Because on the wedding day, many employees of Su's had already met him.
Zhao Dong didn't want to stand on the roadside and be looked at frequently, so he simply drove the car into the underground parking lot.
The license plate had been registered long ago and the journey was smooth.
In the parking lot, two security guards guided Zhao Dong to park the car in a special area.
The car was stuffy, so Zhao Dong simply lowered the window and smoked a cigarette.
Soon, the sound of high heels could be heard in the quiet parking lot.
Zhao Dong looked in the rearview mirror and was stunned for a moment.
The person who came over was Su Qing. In the past, when I saw her dressing up, she was mostly young and fashionable, playful and cute.
Today is different, the dress is more formal, fashionable and sexy at the same time.
She wears a beige windbreaker on the outside, with a red sweater underneath, a one-step skirt underneath, and the last one is the recently popular deerskin boots.
The boots are very tight, above the knees.
Although the style is simple, the requirements for leg shape are extremely high.
Under the wrapping, the straight calves were exposed at will.
Especially the exposed ring of white and tender skin is very eye-catching.
Just as she was thinking about it, Su Qing had already stopped, leaned against the car and asked, "Does it look good?"
Zhao Dong couldn't handle this sentence, coughed slightly and said: "You are no older than me."
Su Qing rolled her eyes, "What are you afraid of? My sister is not here."
"Seriously, I'm asking you!"
Zhao Dong was stunned for a moment, "What are you asking me?"
Su Qing blinked, "Do I look better dressed like this now, or do I look better dressed like that before?"
Zhao Dong didn't dare to look further and said vaguely: "Absolutely."
Su Qing stepped in dissatisfied, "What do you mean almost the same? Are two completely different styles good?"
"It used to be called girlish style, but now it's called ladylike style!"
Zhao Dong was curious, "Okay, what style should I change?"
Su Qing muttered, "I'm not my dad yet, so he insists on letting me come to work..."
After saying that, she slapped her hand and said, "No, I'm asking you a question, don't change the subject!"
Zhao Dong hurriedly avoided, "I'm smoking, be careful not to burn you!"
Seeing her reluctance, he responded, "They all look good."
Su Qing asked again, "Compared with my sister, which one of us has better dressing sense?"
Zhao Dong became interested, "Want to hear the truth?"
Su Qing rolled her eyes, "Nonsense!"
Zhao Dong said matter-of-factly: "Of course she's your sister, she can handle whatever she wears."
"You...are a little short of the mark!"
Su Qing glared angrily, "Zhao Dong, are you disgusting? My sister is not here, is it so obvious that you flatter her?"
Zhao Dong shrugged, "This is the truth!"
Su Qing pouted, "You can pull her down, you are just afraid of her and don't dare to tell the truth!"
"Don't look at me calling her sister, she is only a few months older than me."
"To be honest, my figure is much better than hers!"
As she spoke, her tone became increasingly charming, like a little devil, "If you don't believe it... would you like to try it?"
Zhao Dong was speechless, and just as he didn't know how to resist, a voice suddenly came from the phone in Su Qing's hand, "Su Qing, I'm warning you, don't go too far!"
Hearing Sophie's voice, a cold sweat broke out on Zhao Dong's back.
Su Qing brought the phone to her mouth and said nonchalantly: "Look at how stingy you are, are you kidding me? Do you think I will really let him touch me?"
"Aren't I going to test him for you?"
Sophie scolded, "Su Qing, you and your brother-in-law are the same age. Do you believe it or not, I asked my second uncle to take care of you?"