Chapter 110 He Tingchen's Habit
Lin Rushuang just thought it was funny: "I can't afford to support you."
Not to mention He Tingchen's financial resources, and his eccentric personality, who would dare to support him?
Raising He Tingchen is like raising a tiger by your side.
Who knows when this tiger will jump out and bite you.
There was a knock on the door at this time.
Lin Rushuang turned around and saw the man who had driven He Tingchen before walk in. He should be his assistant.
"Mr. He, I have bought what you want."
He placed some clothes on the bedside table and pointed to the white box on it.
"Yours, go to the bathroom and change, and wash your face, it looks ugly like this."
Lin Rushuang thought the first half of his sentence was pretty good, but the second half made her frown.
She subconsciously reached out and touched her face, murmuring.
"Is it that ugly?"
"Look in the mirror yourself."
He Tingchen looked away and took out the remaining clothes from the bag, his movements a little slowly.
Lin Rushuang could only take the clothes into the bathroom. When she saw herself in the mirror, her face was covered in dust, and she looked like a beggar.
Okay, it's a bit ugly.
Fortunately, she is not the kind of woman with a fragile heart.
When she took out the underwear, she was a little surprised. He Tingchen was too attentive.
Moreover, the style of this underwear made Lin Rushang blush. She held the shoulder strap with her fingertips and took a quick look at it.
The black lace edge is faintly visible, but not completely black. It has a hollow feel, giving people a mysterious feeling.
She curled her lips.
I really can't believe that He Tingchen would like this style.
He thought he would like the kind of strict and methodical one, but then he thought, how could a man like the kind of serious and dignified one.
How boring.
Her underwear was still wearable, but she was a bit of a germaphobe, so she changed it quickly.
Unexpectedly, He Tingchen seemed to remember her size and bought it exactly the same.
When she thought of this, Lin Rushang's ears couldn't help but blush.
I always feel like I am exposed in front of him, with nowhere to hide.
The skirt was still very conservative, an ordinary short-sleeved skirt. Lin Rushang was a little puzzled, wondering if there was something wrong with He Tingchen.
I feel like this person's preferences are quite different, and what he expresses inside and out is different.
But she didn't need to care so much. After this matter was over, she could leave.
When Lin Rushang walked out, the assistant was still struggling to change He Tingchen's clothes. He Tingchen was unable to use force with his hands, so he could only ask the assistant to help pull it down.
As a result, the T-shirt got stuck on He Tingchen's head. Even without looking at He Tingchen's face, Lin Rushang could feel a cold aura emanating from him at this moment.
The assistant was even busier and sweating profusely.
He Tingchen immediately prepared to take action himself.
The assistant hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "Mr. He, the doctor said you can't move. If you break the wound, you'll have to sew it up again later."
"Are you going to let me sleep like this tonight?"
He Tingchen's voice was tinged with gloom, and Lin Rushang, who was standing at the bathroom door, couldn't help but shiver.
But He Tingchen looked so funny now, it was really funny. She carefully took out her cell phone and took a picture of He Tingchen.
He Tingchen obviously had no more patience. He grabbed the T-shirt and was about to pull it down, but Lin Rushang hurried forward.
"I'll do it."
When the assistant saw Lin Rushuang coming out, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss Lin, thank you for your help."
He felt that if he failed to help Mr. He put on his clothes again today, he might not even be able to keep his job tomorrow.
Lin Rushang walked to He Tingchen's side and pulled He Tingchen's hand down.
"You're so impatient. That's not like you at all."
She held both ends of the clothes and pulled them down. It was indeed a bit tight.
Lin Rushuang turned her head and asked the assistant who was wiping the cold sweat next to her.
"Did you buy clothes that are too small?"
"The salesperson told me that this is Mr. He's size. How could it be so small?"
Lin Rushuang looked at the clothes again. The bottom was fine, but the collar on the upper part was obviously too small.
She said to He Tingchen half-jokingly.
"He Tingchen, you didn't drink too much Sanlu milk powder and your head got bigger, right? Why can everyone else wear their clothes but you can't?"
Upon hearing this, He Tingchen immediately prepared to take action again.
"Who told you this is my problem? It's clearly the clothes' problem. Call that clothing store right now and tell them to close down tomorrow."
The assistant's forehead was covered with more cold sweat.
"yes."
Lin Rushang finally pulled He Tingchen's clothes off his head. He Tingchen's cheeks were red from the clothes, and his eyes looked very resentful.
She looks like a bullied young wife.
Lin Rushuang couldn't help but turned her head and smiled. In fact, she was very restrained, but He Tingchen could still see it from her shaking shoulders.
His deep voice sounded behind her.
"Lin Rushuang, are you making fun of me?"
Lin Rushuang waved her hands hurriedly: "No, no, my eyes are just a little itchy, how could I..."
When she said this, she suddenly felt something was wrong. She reached out and tugged at He Tingchen's clothes, only to find that there was still a piece of them connected.
Lin Rushuang turned sideways and said to her assistant, "Bring the scissors."
The assistant couldn't help but stare wide-eyed: "Ms. Lin, what do you want the scissors for?"
Could it be that she was going to cut Mr. He's clothes again?
Lin Rushuang obviously didn't have much patience.
"Just go get it. Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to Mr. He."
The assistant hurriedly turned around and went to the next clinic to borrow a pair of scissors and handed them to Lin Rushuang.
Lin Rushang took it, then lifted up He Tingchen's collar and carefully cut it open along the line from the back.
He Tingchen suddenly felt his whole body loosen up.
The assistant only then realized: "The thread on the back of this T-shirt has not been cut yet."
Lin Rushang touched the fabric, then subconsciously looked at the assistant.
"Where did you buy this dress?"
The assistant didn't expect Lin Rushang to ask such a question suddenly and was stunned for a moment.
"In...in the store over on East Street."
Everyone knows that the shops on East Street are owned by either the rich or the nobility, and the clothes inside are not something that ordinary people can afford.
Lin Rushuang pointed at the fabric on He Tingchen's clothes.
"Do you think this is the kind of clothing you'd find in the shops on East Street? I think it's only about three hundred yuan a piece."
He Tingchen narrowed his eyes, and his dark pupils suddenly became turbulent.
"Speak clearly!"
The assistant's legs went weak when he was looked at by He Tingchen, and he fell to his knees.
"He... Mr. He, I also have my own difficulties. Please listen to me..."
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