"Okay." Huo Tingting nodded.
Chen Muyang looked at the time and it was already past four o'clock.
At this time, Song Zhuer called.
"Hey, Spicy Claw."
"Mu Yang, are you ready?" Song Zhuer's voice came over playfully.
"Um, not yet..."
"Hmph, I knew it. Where are you now? I'll come to find you." Song Zhuer snorted coldly.
"I'm at the company." Chen Muyang touched his nose.
"Then come out, I'll be there right away." Song Zhuer said and hung up the phone.
Chen Muyang looked at the hung up phone, shook his head speechlessly, stood up and walked out.
"Sister Ting, I'm leaving first."
I passed by Huo Tingting's office and said hello.
Soon, a red convertible Aston Martin stopped in front of Chen Muyang.
Song Zhuer raised her little head and looked at Chen Muyang, "Get in the car!"
"You actually drive this kind of car? It must be very expensive, right?" Chen Muyang got into the car and felt like he couldn't straighten his legs.
"It's okay. It's more than three million. My dad earns so much money and if I don't spend it, no one else will." Song Zhuer said casually.
"Okay, where are we going?"
"Go get a change of clothes first, and then get a haircut."
Chen Muyang looked at his clothes: a white T-shirt and jeans. He had no experience in meeting his mother-in-law.
What's more, the system said that he was a virgin for nine generations, so his experience directly became negative.
"There's nothing wrong with me, right?"
"It's usually okay, but it's not suitable for some occasions."
Song Zhuer drove Chen Muyang to a suit shop and picked out a dark blue slim-fit suit for him.
When Chen Muyang came out of the locker room, Song Zhuer's eyes lit up.
"Pack up all the ones of this style for me!"
"Okay!" The salesperson did as he was told.
"No, Lazhua, one set is enough. Don't buy so many. They're so expensive."
This set costs 48,888 yuan. He doesn’t know what brand it is. It’s a string of English words that starts with the letter V.
"You look good in it."
"I can't even wear all the clothes I bought."
"You look good in it."
"Even though it looks good, it can't be eaten."
"You look good in it."
“…”
"Okay, I've paid all the money. Just wear this set and don't change. Let's go." Song Zhuer took Chen Muyang's arm and put the wrapped clothes in the car.
Chen Muyang looked helpless as he took out the fish-scare stone he had made last night from his pocket and tied it with a red rope.
"Then this is for you. Give me the one in your hand."
As he said that, he put it on Song Zhuer's wrist. The crystal clear fish-startling stone no longer had the strange smell that he had when he took it off.
The Yujing Stone has peace engraved on one side and good fortune engraved on the other.
Then he put the red rope on Song Zhuer's wrist on his own hand.
"Is this the stone we took out of that fish last time? How did it become so beautiful? It looks like a piece of amber."
Song Zhuer's big eyes were filled with joy as she stared at the Yujingshi on her wrist.
"That's it. The smell has dissipated now. I just remembered to put it in my backpack yesterday."
"It's really beautiful. I like it very much."
"I'm glad you like it. Let's go get a haircut. I have a buzz cut."
"I heard that a buzz cut is a hairstyle that tests one's looks."
"Isn't my appearance good enough to withstand criticism?"
Half an hour later.
Song Zhuer looked at Chen Muyang with a shaved head in front of her, and her eyes were full of stars.
Strong, masculine, handsome, sharp-edged, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a graceful figure!
"How is it?" Chen Muyang had a buzz cut since he was a child, and only grew his hair long when he went to college because a haircut cost 35 yuan.
"It looks good!" Song Zhuer nodded. After searching her stomach, she could only utter one word: "It looks good."
"What do your parents like? What are their hobbies?" Chen Muyang asked in the car.
"My dad likes to drink tea and a little wine, but my mom doesn't have any other hobbies except beauty."
Song Zhuer thought for a moment and said.
"Let's find a mall to stop at later. I can't go there empty-handed."
"Actually, there's no need. We have everything we need at home."
Song Zhuer stopped at a large shopping mall.
"This is not the same thing. I have to show my appreciation when I come to your house. It would be impolite to come empty-handed." Chen Muyang reached out and pinched Song Zhuer's nose.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
The two walked into the mall arm in arm, found a tea shop, picked out a box of top-grade Pu'er tea, and then went to the Moutai shop next door and bought two bottles of Feitian Moutai.
Then I went to a jade shop and picked out a jade bracelet.
I went to a cosmetics store again, asked Song Zhuer, and bought a set of cosmetics suitable for her mother's skin type.
The total cost was nearly 1.2 million.
As the two walked towards the parking lot, the phone in Song Zhuer's bag rang.
"Hello, Mom."
"Oh, okay."
After hanging up the phone, Song Zhuer raised her head, smiled, and said:
"Muyang, my mother asked me what dishes you like to eat so she can ask the nanny to prepare them."
No one in their family can cook, especially her mother. Every time she cooks, she and her father would just run out to the restaurant to eat.
"No need, just prepare some dishes and I can cook them." Chen Muyang said with a smile.
"Okay, then I'll tell her." Song Zhuer took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Li Yalan.
Beijing, villa area.
Song Zhuer drove directly to the door of her villa.
Chen Muyang suddenly became a little restless and didn't know where to put his hands.
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