"Are you scared?" In the boutique, he picked out clothes for her and kept caring about her.
"No. Fortunately you saved me, otherwise I would have been miserable."
"It's good to know. Take a look at this one. Do you like it?" He was holding a very ladylike white pleated skirt. "It suits you very well."
"I..." She was stunned, asking her, Mo Liangyue, to wear such a ladylike dress?
"Try it, hurry up." He pushed the clothes into her hands, then pushed her into the dressing room, while he sat on the sofa in the boutique and fiddled with his mobile phone.
"Hey, Young Master Yin, why are you in a lady's boutique?" Zhuang Yunyan used her beauty to push her soft body into his arms. Who can resist such a handsome and evil man?
"Is something wrong?" When he looked up and saw it was Zhuang Yunyan, he didn't want to pay attention to her and said coldly, "If you have nothing to do, hurry up and don't stay here to be an eyesore."
What? She, Zhuang Yunyan, is the school beauty of St. Gregory the Great Academy! How could he do this to her?
"But... Young Master Yin, you're very good to me, aren't you? Now that you have a new love, you forget about the old one? It's too heartless and unjust." She pretended, tears swirling in her eyes, like a fragile doll.
Just as heartbreaking.
"Being ruthless and unjust seems to be my goal, isn't it?" He sneered. Yin Shengye knew exactly what kind of person she was, Zhuang Yunyan, and her acting skills were enough to be selected for an Oscar.
"You..." She suffocated, and her tone turned soft again, "You must be playing with the girls in the locker room, right?"
"Oh? Are you a roundworm in my belly? What? You know how I miss you?" He said sarcastically, "It seems that you, Zhuang Yunyan, can not only select Oscars, but you can even become a fortune teller!"
"Young Master Yin...you..." Zhuang Yunyan's face turned pale with anger, "I didn't expect you to..."
"Ha." He sneered, "Be sensible and leave quickly. Don't stay here to pollute the air here."
"Does it look good? Why don't I think it looks good..." Mo Liangyue, completely confused, walked out of the dressing room and stared at the two people in front of her with a blank look on her face. Zhuang Yunyan? She recognized her little face with a smile.