Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

"Are you unhappy?" Yan Mingchuan's wheelchair stopped next to Cheng Xihe, and his hand gently rested on the armrest.

Cheng Xihe leaned on the railing, looking down at the crowd of people coming and going.

"no."

She turned her head, her beautiful eyes looking at Yan Mingchuan, a smile playing in them:

"I just find it strange that what she went through has nothing to do with me, and I don't even know her well."

She was subjected to such hatred for no reason, which even forced her to physically assault someone.

All hatred stems from jealousy.

But the culprit who made her this way was clearly her father.

She did not hate her father.

What kind of logic is that?

Looking down at Yan Mingchuan, Cheng Xihe said softly, "I'm sorry, I made you get scolded along with me just now."

"It's alright." Yan Mingchuan stretched out his arm and patted her back. "Don't think so much. What else do you want to buy? Let's go shopping."

"it is good."

Composing himself, Cheng Xihe smiled slightly.

The two shopped for another two hours, thoroughly exploring the entire mall and buying a huge amount of bags and jewelry.

More than 20 million yuan was spent in one go.

"Mr. Yan, you've gone to so much trouble." Cheng Xihe leaned against the railing, looking thoughtfully at Yan Mingchuan.

This was their first official meeting, not counting the time they had concealed their identities, and Yan Mingchuan was so willing to spend money.

It's nice to have money.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Mingchuan pressed down on the corners of his lips and looked at Cheng Xihe.

Shaking his head, Cheng Xihe said, "Is it alright to just put everything here?"

"Don't worry, the things we bought will be delivered to our home by a dedicated person."

Yan Mingchuan moved his wheelchair: "It's still early. Shall we grab something to eat first, then get our hair and makeup done?"

"Okay, do you want to drive?" Cheng Xihe walked slowly beside him.

Yan Mingchuan: "It's on the fifth floor, not far."

"it is good."

As they walked, Cheng Xihe asked, "Will today's engagement party also require a long period of styling?"

I was exhausted from styling her hair yesterday.

Although the effect was not bad, it only met Qin Jian's requirements.

That old man is restless.

"Just do something simple, change your clothes," Yan Mingchuan said, noticing her fatigue.

Cheng Xihe sighed quietly.

Her relationship with Yan Mingchuan is developing way too fast.

The collaboration was just confirmed yesterday, the engagement is today, and tomorrow we're supposed to attend Chairman Yan's birthday banquet.

It can only be described as a seamless process.

"Um?"

Yan Mingchuan sensed something was wrong and said understandingly, "If you don't want to, this is fine too."

"How could that be? It's just mutual help."

Once she gets paid, she has to do the job; changing clothes is just a matter of time.

The two ate very quickly, and came out of the restaurant in less than fifty minutes.

Just then, Su Jin came up the escalator.

He strode up to the two of them: "Brother Yan, everything's ready. Sister-in-law, let's go this way."

"Sister-in-law?" Cheng Xihe said helplessly, "Just call me by my name..."

Calling her "sister-in-law" or something feels awkward.

"That won't do, it's more convenient for you, sister-in-law." Su Jin hurriedly refused and went behind Yan Mingchuan to push his wheelchair.

As the younger brother, how can you call your sister-in-law by her name?

The clothing store is filled with a dazzling array of clothes.

This is a brand store, filled with the latest clothing styles. The designs are youthful and stylish, and many wealthy young ladies love to wear this brand.

Seeing Cheng Xihe looking at her curiously, Su Jin explained, "Sister-in-law, the clothes in this store are very popular with young ladies. You are in the prime of your youth now, so this is suitable for you."

"Okay, thank you."

Cheng Xihe smiled, and Su Jin revealed a smug smile.

Yan Mingchuan: ...

"Ah, Brother Yan, I didn't mean you're old," Su Jin quickly tried to cover up, but the more she tried, the darker Yan Mingchuan's face became.

While they were talking, the shop assistant closed the door: "Mr. Su, as you requested, the store is closing now."

All the new clothes are ready; you can start choosing now.

The three sat on a sofa, with two shop assistants pushing a cart and the three shop assistants taking turns showing clothes to Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe frowned: "I don't want any pink ones."

"Okay, we'll adjust it right away." The shop assistant, wearing white gloves, deftly took off the pink clothes.

Soon all the pink clothes on the stroller disappeared.

"You choose first, no rush."

Yan Mingchuan nodded to her, took the laptop Su Jin handed him, and began working with his eyes lowered.

Cheng Xihe's gaze fell on the clothes. She stood up, walked over, and picked them out: "Polka dots, no."

"OK."

Su Jin said from the side, "Sister-in-law, don't wear all black, you can choose whatever else you like."

"I know."

Finally, Cheng Xihe chose a light blue, fitted A-line maxi dress, paired with strappy high-heeled sandals.

She looks completely different from how she did yesterday.

If yesterday she was a cool and aloof goddess, today she looks like a pure and beautiful innocent girl.

"My hairstyle is easy to fix." She tied her hair into a bun, with a few loose strands falling down.

Su Jin glanced at it, and her eyes lit up.

The woman who was so mature and elegant yesterday was quite a good match for Brother Yan.

She looks so pure and innocent today; you can really feel how tender and juicy she is.

Su Jin glanced at Yan Mingchuan, then silently turned back.

"Is it pretty?"

Cheng Xihe raised his eyebrows, his gaze towards the two men questioning.

"Um?"

Yan Mingchuan looked up and paused in his movements when he met Cheng Xihe's clear eyes.

He remained silent for a long while before slowly saying, "It's beautiful, and it suits you very well."

However, this widened the age gap between the two.

"OK, that's it."

Cheng Xihe twirled around, her skirt billowing slightly in the air, revealing small white flowers pressed against the hem.

"We don't need the others, just this one."

Cheng Xihe stopped and smiled with great satisfaction.

"Okay." The shop assistant nodded, secretly thinking how incredibly wealthy they were.

The price of this dress is far less than what you'd pay for booking the entire venue.

"etc."

Yan Mingchuan pointed with his finger: "This one, this one, and these few, we don't want any of them."

Wrap up everything else.

"Huh?" Su Jin exclaimed in confusion.

Cheng Xihe stared intently at Yan Mingchuan: "What do you mean?"

"I saw you try them on just now, and they all looked great on you. Buy them and wear them in rotation."

With a wave of his hand, Yan Mingchuan bought up most of the clothes in the store, showing his extravagant spending.

The shop assistant paused for a moment, then her tone became more relaxed: "Okay, ladies, we'll check the dresses right away and pack them up for you."

"Ah Jin, go and have someone take a look. We should go, it's almost time." Yan Mingchuan closed his laptop and looked at Su Jin.

Su Jin nodded: "Okay."

The secretaries who had just been counting the gold jewelry rushed to the scene, started counting the clothes, and watched as people packed their things before making payment.

"Walk."

The three entered the underground parking garage, and the car headed back towards the Xiyue Hotel from yesterday...