"Just pretend!" Lu Chenxu obviously didn't believe it.
After Mo Xiaodie came out of the fitting room, she looked around and did not see Lu Chenxu. She looked in front of the mirror and felt very satisfied.
When she changed her clothes and was about to pay, a tall woman with delicate features and delicate makeup stopped her.
"Wait a minute, I just tried on this dress in the same taro color. It fits very well, but I like this blue one better." The other party looked her up and down, with obvious disdain in his eyes.
Because Mo Xiaodie didn't go to work and stayed at home with her children, she dressed casually and didn't wear makeup.
"What do you mean?" She put the clothes on the checkout counter and raised her head without any intention of giving in.
"I mean with a short stature like yours, this dress won't fit you at all."
After saying that, the woman turned around and called her companion: "Ruoyu, come and help this lady choose a dress that suits her."
Mo Xiaodie held back the anger in her heart: "Why do you make decisions for me?"
A hint of sarcasm emerged from the corner of the woman's mouth: "I'm doing this for your own good. Do you know how much a piece of clothing here costs? Why bother spending so much money on a piece of clothing that doesn't suit you?"
"Everyone has different aesthetics, how can you be sure that this dress will suit you!" Mo Xiaodie asked with cold eyes.
Ruoyu, a colleague behind the woman, walked up to her and introduced with some dissatisfaction: "My sister is an internationally renowned designer, and no one dares to question her aesthetics!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly came from behind her: "What about a famous designer? What good works can he design with such a bad character?"
The woman looked back, and when she saw Lu Chenxu, her expression suddenly became soft and surprised: "Chenxu? What a coincidence?"
Lu Chenxu glanced at her indifferently, walked directly to Mo Xiaodie, put his arms around her waist: "Honey, what's the matter? Have you made your choice?"
The woman's eyes flashed with sternness when she saw Lu Chenxu hugging Mo Xiaodie, but it was quickly covered up by the false surprise on her face: "You, are you married?"
Bai Hao walked up to the woman and said, "Yu Meng, you didn't expect it! The aloof schoolgirl Lu is actually the first person among us to get married."
This woman was exactly Shi Yumeng, whom Bai Hao said had won several international design awards, and was finally lured back by him. The three of them were classmates in high school.
Although Lu Chenxu took a year off from school after what happened to Mei Ruoqiu, he did not miss his homework. Therefore, after recovering, he did not repeat the grade and directly entered the original class.
Shi Yumeng's expression changed quickly. After hearing Bai Hao's words, she immediately stepped forward and took Mo Xiaodie's hand: "I'm sorry, I didn't know Chenxu was married."
Mo Xiaodie leaned in Lu Chenxu's arms, clearly feeling the other party's hostility, and smiled calmly: "It doesn't matter, you have been abroad, and there are still many things you don't know!"
After saying that, she deliberately pulled Lu Chenxu's arm, pointed to the clothes on the cashier, and said with an aggrieved face: "Husband, I just tried on this suit and I like it very much, but Miss Shi said my figure is not suitable for me.
,How to do it!"
"As long as you like her, don't worry about other people's opinions. My wife is the most beautiful. I like whatever she wears."
After saying that, Lu Chenxu looked at the clerk and took out his bank card: "I need one of every color of this dress."
Shi Yumeng bit her lip and her cold eyes flashed.
Then, pretending to be envious, he pulled over his colleague who had been standing behind the clothes rack: "Ruoyu, look how much Mr. Lu loves his wife! If we want to find a boyfriend in the future, we must find someone like Mr. Lu."
Bai Hao and Lu Chenxu looked up and were stunned when they saw Mei Ruoyu.