To dispel Lu Zhiwei's doubts, she even took out her phone, opened the second-hand sales app, and showed Lu Zhiwei the sales order.
Lu Zhiwei nodded: "Okay, then you can go home first, I'll stay busy for a while longer."
"Sister-in-law, you absolutely have to come to the birthday party, please!" Shen Shuyuan said coquettishly, clinging to her hand.
Shen Shuyuan has always been gentle and obedient. She has been a full-time housewife at home for the past few years and rarely socializes. She has never celebrated her birthday. As her boss this time, she should give her face and had no choice but to agree.
Shen Shuyuan headed to the club first, while Lu Zhiwei, after finishing her work, went to the mall to choose an expensive diamond watch for Shen Shuyuan as a birthday gift.
As the most exclusive entertainment venue in Yunzhou, it is frequented by prominent figures in the city's elite.
The largest luxury private room was reserved for Shen Shuyuan, the youngest princess of the Shen family, tonight.
She changed into a white satin dress, which accentuated her slender figure and gentle charm.
Shen Jiarui, who was drinking with Qi Mingli and others in the private room, saw Shen Shuyuan arrive and immediately got up and ran towards her.
His sharp eyes were fixed on the delicate bracelet on her wrist, which made her small hands look even whiter and more slender.
She did indeed put on the bracelet he had given her herself; she hadn't lied to him.
"Do you like it?" Shen Jiarui asked her.
Shen Shuyuan nodded: "Yes, I like it very much."
"Never take it off," he commanded.
"Okay." Even if she wanted to pick it, she couldn't.
Lu Zhiwei arrived at the birthday party according to the private room number that Shen Shuyuan sent her on WeChat.
Today she wore only a white shirt paired with a black pleated skirt, her legs were white and straight, and the ribbon at the neckline was tied into a delicate bow, simple and fresh.
He pushed open the door and entered, carrying a gift box.
The pungent smell of smoke and alcohol wafted from the private room.
Leaning back in his wheelchair, Shen Jingmo wore a black handmade shirt, holding a wine glass in his hand. His cold eyes blended into the darkness, sharp and sinister.
His eyes flickered when he caught sight of her.
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