Volume 1, Chapter 39 You play so dirty!
Du Ruo really wanted to go shopping.
She only brought one suitcase with her when she returned to China, which contained just the right amount of clothes. If she were to stay and take Chinese medicine to recuperate, she would not be leaving for at least a month, so the clothes she brought back would not be enough.
Moreover, she heard on the news this morning that the temperature across the country will gradually warm up next week. Most of the clothes she brought were winter clothes, so she needed to buy some thin spring clothes.
Du Ruo doesn’t like to wander aimlessly when shopping. She usually looks for something she needs and then goes straight to her destination.
I found the floor sign on the first floor and carefully checked the brands in this mall.
When she was looking at the women's clothing brand guide, she unexpectedly discovered her mother's brand store - memory.
Du Ruo was somewhat surprised, "My mother's brand is upstairs!"
Xu Jingmo smiled and said, "You have underestimated the value of Aunt Xu's brand. In recent years, many female celebrities have been scrambling to get the high-end dresses she designed. It's normal for a brand to enter a shopping mall."
"Ah? Really? I didn't know that." So her mother's clothing brand is so famous now? It's so amazing.
When Xu Jingmo heard this, he felt as if his heart was pricked by a needle and felt a dull pain.
She had been overseas for many years, and neither understood nor was familiar with the changes in the country, nor had she tasted much of the local delicacies. Now she didn't even know the changes in her family's career as well as he did. When he thought of her being alone in a foreign country, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.
Xu Jingmo gently pulled her arm and said, "Let's go. It's better to keep the wealth within the family. Let's go and contribute some revenue to your business."
I went to the third floor of the mall and stood at the door of the memory store.
Du Ruo looked at the clothes displayed in the store, her eyes full of novelty.
Her mother's name is Xu Yichu, and the brand is named memory, which has a homophonic meaning to her name.
When she was young, her mother worked as a designer for a world-renowned luxury clothing brand. Later, she felt that the workplace environment was bad and she was unhappy at work, so her father encouraged her to quit and start her own business.
Fashion design is my mother’s pursuit and dream. Making money is secondary. Being happy is the most important thing.
So, she created her own brand. At first it was just a small studio, but now it has become a well-known brand that female stars are vying for. It's really excellent.
Since Du Ruo went abroad, all her clothes were designed for her by her mother herself and are unique on the market.
Du Ruo has never worn clothes from other brands, and she doesn't need to go shopping. Every month she receives a package of clothes from her mother, which is so many that she can't wear them all.
She knew in her heart that her mother felt she owed her something and wanted to treat her better and give her the best she could in terms of other material aspects of life.
Du Ruo never refused. Only when he accepted it would they feel at ease.
She walked into the store and wandered around, and suddenly thought that this behavior of sneaking into her own home to buy clothes was quite funny.
Memory's design style is unique, perfectly blending Chinese classical and fashion elements. Every piece of clothing is full of charm and is positioned in the light luxury route.
The clothes Du Ruo was wearing were obviously in the style of memory, but seemed more refined than memory, with a bit more of the playfulness and cuteness that only a girl could have.
The shopping guides couldn't help but look at him again and again, secretly wondering if this was a competitor coming to spy on him.
Du Ruo waved her hand, picked out more than a dozen pieces of clothing, told the shopping guide her size, and asked the shopping guide to pack them up.
Xu Jingmo asked from the side: "Don't you want to try it?"
Du Ruomi glanced at him, "Do you still want to try? I don't look good in anything I wear."
Xu Jingmo nodded and chuckled, yes, yes, she is a fairy, and fairies will look beautiful even if they are wearing a sack.
The shopping guide packed all the clothes, and Xu Jingmo paid with his card, willingly serving as a bag carrier.
Walking out of the store, Du Ruo looked at him thoughtfully.
"What?" Xu Jingmo was puzzled.
Du Ruo said: "I also want to buy some clothes."
"Buy it, buy whatever you want, I'll pay for it, even if you empty the shopping mall." Xu Jingmo showed off his wealth in a blatant manner.
Du Ruo curled her lips and led him to the door of a women's underwear store according to the route she remembered.
