Fortunately, we entered the mall not far away.

Ji Changmu took Qiao Muyuan into the elevator and went to the men's custom-made clothing counter on the top floor.

Qiao Muyuan was a little girl who didn't know anything about men's clothing, so she followed Ji Changmu in a daze.

Ji Changmu said lightly: "That day, all my clothes were stained from the inside out by you."

"I see... I drank too much..." Qiao Muyuan scratched his head. It was really annoying and he held on to it. "I'll pay for your clothes. I won't let you go."

"Um."

The elevator reaches the top floor of the shopping mall. There are very few people here and the privacy is very good. The clothes are all customized. Each one is unique and never the same.

"Sir, Miss, good morning." A clerk immediately greeted them.

Walking into a store with no customers, Ji Changmu picked up clothes casually.

He is a clothes showman himself, and today, Saturday, he wore a simple black loose coat in a sophisticated and elegant manner.

Qiao Muyuan slumped down on the sofa as soon as she walked in. She couldn't get excited looking at the gray and black eyes.

What to eat for lunch? Her little mind started to figure it out.

"Qiao Muyuan." Ji Changmu glanced at her coldly, "Help me choose."

"I... can't choose."

"You have to learn."

"..."

She reluctantly stood up from the sofa and walked to him to help him choose clothes.

However, although she doesn't know much about men's clothing, she is still aware of it and has an aesthetic appreciation for it.

She helped him choose a gray long coat: "Can you try this, okay?"

"Okay." He almost didn't say anything.

He went to try on clothes, and she helped him pick out some sweaters and pants.

She couldn't remember what happened that night. She seemed to have vomited once when she got off the bus, and she didn't seem to get out. She might have vomited all over Ji Changmu.

From the inside to the outside...well, do you really have to help him pick from the inside to the outside? To what extent? Qiao Muyuan's face turned red.

"Miss, you can ask your husband to try this dark blue sweater. It is suitable for home and office. Your husband is a natural clothes hanger. He is suitable for every style of clothing in our house."

Qiao Muyuan just wanted to explain, but thinking that there would be no next time, he was too lazy to explain anymore.

Qiao Muyuan accompanied Ji Changmu to try on clothes.

She didn't even try on clothes with her brother. Of course, her brother disliked her.

Every time Ji Changmu changed his clothes, Qiao Muyuan would stare at him. The man had broad shoulders and narrow waist, and looked thin and muscular when dressed and undressed. Qiao Muyuan was fascinated by the sight. The man who was over thirty years old was completely different from the arrogant and cold boy back then.

It's different. Today's Ji Changmu...has a mature and stable elite aura all over his body.

Qiao Muyuan's eyes wandered around him, and his heartbeat was irregular.

"Qiao Muyuan, which one do you like?" he asked.

"Any outfit is fine, you will be well-dressed."

"Don't be perfunctory, whichever one you like."

"This one." Qiao Muyuan didn't dare to argue with him, pointing to her favorite set of clothes.

"Then this is it." Ji Changmu decided quickly, "Go and check out."

"Well." Qiao Muyuan drooped her head. She was a tool without emotions.

Sure enough, the clothes Ji Changmu liked were not cheap.

The whole set costs nearly one hundred thousand dollars.

Qiao Muyuan is about to cry. She has no money, okay? Just because her family has money doesn't mean she has money. She really isn't an ATM machine.

But thinking that the clothes Ji Changmu bought her last time didn't seem cheap, she cruelly swiped her card.
Chapter completed!