Shang Xian picked up the dark green Chinese-style dress and looked at it: "I think dark green makes my skin look really fair."
Then she looked at the red dress. "Red is also nice, dazzling and eye-catching."
"Actually, white is also nice, for a noble goddess look, and black for a dark, edgy style..."
“Let’s go with the red one,” Shen Yi said again.
"Alright, this is the only one that's floor-length." What good is cuteness? It's worth nothing in the face of elegance and aloofness.
She always remembered that she was the legal wife, unlike the shameless mistress!
"Ning Beiyao commissioned a pink suit, and it's making me so angry!"
Shen Yi paused: "Doesn't he know that the legal wife can't wear pink on occasions like this?"
This is common sense. Since ancient times, wives have been dignified and elegant, and they are not to be confused with concubines. Naturally, this has evolved into the concept of mistresses today.
"Because Chu Yuejiao likes pink, you get it?"
Shen Yi chuckled and said, "That's not surprising."
Shang Xian heard the car horn. What was Ning Beiyao doing back after only half an hour?
"CEO, Ning Beiyao is back. I'll hang up now."
"good"
After hanging up the phone, Shang Xian immediately hung all the dresses in the dressing room. Then she sat on the hanging chair, picked up the water on the table, and took a sip. The bedroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The footsteps grew closer, and Shang Xian's phone beeped with a text message notification, startling him.
Two hundred million has been received?
Oh My God!
She likes all those zeros!
A windfall!
Her joy lasted only three seconds before her smile froze. What did she need money for? How many bites could she possibly eat in her condition? She couldn't even go shopping!
Mother Ganlin!
The bedroom door opened, and Shang Xian turned her head to look at Ning Beiyao and the paper bag he was holding.
“I don’t know what suits you,” Ning Beiyao said as he walked to her side and took out a box from the paper bag. Inside the box was a pair of silver-white slender high heels.
Shang Xian smiled gently at him and said, "Thank you, I like it very much."
"Aren't you angry that she's been bothering you like this?" Ning Beiyao asked for no apparent reason, and Shang Xian immediately knew who "she" was.
Shang Xian's gaze shifted, then she looked down at the high heels on the ground: "No way, what she says is fine, but you haven't cheated on me, why should I be angry?"
Marital infidelity...
Although she knew Ning Beiyao wasn't that kind of person, were she?! Was she dead?! Didn't she have even this much self-control?! She just liked Chu Yuejiao, damn it!
Oh right, my dear, with you taking such tender care of me, I almost forgot something. After Ji Yi died, that scumbag immediately married Chu Yuejiao.
Oh my god~, I wonder if they were involved in Ji Yi's murder~
If we were to have...
Heh, you're all just waiting to die!
But upon further reflection, Shang Xian still felt she couldn't betray Ning Beiyao. Everything was for his mother's sake; because of his mother, Ji Yi had been able to live peacefully for a year, and she was grateful for her willingness to help Ji Yi…
When Shang Xian looked up at Ning Beiyao again, she noticed that his expression was a little off. Well, after all, he had just been "kissing and hugging" with his first love.
"Are you alright?" Shang Xian asked innocently.
Ning Beiyao forced a smile: "It's nothing."
——
The next morning, Ning Beiyao called Shang Xian to get up as usual. This time, Shang Xian clung tightly to the blanket, feeling dizzy.
"No, I can't leave any place except home. Someone wants to kill me!" Anyway, she didn't care. Even if someone wanted to kill her, she would rather die than go out!
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