No matter how thick-skinned Xu Jingmo was, he couldn't help feeling shy at this moment.
"I... I'll wait for you at the door." Xu Jingmo's tone softened, his eyes full of pleading.
My dear ancestors, please stop bullying him.
What a joke, the shelves in the room were filled with bras and panties, and it was a women's store. There wasn't even a men's shelf that could divert his embarrassed gaze.
If he were ten years older, he would probably be able to keep his composure.
Now, no, dammit.
It's not a question of whether it's embarrassing or not, but the way they look now, they don't look like they are old enough to get married. If he accompanies her to buy this... it will make people think too much... Although he is not afraid of being imagined... Oh... forget it, okay, he just feels embarrassed.
When Du Ruo was in a good mood, she liked to see him frightened, submissive and comfortable.
She had no intention of really letting him in. He was not afraid of being embarrassed, but she was embarrassed. She was just betting on whether he would beg for mercy first.
She didn't expect Xu Jingmo to react so strongly. It was exactly what she wanted. Her face turned red and her ears became hot. She even stuttered when she spoke, hah.
If he doesn't let her feel comfortable, he can't escape. Come on, let's hurt each other.
Du Ruo pretended to be surprised and teased, "Oh, you are quite innocent, Prince."
Ever since she entered the mall, she has been deliberately calling him Prince. If Xu Jingmo still can't realize that she is deliberately messing with him, then he has lived 364 days longer than her in vain!
Why don't you just not let her drink coffee? !
Xu Jingmo stared at Du Ruo for a few seconds, then made up his mind, as if he would never live again. He took a step forward, still holding the shopping bag in his left hand, and gently grasped Du Ruo's shoulders with his right hand. He turned her around and deliberately said, "You were wrong, then. I was afraid that you would be embarrassed. You don't care, so what should I be afraid of?"
As he was about to hug her and move her in, Du Ruo paused and turned to look at him, unable to help cursing in her heart.
Xu Jingmo sensed her resistance, but he remained calm and pretended to be confused. He looked down at her innocently, "What's wrong, little fairy?"
Du Ruo's eyes were filled with anger. You played really dirty! You even brought back a rifle.
Xu Jingmo smiled and raised his eyebrows at her, as if to say, let's have fun and see who gets the loss.
The two were in a stalemate at the door of the store, Xu Jingmo's hand was still on Du Ruo's shoulder. In the eyes of others, they looked like a close couple. Only Du Ruo and Xu Jingmo knew that at this moment, they really didn't have the extra energy to think about physical contact or ambiguity. They only thought about how to make the person in front of them give in! !
At this moment, a slightly surprised voice broke the tension between the two.
"Amo?"
Xu Jingmo and Du Ruo turned their heads at the same time when they heard the voice, and saw a slim beauty with long straight black hair standing tall and graceful. Behind her was Xu Daiyue, who had a gossipy look on her face.
When Xu Jingmo saw the person coming, he withdrew his arm with a calm expression, without any intention of saying anything or saying hello. Du Ruo could sense his displeasure very sensitively.
The man with long black hair didn't feel awkward. He took Xu Daiyue's arm and approached her, asking in a familiar tone, "Are you here to go shopping?"
"Can't you see?" Xu Jingmo raised a pile of shopping bags in his left hand, his eyes full of disdain as if he saw a mentally retarded person.
Du Ruo had never seen Xu Jingmo so distant and cold before. She couldn't help but look at the black straight-haired man. Unexpectedly, he was also looking at her. Their eyes met instantly. The other raised a standard friendly smile, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, I'm Daiyue and A-Mo's friend, Li Mancen, what's your name?"
Du Ruo extended his hand, touched it politely, and replied calmly: "Du Ruo."
Xu Jingmo sneered at the side without giving anyone any face, "Sorry, I'm not popular and don't have that many friends."
Then, he said to Xu Daiyue with a veiled warning: "Xu Daiyue, take care of your 'friends'. You don't have that much face in front of me."
After saying that, he took Du Ruo's hand without hesitation and walked into the lingerie store.
Du Ruo was confused.
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