Chapter 115 I never expected it to be her
Wen Qingrang changed her usual attire today, opting for a more casual, light-colored style.
Today he wore a custom-made dark blue coat from a designer brand, with a black turtleneck underneath and matching trousers, which accentuated his gentle and slender figure, adding a sharp and cold edge to his otherwise gentle appearance.
It was an indescribable feeling, one that added a touch of aggression.
Wen Qingrang walked over and smiled, which softened the coldness on his face when he wasn't smiling, creating a harmonious feeling that was both warm and serene.
Seeing the curiosity in Jiang Ranxing's eyes, Wen Qingrang looked at his clothes and said, "I thought I came to a professional design studio today and didn't want to be criticized for not having a sense of fashion, so I changed into this outfit."
Wen Qingrang seemed somewhat unsure: "From your professional perspective, what do you think?"
Jiang Ranxing smiled and nodded: "It's fine, I won't mind. You have good taste."
"That's good," Wen Qingrang smiled warmly. "Are you ready? Let's begin."
Jiang Ranxing taught Wen Qingrang how to stand properly. Wen Qingrang took off his coat, and his all-black outfit made his figure look even taller and more stylish.
With Wen Qingrang's physique, Jiang Ranxing already considers her to be a professional model.
Jiang Ranxing could roughly tell Wen Qingrang's height at a glance, but fearing it wasn't accurate enough, she took out a ruler and measured him.
When taking measurements, Jiang Ranxing needs to place the measuring tape against Wen Qingrang's body.
Jiang Ranxing's fingertips still carried a slight chill, and when they touched his shoulders and body, Wen Qingrang could almost feel the cool temperature of her fingertips.
Wen Qingrang looked down at Jiang Ranxing, who was working seriously around her.
She was taking measurements and recording the data on the tablet.
His eyes and brows showed no other emotion whatsoever; they were solely focused on his work.
The scent is soft, light, and gentle, almost like the fragrance of Jiang Ranxing's perfume—a very elegant and delicate floral scent.
A subtle fragrance slowly seeped into his heart.
Wen Qingrang looked at her and slowly curled the corners of his lips into a smile.
After recording all the data, Jiang Ranxing picked up the colored cloths and tested them one by one in front of Wen Qingrang.
Ultimately, she settled on the part of the fabric with cool gray tones.
"To put it simply, you have a cool-toned fair complexion, so these colors will suit you. You can use this as a reference when choosing clothes in the future."
Jiang Ranxing showed it to Wen Qingrang, who memorized it all: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Jiang Ranxing smiled, and after asking Wen Qingrang about her favorite clothing elements and dressing preferences, she basically had a design in mind.
"Okay, I'll personally deliver it to you once it's ready here."
Jiang Ranxing tidied up the scattered materials on the table, and then asked Wen Qingrang, "Where are you going later? It's Saturday today."
Wen Qingrang watched as she put on her coat, as if she had something else to do.
So I asked her, "What about you? What are your plans for today?"
Jiang Ranxing frankly told him that he was going to the Fu family's old house this weekend, so he was going to buy some things to take there today.
"I'm going to visit Grandpa at the Fu family's old house on Sunday to check on his health, but I don't know what to buy yet. I'll just browse around while I'm out shopping."
Buying things for Grandpa Fu is not something that can be done casually.
Grandpa Fu has seen all sorts of good things, so he doesn't need her little something at all.
Therefore, the most important thing when buying things for the elderly is to put your heart into it.
Wen Qingrang nodded and said, "I'll go with you. I don't have anything to do today anyway."
Jiang Ranxing thought about it and decided that this was a good idea; she could find someone to give her some advice.
"Then thank you for your help today," Jiang Ranxing said with a smile, half-jokingly.
Wen Qingrang laughed at her words and shook the car keys in her hand: "Then I'll drive, you come with me."
"Mmm." Jiang Ranxing smiled and followed Wen Qingrang's footsteps.
Jiang Ranxing followed Wen Qingrang's car, while he parked his own car at his studio.
Along the way, the two chatted about many everyday things, just like friends.
Wen Qingrang said, "I didn't expect we'd get along so well. I wish I had talked to you more sooner."
