After the breakup, the wealthy and powerful man doted on me to the heavens

Sang Yu didn't forget what Ji Huaichuan said.

There was still half an hour before I got off work, so I sent him a message in advance, and the person on the other side responded instantly.

It made Sang Yu wonder if he, the boss, was fishing?

Ji Huaichuan was very busy and was still in a meeting. When his cell phone rang, other people's eyes fell on him.

Then it moved away without leaving a trace.

They don't dare to interfere with the big boss's affairs.

Ji Huaichuan signaled to the person reporting on the work to continue, while he multitasked and sent several messages to Sang Yu in succession.

He has already arranged a styling team for Sang Yu, and he should be home by the time she finishes putting on her makeup.

Then they will go to the venue together.

Sang Yu knew that it was not easy for Ji Huaichuan to manage such a large enterprise, and it was inevitable to be busy.

I just gave him a received expression and ended the chat unilaterally.

When it was time to get off work, Sang Yu took her bag and went home.

In the office, there are several teachers working overtime.

Sang Yu has always done her job very well, and now that she has the title of Mrs. Ji, no one dares to ask her to work overtime.

I could only watch her leave with envy.

When Sang Yu returned to the apartment, three people were waiting at the door, carrying large and small bags of things.

The leader greeted Sang Yu respectfully, "Mrs. Ji, Mr. Ji asked us to do your styling."

Sang Yu nodded and opened the door.

"Please come in."

The stylist nodded and walked into the small apartment in front of him with his two assistants.

I was very surprised that Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji actually lived in such a small house. No wonder they specifically told her not to bring too many people.

If there were too many people here, they might not even be able to stand.

Even if they don't live in a big mansion, these two are also gods.

The stylist secretly sighed in her heart, she was really unpredictable about the brains of rich people.

Out of professionalism, go directly to the topic.

"Mrs. Ji, this is the dress we selected for you. Which one do you plan to wear?"

There are five dresses in total.

black White Red……

Each piece is a classic style, and they are all selected according to Sang Yu's measurements.

If you go to a studio, you will have more choices.

Sang Yu has some research on fashion and knows that the sets brought by the other party are all made by famous teachers.

Wear it casually and you won’t be in trouble.

Sang Yu is still very confident about her figure.

"Just this one."

She pointed casually and saw a haze blue velvet dress.

Compared with red, white and black, this color is not easy to clash with.

The sling style, the shoulder straps are made of diamond-encrusted chains, and the velvet fabric makes the overall lines smooth, making it look very high-end at first glance.

The stylist smiled and said, "Mrs. Ji has really good taste. Your figure is well proportioned. You will definitely look stunning in this dress."

With her professional vision, Mrs. Ji can perfectly show off her figure advantages in this dress.

After choosing the dress, I took out the matching jewelry.

Because the shoulder straps of the dress are already diamond-encrusted chains, wearing a necklace will look cumbersome.

Focus on the earrings for a better visual effect.

From head to toe, the stylist has already arranged the outfit, so Sang Yu doesn't have to worry about anything.

Feel free to leave yourself to them.

When Ji Huaichuan arrived home, Sang Yu had just finished styling.

The first thing you see is a large expanse of fair skin.

Ji Huaichuan's eyes darkened. Who prepared this backless skirt?

When the stylist saw Mr. Ji, he was dumbfounded and felt a little proud. His professional level was really getting higher and higher.

However, Mrs. Ji's foundation is really good, and she is not inferior to the female stars in the entertainment industry at all.

No.

It should be worse than that.

No wonder he was able to win Mr. Ji.

Sang Yu was always very bold in dressing. She felt that as long as she didn't reveal anything she shouldn't, there would be no problem.

He would stand in front of Ji Huaichuan openly and ask, "How about it? Do you need to change it?"

Ji Huaichuan thought so, but seeing that Sang Yu was very satisfied with his look, he could only suppress his crazy possessiveness.

"Will it be cold?" Most of her back was exposed.

"No." It's midsummer now, and Sang Yu still thinks it's cool to wear it like this.

Ji Huaichuan lowered his eyes and looked at her, feeling like a cat's paw in his heart.

I really want to hug her tightly and kiss her again.

I even want to make stuffed rice with soy sauce.

Some thoughts become difficult to control.

Ji Huaichuan began to have wild imaginations. If his willpower hadn't been too strong, he might have made a mistake.

Sang Yu didn't know what Ji Huaichuan was thinking, so he looked in the mirror again and again.

Heart of beauty in everyone.

She looked good today, and she was in a good mood because of it.

Sang Yu was looking in the mirror, not focusing on Ji Huaichuan. He could appreciate her beauty up close without restraint.

Her hair was all pulled up, and her makeup looked very clean.

Without the cover of her long hair, her slender back was exposed.

To borrow a popular saying on the Internet, her back is so perfect that it would be a pity not to use it for cupping.

The stylist and her assistants had left with good sense.

"Let's go now?"

Sang Yu's voice brought Ji Huaichuan back from his thoughts.

"Yeah." The voice was different from usual.

Ji Huaichuan stretched out his hand and motioned to Sang Yu to hold him.

"Isn't it too early?"

"It's not early." The man took the initiative to hold Sang Yu's left hand.

Then Ji Huaichuan felt that holding hands was not intimate enough, so he held Sang Yu's waist instead.

In this way, it can just cover part of her exposed skin.

Ji Huaichuan was very satisfied.

The fabric of the suspender skirt was very thin, and the temperature in the man's palms was very high, which made Sang Yu feel a little uncomfortable.

"Mrs. Ji, relax."

Gentle and caring.

Sang Yu's earlobes quietly turned red again.

Ji Huaichuan drove back by himself. Sang Yu was curious, "Mr. Ji, how many cars do you have?"

Today's cars have changed from Cayenne to Maybach.

Sang Yu has ridden in his car several times, and it is really different every time.

Ji Huaichuan didn't know how many cars he owned, so he smiled and said, "If Mrs. Ji is free, you can help me count the family property."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll take your money and run away?"

"Don't be afraid, just remember to take me with you."

"Then why should I run?"

"I can help you carry your bedroll."

They are married, and nothing in this life can separate them except death.