The next morning, the driver took Zhou Yanchen, Mo Xiran and Chu Zhouran to Ancheng Airport together.

Not only is it the first time I went to Xuancheng, but it is also the first time I took the first class cabin.

Mo Xiran tried to stay calm and not let herself look like a rustic bun.

However, the first class cabin is really good, the seats are comfortable and the space is large, even the flight attendant is particularly beautiful.

But are all the flight attendants here so enthusiastic?

I come every ten minutes to ask if I need help. The service is so friendly.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiran also came to Chu Zhouran and said this.

Compared to the cold Zhou Yanchen, Mo Xiran felt that Chu Zhouran was not enough to describe him as approachable.

"This is not the case with other cabin flight attendants."

Chu Zhouran curled his lips and looked at her, "You can't see that they came to see their uncle on purpose?"

"Huh?" After Chu Zhouran reminded him, Mo Xiran suddenly realized.

So that's the case. Sure enough, the beauty is the focus everywhere.

Seeing that Mo Xiran had nothing but a sudden enlightenment expression, Chu Zhouran couldn't help but smile and asked, "Aren't you jealous?"

"Jealous? Why are you jealous?"

"They're your husband's idea."

"What's the matter?" Mo Xiran waved his hand and said indifferently, "Everyone has a love for beauty."

When Chu Zhouran heard this, he shook his head and laughed.

After several hours of flight, the plane landed safely at Xuancheng Airport.

The three of them came out of the VIP passage, and someone was waiting at the exit to greet him.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Chu, welcome."

Zhou Yanchen's face was cold and gloomy, just like a proud peacock.

Of course, this is what Mo Xiran gave him in his heart.

Chu Zhouran stepped forward and shook hands with the handsome guy in a suit, and smiled and said, "Han Xu, long time no see."

Han Xu smiled and said, "Long time no see."

After looking at Zhou Yanchen, Han Xu turned sideways and made a "please" gesture, "The car is ready."

The black Lamborghini was parked outside the airport, and Han Xu drove them to the place where they were staying.

At the entrance of the Imperial Hotel, Han Xu parked the car and led them to the booked room.

"The anniversary banquet is tomorrow night, at the Gu family. The banquet starts at 7:30 and a car will come to pick it up at 6 o'clock."

"knew."

"Then nothing is going to happen, I'll leave first."

"Okay. Go slowly."

Han Xu left, and Chu Zhouran also returned to his room.

The waiter brought their luggage up, and Zhou Yanchen took off his coat and went into the bathroom.

Mo Xiran took out the clothes in the suitcase and hung them up, and then ran to the terrace.

Breathing the air, she spread her arms.

This is Xuancheng.

Lying on the handrail of the balcony, Mo Xiran looked outside in a daze, and a low male voice sounded behind him: "Go and take a shower, and then we go out."

Looking back, she asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhou Yanchen opened the wardrobe and took out his white shirt and put it on, "Stop talking!"

Flower Studio.

"Yo! Isn't this beautiful man Zhou? Long time no see."

The person who came was wearing white trousers and a red top, tall figure and temperament like orchids.

Walking up and holding Zhou Yanchen's arm, Su Yang looked at Mo Xiran, "Who is this little girl? She is so beautiful."

There are only a few people who can be called beautiful by Su Yang. If Mo Xiran knows a little about the fashion circle, he will know Su Yang's name.

"Pick her a dress." Zhou Yanchen frowned and pulled his arm out of Su Yang's arms.

Su Yang was not angry either, and hugged his arm, "For the wedding anniversary banquet of Tang Tang tomorrow?"

Zhou Yanchen said nothing, turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Su Yang's eyes flashed, and she curled her lips and smiled, "Coincidentally, Zhao Rui also chose a dress for Xiaohan from me yesterday, this number."

With five fingers stretched out, Su Yang blinked, "What price does Zhou Meiren want?"

Only knowing that Zhou Yanchen and Zhao Rui were not in a match, Su Yang thought in his heart that he would not criticize him. He was really sorry for himself.

Zhou Yanchen closed his eyes. Before he could speak, Mo Xiran rushed to a row of dresses and picked up a black one.

"This is pretty good."

"Puff" Su Yang couldn't help laughing, "This little girl is so cute."

I have inexplicably developed a good impression of Mo Xiran, and that's what Su Yang is like. Money is nothing.

Walking towards Mo Xiran, she hugged her shoulders, took the black dress from her hand and hung it back.

"This is not for you. Although it is from my studio, it is just garbage."

"Uh, is that right? Haha." Mo Xiran was a little embarrassed.

Su Yang pinched the tip of her nose and said, "Come with me."

Even if Mo Xiran doesn't understand, he can see that the clothes here are very different from those outside. They are simply not on the same level and are incomparable.

"Look at which one I like, I will give you some advice."

"Okay." Mo Xiran nodded and walked towards those beautiful evening dresses.

A woman is born with no resistance to clothes and jewelry. Her slender fingers slid across the clothes. She suddenly thought of something and asked Su Yang: "Well, did you just say that someone came to choose a dress yesterday?"

"Do you know Zhao Rui and Xiaohan?"

"Oh, I've seen it once." After pursing his lips, Mo Xiran asked, "Well, which dress did Miss Jiang choose?"

"I only have one dress here. If you want to know, you can only watch it myself tomorrow." Su Yang said, and took off two dresses, one white and one red from the hanger. "How about these two?"

"Everything looks good." Mo Xiran said sincerely.

Su Yang smiled and said, "Then try it all and see which one is best for you."

After being pushed into the fitting room, Mo Xiran took a white dress and started wearing it.

I should meet her at the banquet tomorrow.

The woman who was still loved by Zhou Yanchen even though she was a married woman.

Because of her, she was scolded by Zhou Yanchen, so she had a strange hostility towards her for no reason.

Moreover, this can be regarded as a head-on confrontation between my wife and her old lover.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiran was stunned and laughed at herself.

Oh! What are she thinking about!

Her wife is fake, but her old lover is fake.

After changing into a white dress, Mo Xiran walked out of the fitting room with her skirt.

The chest wrap design is wide open on the hem and the sequins on it are dazzling like stars.

"Good, it's very suitable for you." Su Yang held her chin with one hand and smiled, "What do you think?"

Mo Xiran touched the sequins on the hem of the skirt and couldn't let it go, but the dress was a bit too eye-catching.

Looking back at Su Yang, she said, "I think it's better to change one."

"Why?" Su Yang was surprised.

Mo Xiran smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'll go to someone else's wedding anniversary banquet. It's a bit eye-catching to wear this one, but it's better to be more ordinary."

"Hehe." After hearing Mo Xiran's explanation, Su Yang smiled faintly.

Mo Xiran bit his lip and said, "I have no other meaning."

"I know." Su Yang nodded, turned around and walked back to the clothes hanger.

After tugging her fingers on it a few times, she took out a royal blue cheongsam. It was not the Chinese cheongsam, but the style of combining China and Europe.

"How is this?"

Mo Xiran's eyes lit up, not too conspicuous, but very distinctive.
To be continued...