100 Days of Honey Wars: Dictatorship Boss, flirt

Qiao Mucheng threw the broken skirt on the ground, looked at the blue skirt left in Jiang Luyao's hand and asked, "Do you need to tear off the other one too?"

Jiang Luyao suddenly felt angry, dropped the skirt in his hand, walked back and picked up the one in the box, trying to tear it up like him.

Will you tear it up?Tear up this one too, and see how he can force himself to wear it.

However, after tearing it off, there was no response.

Tear it up again, it's still not rotten.

Unexpectedly, a material that looks so soft is actually so tough.

Qiao Mucheng calmly said behind her, "If it's so easy to tear, why is it worth millions?"

Worth... how many millions?

Hearing this number, Jiang Luyao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little bit hesitant to do it.

This guy must be out of his mind, actually spending millions of dollars to buy a dress just to show off at the reception?

"What's so great about a few million? To me, the things I don't like are worthless. Don't force me to do anything according to your wishes!" Jiang Luyao still said stubbornly.

Seeing that she refused to compromise, Qiao Mucheng suddenly softened his tone and said, "It's really nothing special, but I want to see how you wear it, so I bought it back."

At this moment, Jiang Luyao couldn't believe his ears.

President Qiao with an iceberg face, is he talking softly to her?

"Did I hear you right, did you take the wrong medicine today?" She asked in disbelief.

Just half a minute ago, he had unreasonably tore off her favorite dress, why did he turn into a lover again in a blink of an eye?
Although she didn't want to admit it, her heart was touched for a moment when she heard these words.

Qiao Mucheng didn't answer her question, walked over to pick up the skirt, put it in her hand, and said, "Go and try it."

His tone was unprecedentedly gentle, and the ice in the depths of his eyes that had not melted for thousands of years seemed to have completely melted away, with a gentleness that she could not refuse.

Taking the skirt by accident, she finally stopped deliberately confronting him, turned around and obediently returned to her bedroom.

The moment he closed the bedroom door, Jiang Luyao came back to his senses.

Damn it, she actually compromised so easily?
But... What happened to Qiao Mucheng's last look?She actually read the meaning of "passionately" from it.

Did Qiao Mucheng take the wrong medicine, or was she dazzled?

But anyway, the skirts are brought, so let's try them on.After all, she had never worn a dress worth millions, and the reason why she refused just now was because she habitually opposed Qiao Mucheng's request.

Putting on that skirt, she stood in front of the full-length mirror, and her eyes lit up.

Just holding this dress in her hand is enough to make her amazing, not to mention the effect of wearing it on her body.

Only then did she discover that the skirt was not pure white, nor was it without embellishments, and when the fabric was woven, she didn't know what material was added to it, and it shone with a pale golden light under the light, not dazzling, but It made her whole body seem to be shrouded in a twilight, as if she had just stepped out of a fairyland.

Now Qiao Mucheng didn't need to force her, she couldn't bear to take off this skirt.

As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, he ran into Ah Qi who was about to knock on the door of Qiao Mucheng's room.

The moment Ah Qi saw her, she was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but admire: "Madam, you are so beautiful today!"

Jiang Luyao deliberately teased him, "Why, am I usually ugly?"

Ah Qi hastily waved her hands: "No, no, she's usually beautiful, but today is even more beautiful!"

Jiang Luyao thought unconvinced, it's just a change of skirt, what about it?But she was still flattered, after all, who wouldn't like to be praised?

Pushing open the door of Qiao Mucheng's room and entering, he saw that he was wearing a tie, and when he turned to see her, his eyes lit up.

Ah Qi went to report: "Sir, the stylist is already waiting downstairs."

Qiao Mucheng nodded and said, "Let them come up."

Jiang Luyao was puzzled, and he specially invited a stylist?

Seeing her puzzled look, Qiao Mucheng asked, "You don't intend to attend the reception with such an image, do you?"

Jiang Luyao saw that he was looking at her with a little disgust in his eyes. He dared to think that her well-prepared makeup and hairstyle didn't match his million-dollar dress!
But thinking about it carefully, the bright makeup she always liked really didn't match the style of this dress.

Seeing that the stylists had already gone upstairs, she didn't bother to argue with Qiao Mucheng anymore, so she snorted softly, turned around and took a group of people back to her bedroom.

It took nearly an hour to do makeup and hairdo. She glanced at her watch, and it was not far from the time for the reception.

Looking in the mirror, she was a little stunned.

The previous makeup has been thoroughly cleaned up, and now her face looks much cooler, and there are no strong colors anymore. Although it can't be too light because of the evening makeup, the makeup is just right.

