seat, and closed my eyes to rest.
Love is a very painful thing; just thinking about it makes me feel exhausted.
When the car arrived downstairs, I was half asleep when Fu Yanshen called me. I was so sleepy that I raised my hand and pushed his face away.
"Shall I carry you up?" His voice sounded very gentle and soft.
I wasn't so agitated anymore, so I just hummed in agreement and went back to sleep.
...
I woke up to find myself lying in my own bed, clinging to someone like a koala with my arms and legs...
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