Baisuyi's already livid face turned red and white. She threw the clothes she chose on the ground and shouted, "Humph, I won't come to your shop if you ask me to come. I still think it's a waste to wear clothes of the same brand with such a poor woman!"
After that, he took Jiang Yinxin and left the store without looking back.
An Muran, who was standing next to the cashier, exclaimed in his heart, "It's fun." His mouth curved into a happy smile.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi'an's unintentional decision made her punish Baisu Yiyi. However, this could only be regarded as a small punishment. Baisu Yiyi had insulted her in public at the wedding, so she had to take revenge even worse. As for the scumbag Jiang Yinxin, she had to let him get the punishment he deserved.
Thinking of this, An Muran couldn't help looking at the two figures in the distance. Baisu Yi was holding Jiang Yinxin's arm and striding forward. Their crossed hands still hurt An Muran's eyes.
"Miss, have these clothes been wrapped up for you?" a waiter asked.
An Muran came to his senses and took a look at the clothes in the waiter's hands. He quickly shook his head and said, "Oh, no, I just want the pink one. Besides, I have to pay for it. Otherwise, I can't take it."
The reason why she said these clothes just now was to stimulate Baisu Yiyi. She didn't really want them. After all, these clothes were expensive. Although the waiter had said that the CEO, Mr. Jiang, could give them to her for free, she didn't dare to accept them easily. After all, this was a favor. She couldn't pay it back, and she didn't want Zhou Yi'an to pay it back for her.
The waiter wanted to chat for a while more, but seeing An Muran insist on it, he called his superior and asked for instructions. After getting the order, he did not say anything more, but wrapped up the pink dress that An Muran had chosen and handed it to her.
An Muran took the paper bag and walked out of the shop.
On the other side, Zhou Yi'an had come out of the meeting, and his cell phone was also ringing at this time.
There was a flash of joy on the man's face, but when he saw the name on the mobile phone screen, his face immediately sank.
Zhou Yi'an unhappily pressed the answer button and said, "Hello."
"Hey, our Young Master An's voice sounds a little unhappy. Shouldn't I call you at this time?" Although it was a question, the man said with certainty, and his voice was full of a wicked smile.
"Mr. Jiang, I don't know why you're so idle. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."
"Wait, Young Master An, you are too heartless. Just now, you called me to pick out clothes for your wife." Jiang Shaolin emphasized the word "wife". He knew about Zhou Yi'an's marriage, but the wedding was very low-key. He did not invite his friends in the business world. Naturally, he had never seen An Muran.
Moreover, Zhou Yi'an was famous for being a playboy. He had always been involved in scandals and had had countless girlfriends, but he had never seen anyone take him seriously. This time, he actually called to ask for his help for this mysterious new bride. It was really unprecedented.
However, Zhou Yi'an's new wife was also interesting. She didn't even want her clothes and insisted on paying. He became more and more curious about this woman.
When Jiang Shaolin mentioned this, Zhou Yi'an's expression finally changed a little. He pretended to ask casually, "How is it? Did she choose a lot of clothes?"
"That's really not true. Your wife didn't take anything for free. She's really considerate of me." Jiang Shaolin sighed.
Hearing this, Zhou Yi'an was stunned, but soon he showed a happy smile. Well, it was indeed like what An Muran would do. Unlike other women he knew, An Muran was more... Well, how to say that he was lazy and managed his family?
The more Zhou Yi'an thought about it, the happier he became. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, which made Zhou Yang, the secretary next to him, couldn't help but feel surprised. It was rare to see Young Master An smiling so happily.
"Hey, when will you bring us brothers to meet your wife? I'm really curious about her." Jiang Shaolin said with a sinister smile, as if they were gossiping.
Zhou Yi'an did not want to pay any more attention to Jiang Shaolin and hung up the phone.
Zhou Yi'an hung up the phone and looked at the marketing manager who followed him. "Zhang An, when can we complete this project as soon as possible?"
The man called Zhang An immediately turned over the information in his hand. After a long while, he pushed up the black-framed glasses on his face and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhou, it will be Monday soon."
Zhou Yi'an pursed his thin lips, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he said, "I don't care what method you use. You have to finish this project early before Sunday, because I will come back on Sunday." After that, Zhou Yi'an ignored the embarrassment on Zhang An's face and strode forward.
Sunday was the day An Muran was going to take part in the selection of Bian Yuli. He was really worried about letting her go alone.
According to the agreement, she sent someone to pick An Muran up on time on Sunday. An Muran had been prepared early and sat in the living room.
She was wearing a pink dress stolen from Bai Suyi that day, and her beautiful collarbone was faintly exposed. The makeup on her face was exquisite. It was neither coquettish nor flamboyant, which made her look like a woman. In addition, she was wrapped in the dress and had an impeccable figure. It was eye-catching to sit there without moving.
When she heard the doorbell, she quickly got up and opened the door.
A young man in his twenties was standing at the door. He was wearing a formal black suit. He looked like a driver. When he saw An Muran, he was obviously stunned for a few seconds. Then he asked somewhat uncertainly, "Excuse me, is Ms. An Muran here?"
The man was Bian Yuli's driver, Little Wang. Before coming, she had greeted him, saying that An Muran was not good-looking and dressed in a very vulgar way. She told him not to make a mistake. But the person in front of him was not what she said. It was said that Zhou Yi'an was romantic. Did he accidentally break something?
Just as the driver, Wang, was lost in thought, the woman in front of him nodded and said with a smile, "I am An Muran. Did your sister-in-law send you to pick me up?"
Little Wang didn't know how to react for a few seconds. This woman was really An Muran!
It was said that there was a gap between men and women in terms of vision, but it was not that big of a difference. The woman in front of him was obviously very beautiful.
"Shall we set off now?" An Muran looked at the man in front of him and stood still for a long time. He couldn't help asking.
Only then did Little Wang come to his senses. He made way for An Muran and said apologetically, "Oh, oh, I'm sorry. Second Madam is so beautiful. I was lost in thought. I'm really sorry."