The flaxen-colored curly hair was braided and fluffy, with sporadic light-colored flowers dotted in the hair, fresh and elegant, but not too overwhelming.

Everything fits together and fits just right.

The person in the mirror makes her a little afraid to recognize, is that still her?

She was used to being bright and charming, but she was really not used to being so fresh all of a sudden.

The stylists left one after another, leaving her alone in the room.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand suddenly, and gently placed it on her face in the mirror.

Between her and the mirror in front of her, it seemed that six years had passed, and she finally saw her former self again.

In the mirror, who looks like a princess bathed in holy light, or in reality, the avenger who has already changed beyond recognition, which one is the real self?

Even she couldn't figure it out herself.

Putting away her depressed emotions, she smiled at herself in the mirror, and finally turned and left the room.

Lifting the hem of her skirt, she walked slowly down the curved stairs, and her figure slowly appeared in Qiao Mucheng's sight.

This time, he was really dumbfounded.

The Jiang Luyao in front of him completely overlapped with the way he was six years ago. For a moment, he almost thought that the old Jiang Luyao had returned.

Not only him, but even Ah Qi who was beside him froze in place, with his mouth slightly open, obviously also stunned by the scene in front of him.

It wasn't until Jiang Luyao walked down the stairs and stood still in front of Qiao Mucheng that he came back to his senses, nodded and praised: "This is a bit human."

One sentence destroyed the atmosphere carefully created by Jiang Luyao. He gave him a blank look and said, "Unfortunately, you still can't speak human language."

Ah Qi finally closed his mouth, and realized that he was staring at his wife too directly, so he hurriedly avoided his eyes.

Jiang Luyao deliberately teased him and asked, "Ah Qi, do I look good?"

Ah Qi stammered and replied: "Okay, it looks good!"

"Good looking, why don't you look at me?" She asked again.

"This..." Ah Qi hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

Qiao Mucheng helped him out and said, "Don't bully Ah Qi, it's getting late, get ready to go."

Only then did Jiang Luyao let poor Ah Qi go, nodded, and prepared to go out.

"Wait a minute." Qiao Mucheng stopped her again.

Jiang Luyao turned his head impatiently and asked, "What's the matter?"

Qiao Mucheng stretched out his hand towards her, with a thin necklace hanging on his fingertips.

"Put it on."

It was only then that Jiang Luyao remembered that he had forgotten to match the necklace, and his neck was empty, as if something was missing.

He took a look at the necklace, and saw that it was an inconspicuous thin silver chain, barely thicker than a strand of hair, with a round pearl hanging on it, the pearl with a diameter of less than two centimeters was not too big, but it never Judging from the gloss and roundness, I also know that its value must be high.

While wearing the necklace, Jiang Luyao did not forget to tease Qiao Mucheng: "I never imagined that you are a big man with such a girlish aesthetic."

Qiao Mucheng acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and didn't answer her words.

Because the necklace was too thin, she failed to fasten it after trying for a long time, so Qiao Mucheng had no choice but to walk behind her, took the clasp of the necklace from her hand, and patiently helped her fasten it.

His fingertips slid across the skin on the back of her neck, causing her heart to tighten for no reason. Before she could think about it, Qiao Mucheng had already helped her put on the necklace and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Luyao suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and stepped forward to follow.

When attending formal occasions, Qiao Mucheng will not drive by himself, but the driver will do it for him.

Sitting next to him in the car, Jiang Luyao couldn't calm down.

What happened this afternoon kept flashing before her eyes, and the scene that left the deepest impression on her was when Qiao Mucheng looked into her eyes and said that he wanted to see her in that dress.

Such a gentle man even gave Jiang Luyao a hallucination, as if he had forgotten what happened over the years for a moment, the person in front of him was still the same Qiao Mucheng back then, and she had never changed.

However, no matter how beautiful the illusion is, reality is reality after all.

Although she still didn't understand why Qiao Mucheng said that suddenly at that time, one thing she always knew was that Qiao Mucheng had never loved her.She was just using her six years ago, and she doesn't know what it will be six years later. The only thing she can be sure of is that it must not be love.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn her head and look at Qiao Mucheng next to her.

Against the backdrop of the colorful street lights outside the car window, his side face was still indifferent as if refusing anyone's approach, as if without a trace of warmth.

That's right, this is the Qiao Mucheng she knew, why did that gentle expression appear on his face before?She must have been delusional.

Sensing her gaze, Qiao Mucheng also turned his head and found that she was staring at him, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Luyao hurriedly avoided his gaze, and said perfunctorily, "It's nothing."

The car became quiet again, but the atmosphere was inexplicably subtler than before.