As he said that, he threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and ran into the bathroom in his slippers to wash up.
After all, Xiao Yue and Pei Yanting are the protagonists, so even if they are black, they will have adventures.
Especially since Pei Yanting showed her the video of the black auction.
They will definitely not be absent from this auction.
Moreover, she had heard of the auction house back when she was in the third base, but she had never been able to access it.
Pei Xiqing cleaned herself up as quickly as possible and found the man still lying on the sofa, leisurely reading the black price report. When he saw her come out, he signed his name on it, put down the report and said, "Ying, drive and wait outside."
"Here I am." She hurriedly reached for her hat again.
After getting into the car with the man, Ying drove them all the way to the restaurant for dinner.
Pei Xiqing: "Isn't this the auction house?"
"Let's have lunch first."
"Tuo."
There were twice as many business people coming and going around the restaurant than usual, basically all for the upcoming auction.
After finishing the meal, the door of the private room was opened and a waiter brought in two sets of clothes. Pei Xiqing realized it belatedly and asked, "Put them on me?"
The man nodded: "If you like it, wear it. If you don't like it, put it away."
Duan Xiaolin never restricted her clothing. She could wear whatever she wanted.
After carefully examining the two neatly folded skirts in the bag, Pei Xiqing asked, "How do you know which size I wear?"
You can tell it fits perfectly at first glance.
"It's not difficult." He said calmly: "A man should understand his wife."
Pei Xiqing smiled: "But I still don't know what size you should wear."
"Then you can try to measure it next time?"
"Tuo."
In order to go to the auction house, Pei Xiqing changed into one of the dresses.
The style of the skirt is more like what she wore on the red carpet when she was an actress, but it is more comfortable and convenient, and not too long to trip people.
She had just put it on and hadn't had time to see how it looked on her when the man waiting outside the fitting room grabbed her wrist.
She asked, "What's wrong? Are you... not paying attention?"
The man was wearing a sober black suit and took out a black square box from his chest pocket.
He took out a necklace and put it on her before Pei Xiqing could react.
He said, "This is the first time I see you wearing a skirt, so I have to keep something as a souvenir."
Pei Xiqing couldn't see herself in the mirror, and could only see the end of the necklace, where the gemstone shone.
She said, "There aren't many girls on the street who are willing to wear skirts. I think every girl doesn't like a pretty skirt, and I'm an exception. But it's everyone's freedom. I can be a free person around you, and I hope you can be too."
She is not bound by constraints, and at the same time, she also hopes that men will not be forever bound by the responsibility of Franlon and saving everyone.
It may sound a bit unreasonable, but everyone has selfish motives.
He should not be the only one who has to bear the consequences of saving others, and in the end he should be forced to death by his own stupidity.
The villain does not need to be whitewashed in a dramatic way, he just needs to have independent thinking and an ending that belongs to his original self.
Duan Xiaolin seemed to sense that there was a deep meaning in her words, but he couldn't guess what it was.
He replied: "Neither freedom nor power is necessary to me."
"What is it then?"
"My wife."
Pei Xiqing leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lips.
"I understand. I'm Mr. Duan."
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