C36 (2/2)
The woman withdrew her smile and answered with a slow ”Oh”. Huo Runhan did not look at her, so he naturally did not notice the obvious thoughts in the eyes of Cen Jiawen, who had always been a brash person.
The two of them got into Huo Runhan's car. Today, he changed to a limited edition sports car, which was also black. When Miss Cen saw this car, she felt like crying. A few years ago, she wanted to buy this car, but it was a pity that it was a limited edition car, there were only three in the whole world. She never expected that Huo Runhan would actually have one under his name.
When the man saw that her brows were filled with excitement, she faintly smiled. Back then, she had heard others say that she liked this car. Now, it seemed that it was true.
Cen Jiawen sat in the driver's seat, and leaned her head against the man's perfect side profile, ”Huo Runhan, when did you buy this car?”
”Last year.”
”Can I discuss something with you?”
”Speak.”
Seeing that there was something going on, the Miss Cen went straight to the point, ”You have so many cars, you don't need this one anyway. Why don't you sell this one to me?
Huo Runhan tried to make sense of her words, ”I'm not selling.”
”I'll buy you double!”
”Not for sale.”
”Three times!”
”Not for sale.”
”... Ten times! ” Cen Jiawen clenched her teeth, ”This is the highest price, otherwise I would have to sell myself to pay my debt.”
”Then sell yourself. If you take the initiative tonight, I can send you off.”
Miss Cen: ”...”
Along the way, the couple happily discussed the issue of buying and selling cars.
Finally, the car stopped at the most famous international styling shop in Victoria District A.
”What are you doing here?” When Huo Runhan stopped the car, Cen Jiawen lazily looked at the car door and asked him.
”Aren't you going to the party?” Huo Runhan replied indifferently.
”Why did I come here to attend the banquet? Laozi has a bunch of dresses and my makeup skills are much better than these makeup artists.”
Huo Runhan didn't say anything. He thought back to the scene when Cen Jiawen came to their villa in the Bluemouth District. Those clothes and high-heels were so many that they almost drowned a person to death. The housekeeper and the servants spent more than two hours tidying up her things.
He finally understood that it was true that Cen Jiawen had said at that time that she had to buy all the colors in the same brand.
As soon as they entered, the manager saw them. The manager rushed over and asked respectfully: ”Hello, Mr. Huo, Miss Cen, what do you need?”
Just as Huo Runhan was about to speak, he jokingly said: ”Love service, do you have this?”
… …. The manager's face turned green, while the man looked at her speechlessly.
Miss Cen innocently spread her hands. She couldn't blame her, her way of asking the questions was simply too daydreaming. She coughed and said seriously, ”I'm just joking. We have to attend the banquet tonight to make a model.”
The manager heaved a sigh of relief, called over the best few clothing and stylist in the shop and started to make Cen Jiawen's hair. Huo Runhan was the fastest, and it only took him a while to recover. Since he had nothing to do, he went to the side to look at all kinds of gowns.
Cen Jiawen had made her hair and makeup for more than an hour. Originally, the stylist wanted to give her a plate of hair, but Miss Cen rejected it decisively, so he kept her wavy hair. As a result, her delicate face was fully revealed. Every single feature on her face seemed to be the most perfect work of art, without the slightest blemish. When combined together, it would make her a beauty that could topple empires and cause the heavens to tremble.
Her beauty couldn't help but cause everyone present to sigh in admiration. Miss Cen proudly looked at her reflection in the mirror, haughtily saying: ”Actually, after watching for so many years, I have become accustomed to it. Sometimes, I even feel that I look really ordinary and am not good-looking at all.”
Everyone was silent.
Miss Cen, don't you look so pretty, then you can only be satisfied with what you look like …
The two dress designers came at the right time, holding in their hands a custom-made dress of the sort that trimmed a fish-tailed skirt with a V-neck, back exposed, the hem pressed against the legs, making them slender and slender. However, Cen Jiawen was a little displeased, because whether this color was typical Chinese red or blood-red, the red color was at a level that was comparable to human blood.
However, this kind of behavior still suited her aesthetic standards.
When Cen Jiawen came out of the changing room, everyone in the shop instantly focused their gaze on her. For a few seconds, the entire world felt quiet. Cen Jiawen blinked her watery eyes, as she looked at the rest of the people with tender feelings, and asked: ”Did it look good?”
”Good, good!”
”It's so beautiful …”
”Miss Cen, this gown was simply tailored for you. There are a lot of celebrities coming and going our shop, but you are definitely the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.”
”Do you have the feeling that all the women I've seen before were men?” Miss Cen climbed up the pole smoothly, giving off a bit of sunlight that overflowed.
It was hard for them to not have a face to agree with him. Even though it was really pretty.
Huo Runhan looked at her with a deep look in his eyes, as if something deep had flashed past. This dress was indeed very suitable for her. Her skin was as smooth as cream, and her figure was slender. She had a devilish face, a bewitching beauty. He suddenly wanted to kiss her fiercely, and then …
Huo Runhan thought so, and did the same. He casually pulled over a mink cape and pulled Cen Jiawen into the changing room.
”Hey, Huo Runhan, you … ”Oh, oh …”
Miss Cen looked at the man who seemed to be stunned by the demon. He kissed her crazily, using his brute force to push her against the wall, and the two of them grinded their lips together. The intense force was frightening Cen Jiawen, as she was afraid that this man would tear her apart.