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Chapter 889: Demanding

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

The smile on Shen Fanxing’s face did not fade, but she did not look at her. Instead, she smiled warmly at Lou Ruoyi.

“Mom, I’ll go over first. Chuan wants it.”

Lou Ruoyi nodded but said,

“I’ll go too. I’ll pick one for your father too.”

Buying clothes for a man was even more romantic.

Yuan Sichun gritted her teeth and almost couldn’t maintain her expression.

She looked at Lou Ruoyi aggrievedly.

Lou Ruoyi wore her usual gentle smile and didn’t say anything.

She gave Shen Fanxing a thumbs-up in her heart.

The best way to deal with a love rival was to ignore her.

More importantly, she didn’t treat him as a love rival.

This was the most humiliating thing.

This girl was fearless in the open, but she was capable of dealing with evil.

Good.

What did women fear the most?

She had no combat power!

It was really a headache when her man was charming.

Despite secretly liking her daughter-in-law, she walked towards the men’s section without batting an eyelid.

The few of them went straight to an international top brand of men’s clothing.

“Auntie, what style do you want to buy for Uncle Bo? I’ll help you choose.”

Yuan Sichun’s gentle voice sounded elegantly.

Lou Ruoyi’s gaze swept across the clothes on display. She looked very focused and did not speak.

Yuan Sichun paused and handed a black suit to Lou Ruoyi.

“Auntie, what do you think of this? It suits Uncle Bo’s calm and reserved temperament, right?”

Lou Ruoyi’s gaze landed on the suit in Yuan Sichun’s hand, but she didn’t say anything.

The words “calm and reserved” were clearly provocative.

She had only met Bo Jinchuan’s father once.

To Yuan Sichun, she probably thought that she had never seen her before.

Her lack of understanding of her father made her feel like an outsider.

How could Shen Fanxing not understand Yuan Sichun’s tricks?

However, she only smiled and said calmly,

“Mom, take a look first. I’ll go to the side to take a look at Ah Chuan.”

Lou Ruoyi turned to look at her. “Aren’t you coming along?”

Shen Fanxing smiled and said, “I won’t give you any comments. Who in this world knows Father better than you? I believe that whatever you buy will be the most suitable for him. Not only will I seem redundant, but I might also confuse your choice.”

Lou Ruoyi raised an eyebrow and smiled at Shen Fanxing. Then, she nodded and smiled.

“You’re right. Go and help Jinchuan choose. I’ll choose here myself.”

No matter what, Shen Fanxing’s words pleased Lou Ruoyi.

Wasn’t she the one who understood him the most as his wife?

Come to think of it, it had been a long time since she bought clothes for her husband. Every time, the designer would send someone over.

Now that Shen Fanxing had said that, she couldn’t wait to pick one for her husband.

A few sales assistants greeted them politely and warmly. When they heard their conversation, they couldn’t help but feel awkward when they looked at Yuan Sichun.

One called her Mom and the other Auntie.

It was obvious who was the closest.

Even his daughter-in-law was unnecessary. In that case, the other one…

Yuan Sichun’s face twitched as she stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what expression to maintain.

After saying that, Shen Fanxing didn’t stay any longer. She didn’t even look at Yuan Sichun before turning to leave.

The sales assistants looked at Shen Fanxing like she was a goddess.

With just a few words, he had instantly killed the woman who was suspected to be a mistress. He couldn’t be any more impressive.

Not long after, Yuan Sichun stroked her hair and adjusted her emotions before wandering around the shop.

Shen Fanxing chose her clothes seriously.

Occasionally, she would stop and stare at a piece of clothing for a long time. After some deliberation, she would shift her gaze to the other clothes. Sometimes, she would take out the label on the clothing and study it carefully for a long time.

It wasn’t because of the price of the clothes, but because of the material. Although the salesperson tried her best to introduce them, Shen Fanxing preferred to confirm everything personally.

She was afraid that Bo Jinchuan would feel uncomfortable after putting on the shirt.

She wouldn’t allow anything to happen to Bo Jinchuan.

Even she had never noticed how focused and attentive she was.

When Lou Ruoyi turned around, she saw Shen Fanxing’s serious expression and the smile on her face softened.

It was obvious that Jing Chuan was serious this time.

That was true. When would her son deign to entertain others?

Seeing Shen Fanxing’s serious expression, Lou Ruoyi suddenly thought of her husband.

Wasn’t she like Shen Fanxing back then…

Taking a deep breath, she turned around and continued to choose the most suitable outfit for her husband.

Shen Fanxing had her eyes on a white shirt. The buttons on the shirt were black, crystal, and white. It was a stark contrast to the pure white shirt.

There was a visual impact.

No matter how high-end a man’s business shirt was, the style of the shirt remained the same.

There were indeed very few things that could change.

A few buttons could be used in such a color. It could be considered bold.

Moreover, buttons were the most indispensable part of a piece of clothing. There was nothing extra.

Not to mention tedious.

However, because of this change, the entire shirt felt very different.

At first glance, he looked more like a playboy.

There was a kind of subtle swagger and uninhibitedness.

She could guess that Bo Jinchuan had never worn something that looked frivolous.

However, Shen Fanxing still fancied this dress.

Bo Jinchuan’s figure was naturally excellent, especially after he put on the suit. He exuded an incomparable elegance and nobility.

Even though this shirt didn’t match Bo Jinchuan’s usual elegance and composure, she felt that if he wore it, it would definitely give off a different vibe.

He had the ability to perfectly integrate a unique dress with itself.

She believed that it had always been so. It had never been the clothes that accentuated his extraordinary aura, but the fact that he could perfectly control any style.

He was mature and steady, noble and elegant.

But on top of all these, he could also be a good-for-nothing and unruly.

Especially when he teased her in private, the ambiguity and charm he exuded was even more alluring…
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