The supreme master of the female president

Yang Yitian entered the changing room and found that Jiang Xinyao's blushing weeping willow was lowering her head, and she was covering her neckline with her hands. It turned out that the zipper on the back of her professional short skirt was stuck, and her slender hands couldn't reach it. No more.

Seeing Yang Yitian standing in the same place, looking directly at her, Jiang Xinyao was filled with shame, her face turned pink instantly, and she pretended to be angry and said, "Have you seen enough?"

Yang Yitian raised a playful corner of his mouth, and slowly came to Jiang Xinyao, blew on her earlobe, and asked with a knowing smile, "What did you ask me to come in for? Do you want me to watch you change your clothes?"

"The zipper is stuck, help me open it" Jiang Xinyao said shyly, her face seemed to have a high fever, she couldn't open it after pulling it several times, so she called Yang Yitian in as a last resort.

Yang Yitian's eyes slanted slightly, and his gaze stayed on the zipper of Jiang Xinyao's professional short skirt. He stretched out his hand and gently pulled it open, but the short skirt also fell off.

"You go out first!" Jiang Xinyao exclaimed, quickly covered it with her hands, and shyly let Yang Yitian go out.

"Don't hide it, it's not that I haven't seen it, but your figure is really good!" Yang Yitian smiled playfully, and then walked out of the changing room, leaving behind Jiang Xinyao with hot cheeks.

Looking at herself in the mirror in the changing room, Jiang Xinyao had a shy pink face, put on the blue nightdress, turned her lithe body slightly, and sized up her slender and perfect figure.

"Will he like Yitian?" Jiang Xinyao blushed and muttered to herself, suddenly regretted letting Yang Yitian go out just now.

However, recalling Yang Yitian's words before leaving, Jiang Xinyao's face flushed even deeper, and she spat inwardly, "Bastard, I won't show you the clothes when I go back tonight!"

Outside the changing room, Yang Yitian didn't know what Jiang Xinyao was thinking, but waited quietly for her.

Another four or five minutes later, the door of the changing room opened, and Jiang Xinyao, who was wearing a streamlined professional uniform, came out holding the blue nightdress.

"Is it changed? Is the size still suitable?" Yang Yitian asked with a smile.

Jiang Xinyao turned her head away, not daring to look into Yang Yitian's eyes, and whispered to the female salesperson, "Wrap this up for me, and those two sets in black and off-white. Buy one set in this size."

"Okay miss!" The female salesperson smiled politely, but just as she was about to pack, a gorgeous woman, holding the hand of a fat man, appeared in front of several people.

"Mr. Ma, this blue nightgown is so beautiful. Would you like to wear it tonight?" The gorgeous woman stared at the nightgown in the saleswoman's hand, grabbed it and put it on. Contrast it on the neck, and turn around in front of the fat man.

"Okay, wrap this set up for me." The fat man smiled lewdly.

"I'm sorry, sir, but this blue nightdress has already been chosen by this beauty." The saleswoman said with an embarrassed smile.

"President Ma, I don't care, they just want this set!" The gorgeous woman glanced at Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao contemptuously, and shook her body coquettishly, telling the fat man to buy it for her.

It's just that the fat man with small eyes saw Jiang Xinyao's stunning and exquisite face, and immediately couldn't take his eyes off of it obsessively. He didn't care about the gorgeous woman.

"Hello, beauty, I am Ma Dasheng, the general manager of Shenke Company, a subsidiary of the Zhao Group. Nice to meet you."

The fat man came to Jiang Xinyao, and stretched out his hand like a pig's trotter, wanting to touch Jiang Xinyao's white and tender hands. He had never met such a beautiful woman before, and an evil thought came to his heart.

Jiang Xinyao's icy eyes sank, let alone a general manager of the Zhao Group, even if the chairman came in person, she would not shake hands with arrogance.

Seeing that Jiang Xinyao didn't respond, Ma Dasheng frowned. After he revealed his identity before, those women had already taken the initiative to post them, and they were rarely ignored by others, so he couldn't help but turned to Yang Yitian next to him.

"Brother, I don't know where you are at a high school?" Ma Dasheng asked almost, wanting to find out Yang Yitian's background.

But Yang Yitian's face was indifferent, he didn't even look at him, Ma Dasheng couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

"Put that pajamas down."

And Jiang Xinyao, looking at the gorgeous woman, snatched the nightdress Yang Yitian chose for herself, her face was as cold as a cicada, and the words between her lips were extremely cold.

"Hmph, why should I let it go, not to mention that you haven't paid the bill, so it doesn't belong to you at all." The gorgeous woman, her face covered with foundation, became very aggressive and mean, Jiang Xinyao's beautiful and glamorous face, Make her extremely jealous.

"Beauty, my little baby is right. Before you pay the bill, this set of pajamas really doesn't belong to you. But if you want to make a friend, I can buy it out of my own pocket and give it to you."

Ma Dasheng walked over triumphantly, pretending to be rich, trying to attract Jiang Xinyao's favor, and at the same time looked contemptuously at Yang Yitian, who was wearing a thin sweater and matched with no more than 200 yuan.

"Mr. Ma, you." The gorgeous woman burst out with jealousy and hatred. Ma Dasheng patted her waist and leaned into her ear and said, "Don't worry, I'll take you to buy that limited edition bag tomorrow." .”

"Mr. Ma, you are so kind, Trojan horse!" Hearing that Ma Dasheng agreed to buy that bag for herself, the gorgeous woman was so excited that she couldn't help herself, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Forget it, this nightdress is already dirty, Xinyao, let's change it!" Yang Yitian was too lazy to argue with these people, and asked Jiang Xinyao to choose a nightdress again.

"Bastard, what do you mean, you are the one who is dirty, your whole family is dirty, uneducated garbage." The gorgeous woman gritted her teeth angrily, wishing to rush forward and bite Yang Yitian hard.

"You say it again?" Jiang Xinyao's face was covered with a layer of frost. She would never allow others to slander Yang Yitian, not anyone.

"I said what's the matter, look at the poor clothes he wears, just like the migrant workers living at the bottom, who only deserve to wear street stalls worth tens of dollars. People like you are not here at all in such a high-end place. of."

The gorgeous woman sneered contemptuously, then stared at Jiang Xinyao's glamorous face, and continued jealously: "Also, don't think that you are noble because you wear a white-collar uniform, at best you can only be like him. Rubbish woman, dare to call me dirty, you are as dirty as mice!"