Chapter 4254 : Delusion: Do you really think I'm a softie?
Just at this time.
The shopping guide said: "Sir, you have come out to try on clothes."
Qiao Nian raised her head and saw a man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, wearing the shirt she chose. His cufflinks were half-rolled, his fingers were long and white, and his joints were clearly defined like works of art.
The whole person is arrogant and outgoing.
"How is it?" Ye Wangchuan looked at her.
Qiao Nian was stunned for a moment. She sat there elegantly and looked up and down. She supported her chin with her hand and nodded with certainty: "It looks good!"
Next, Ye Wangchuan tried on the seven or eight clothes Qiao Nian picked for him one by one.
He himself is a walking clothes hanger.
Qiao Nian has a sharp eye, and every piece of clothing he picks is particularly suitable for him. Each has its own style, but it all suits him.
Ye Wangchuan changed his clothes and came out. He handed the seven or eight pieces of clothes he had tried on to the shopping guide: "Wrap them all up for me."
Then he took out his wallet, pulled out a black card and handed it over: "Swipe this card, password 253418."
"Okay, okay." The shopping guide took it over with surprise and said hurriedly: "Guest, please wait a moment, I will pack it right away."
The price of a piece of clothing here is in the five figures.
Slightly more expensive clothes cost over six figures.
There are quite a few customers who come here to buy clothes, and those who buy seven or eight pieces in one go without batting an eye are considered a minority.
Because usually this type of customers have new season clothes delivered directly to their homes by their brand every time, and the shopping guide doesn’t know what kind of bad luck he has today to encounter such customers coming to shop.
In addition to their salary, they also receive commissions.
Guests like Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan are what they want.
The shopping guide packed the clothes they bought and handed the shopping bags to the young man. He also reminded him thoughtfully: "Sir, if it is inconvenient for you to take it, you only need to give us your address and we can deliver it to you."
Go home."
Ye Wangchuan was extremely patient and carried the shopping bag, heading to that stop to create a scene of its own: "No, I'll take it myself."
The shopping guide immediately fell silent: "Okay."
He turned around and called the girl: "Let's go shopping for what you want to buy."
Qiao Nian raised her hand from behind and pulled down her peaked cap. After walking out of the store, she paused for a moment and couldn't help but say: "Just now..."
She just started talking.
His hand was held by someone and wrapped firmly in his pocket.
Ye Wangchuan naturally held her hand, feeling extremely happy: "Qiao Shen really thinks I'm a softie?"
"Ahem." Qiao Nian choked.
Ye Wangchuan used his other hand to calm her patiently, and waited for the girl to recover before taking back his hand: "I don't have much money, but I still have money for dates."
He held Qiao Nian's hand again: "Let's go, I'll pay for it today."
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M continent.
Nie Qingru’s residence.
The black Lincoln drove into the manor and parked steadily outside the castle-like building.
The servant quickly trotted over and opened the rear door, carefully guarding the height of the car frame, fearing that the people inside would bump their heads.
Nie Qingru got out of the car. The wide brim of her hat covered her aging face, but could not block her aggressive aura.
None of the servants dared to raise their head to peek at her.
She entered in a hurry, took off her gloves, and threw them on the ground.
Immediately, a servant would see it, pick it up with small steps, wash it, put it away, and send it back to the cloakroom for her.
Nie Qingru didn't pay attention to these trivial matters. He walked to the large antique leather sofa where he usually liked to sit, took a bottle of wine, and asked the servant to bring glasses and ice cubes.