Jiang Ranxing smiled and said, "Yes, no one can say for sure about these things. Maybe it's all about fate."
Wen Qingrang agreed with this view.
The two of them came to pick out a gift at a very high-end shopping mall in the city center. Most of the stores there are luxury goods stores, and the shoppers here are usually wealthy people. There are almost no working-class people, so there are relatively few people.
Jiang Ranxing and Wen Qingrang started browsing from the first floor. While picking out gifts, Jiang Ranxing also looked at the latest trends and fashions in luxury clothing.
Jiang Ranxing was looking at a new suit from a major brand, examining its craftsmanship and textile patterns with such seriousness that it seemed as if she were in her office, not a shopping mall.
Wen Qingrang could clearly see that Jiang Ranxing was always unnaturally immersed in his work.
Wen Qingrang picked up a long dress with rhinestones hanging nearby and held it up in front of Jiang Ranxing.
"I'm telling you, since you're out shopping to relax, don't keep thinking about work and put so much pressure on yourself. Relax a bit."
Jiang Ranxing smiled awkwardly, as if sometimes it was truly unavoidable to fall into it.
"Sorry, it might be a professional habit, but I unconsciously start looking at these things."
Wen Qingrang smiled helplessly: "You need to try to relax. How about we make a deal?"
"What agreement?" Jiang Ranxing didn't understand Wen Qingrang's meaning.
“When we’re out, if you still find yourself working unconsciously, I’ll count to three next to you. When I reach three, you need to control yourself and relax, okay?”
Wen Qingrang's almost consultative tone made Jiang Ranxing chuckle twice.
"Okay, I'll listen to you then."
Wen Qingrang smiled as well, and waved his long, slender fingers in front of Jiang Ranxing: "One, two, three."
Wen Qingrang snapped his fingers: "Alright, relax."
He held up the dress he was holding and waved it in front of Jiang Ranxing: "How about it? It seems to suit you very well."
Jiang Ranxing glanced at the dress Wen Qingrang was holding; its style was eye-catching, and she imagined herself wearing it.
It does seem like the style and color would suit her very well.
Wen Qingrang understood her look, so he handed her the dress: "Why don't you try it on?"
Anyway, there was plenty of time to pick out things today, and Jiang Ranxing did have the idea to try it on, so she took the dress.
She was led to the fitting room by the shop assistant.
Wen Qingrang sat in the waiting area outside and picked up a fashion magazine to look at.
Then she heard a familiar voice.
"Qingrang? What a coincidence, you're here too." Lin Xuesha's voice rang out.
Upon hearing this, Wen Qingrang looked up and saw Lin Xuesha walking into the store arm in arm with Fu Shenyuan, the two of them pressed close together without any distance between them.
Their intimate behavior made people blush and feel shy.
Wen Qingrang stood up and nodded to the two of them.
"Shen Yuan, Xue Sha."
Lin Xuesha's eyes darted around, and seeing Wen Qingrang looking like he was waiting for someone, she decided to tease him.
"This store mainly sells women's clothing. Qing asked you to wait for someone here. Do you already have a girlfriend?"
She had no idea who Wen Qingrang was waiting for.
Lin Xuesha only meant to tease him. She really didn't know when Wen Qingrang would go shopping with a woman. In her memory, it was something that had never happened before. Wen Qingrang was practically uninterested in women.
Wen Qingrang simply smiled and said nothing.
Lin Xuesha was genuinely curious about what kind of woman could move Wen Qingrang.
She imagined many possibilities in a short period of time, but she never expected it to be Jiang Ranxing.
In her opinion, Wen Qingrang's act of helping Jiang Ranxing and taking her to the hospital last time was just a formality.
How could Wen Qingrang possibly be interested in a despicable woman like Jiang Ranxing?
When the shop assistant opened the fitting room door for Jiang Ranxing and pulled back the curtain, Lin Xuesha's eyes instantly turned gloomy.
Jiang Ranxing was still looking down at her dress, completely unaware that Fu Shenyuan and Lin Xuesha were also there.
Jiang Ranxing lowered her head and said, "Qingrang, can you help me take a look at this dress? Is it too big for me?"
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