Mu Qian walked down the stairs and walked to the pile of jewelry. She randomly picked up one of the diamond necklaces and put it around her neck. Then she looked at Huo Jinxi and asked, "Does it look good?"
Huo Jinxi took away some jewelry boxes she had spread out on the sofa and sat down on the sofa.
Mu Qian originally thought that Huo Jinxi might ignore her, but Huo Jinxi looked at her and said slowly: "Good-looking."
Although his expression was cold, his eyes were firm and serious.
Mu Qian smiled. Huo Jinxi had no need to lie. If he said he looked good, then he must look good.
"Okay, since you said they look good, I will help you put these away." Mu Qian said, "How about leaving them to Mrs. Huo in the future."
Huo Jinxi glanced at her, her eyes darkening calmly, "As Mrs. Huo, I don't need second-hand things."
"How can it be second-hand? I don't want these things." Mu Qian sorted it out and said with a smile, "No merit, no reward. Let's get married. You do it for your grandpa, and I do it for my grandpa. Each has his own purpose.
, Peaceful coexistence. I can't afford such a gift, and I don't need it, so when your real Mrs. Huo receives it, these will still be new."
At this point, she suddenly thought of something again, and said "Oh", then looked at Huo Qiran, "Mrs. Huo doesn't want second-hand things, so Mr. Huo, your second-hand husband, won't she want it too, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura around Huo Jinxi suddenly became cold.
Mu Qian then laughed again, "No, no, no, we are in name only, and we are not a real couple, so Mr. Huo is not considered second-hand."
After saying this, she threw away the jewelry box in her hand and rolled her eyes, "I'm sleepy, so I'd better pack it up tomorrow. I'm going to bed first, good night!"
She got up and hurried upstairs, leaving only Huo Jinxi's back.
It was as if she stayed up so late and waited for him to come back just to say these few words to him.
Huo Jinxi lowered his head and lit a cigarette for himself. When he raised his head, he was still faced with a dazzling view.
I made a special trip to tell him, and he heard everything.
so what?
Huo Jinxi slowly blew out a puff of smoke without a trace of emotion on his face.
…
Mu Qian originally thought that after that night, Tian Mi might calm down and stop bothering her. Who knew that the next morning, a large number of wedding dresses, dresses, designers and design manuscripts came to her door as scheduled.
Mu Qian sat on the sofa with her arms folded, watching the staff and designers explain the features of each dress indifferently, but she had no desire to try it on.
Tian Mi was about to think of a solution to the current situation when the doorbell of the apartment suddenly rang.
Tian Mi hurried forward and opened the door. When she saw the person outside, she was startled at first, and then she quickly and respectfully called out: "Mr. Huo."
Inside the house, Mu Qian, who was originally lazy, heard this call and immediately jumped up from the sofa and hurried to the door, just in time to see Rong Qingzi accompanying Mr. Huo through the door.
"Grandpa, why did you run out of the hospital?" Mu Qian frowned, "Has the doctor approved your discharge?"
Mr. Huo glanced at her and said, "I'm not discharged from the hospital. I just went out for a walk."
Mu Qian looked at Rong Qingzi, who glanced at her and seemed too lazy to explain anything to her.
Mu Qian had no choice but to help Mr. Huo enter the door first.
As soon as Mr. Huo saw the dresses in the room, he immediately laughed, "It seems that we are here at the right time today. We can see what Qian Qian looks like in a wedding dress. Qingzi, do you want to see it?"
Rong Qingzi glanced at Mu Qian again, then smiled, "Of course I do."
Mu Qian was originally uninterested, but now her eyes lit up, as if they were two people before. She looked at Mr. Huo and said, "Since grandpa wants to see it, I'll show him every piece of clothing."
Mr. Huo just smiled, "Okay, go change it quickly!"
Mu Qian then changed into one wedding dress after another, and at the same time said to Mr. Huo: "Grandpa said which one looks good, I will wear it when the time comes."
"Silly boy." Mr. Huo said, "In Grandpa's opinion, no matter what you wear, you look equally good. You should ask your mother!"
After hearing this, Mu Qian looked at Rong Qingzi again and said with a smile: "Yes, my mother has the best taste, so let her help me choose the wedding dress and the dress."
Rong Qingzi had a faint expression on her face, and she only replied: "Okay."
"Great." Mu Qian responded and got up to change into another dress.
Tian Mi always followed Mu Qian to help her get dressed. After Mr. Huo appeared, Mu Qian had been very active. This time when she returned to the temporary dressing room downstairs, her whole body seemed to be drained of energy.
He just walked away and didn't take the initiative to take off his clothes. He just looked at himself in the mirror, looking a little lost.
"Miss Mu?" Tian Mi couldn't help but call her, "Are you tired? Do you need a rest?"
Mu Qian quickly came to her senses, looked at the mirror again, and laughed, "No, no need."
It's true that she wasn't tired, but for a moment just now, when she looked at herself in a wedding dress in the mirror, she suddenly felt some inexplicable sadness.
It's just that she didn't clearly understand the reason for this sentimentality.
Seeing this, Tian Mi picked another dress and sent it to Mu Qian. After seeing Mu Qian put it on, she took out her mobile phone and habitually took photos for records.
When Mu Qian turned around and walked out of the dressing room, Tian Mi's cell phone suddenly rang several times. When she opened it, she saw a message from Zhuang Yan, asking her to send some photos of Mu Qian trying on clothes.
Tian Mi didn't refuse and sent over the few photos she had just taken.
At the headquarters of the Huo Group, as soon as Zhuang Yan received the photo, he couldn't help but share it with Qi Yuan, "Look, Miss Mu's latest photo of trying on a wedding dress!"
Qi Yuan was preparing the materials for a meeting with Huo Jinxi in another company. He had no time to pay attention to her, so Zhuang Yan admired them for himself and said, "You said, if I print out these photos and put them on Mr. Huo's desk, Mr. Huo
Will you give me a salary increase?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of Huo Jinxi's office suddenly opened. Huo Jinxi happened to walk out and heard Zhuang Yan's words.
"What photo?" Huo Jinxi asked.
Zhuang Yan immediately stood up and handed the phone to Huo Jinxi, "This is a photo of Miss Mu trying on a wedding dress. Miss Mu is really beautiful. She looks so good in every wedding dress."
Huo Jinxi looked down at the photos on her phone. On the screen, she had black eyes and red lips, her hair was rolled up casually, and her wedding dress was white, making her features look picturesque.
Huo Jinxi suddenly flashed back some long-standing memories in his mind.