Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Fu Yan didn't touch the shrimp, nor did he vent his emotions.

Her eyes felt hot for a moment, and she tried her best to hold back.

Huo Mingzheng knew the reason why she didn't eat shrimp, but she didn't have the guts to question him, and she didn't think it was necessary.

After eating quietly and leaving Jinhe Garden, she refused Shen Wei's invitation and drove her own car.

The new car needs to be run in, but she is not used to driving it, and the speed is slow. When she arrived at the brand store, unexpectedly Huo Mingzheng's car followed her, and it had just arrived.

Shen Wei got out of the car, glanced at Fu Yan's new car, and teased her: "Why doesn't the lady from the Huo family drive a better car? Or act coquettishly with your second brother and ask him to buy you a luxury car?"

"Second brother will not spoil me."

"You can try." Huo Minzheng got out of the car, held the flame with one hand and lit a cigarette.

The smoke blurred his stern face, and a cold gaze passed through Fu Yan's eyes.

Fu Yan didn't look at him or answer, and turned around and entered the store.

Shen Wei took Huo Mingzheng's arm and walked inside. The clerk had been notified that they were coming. Hou was at the door of the store, "Mr. Huo, Miss Shen, Miss Fu."

They haven't gotten engaged yet, so it's hard for them to call her Mrs. Huo. Rich families are the hardest to take care of, and the slightest mistake can lead to trouble.

In terms of emotion and reason, it is most appropriate to call her Miss Shen.

The store manager personally led them to try on dresses. Shen Wei had ordered them before. There were five sets of dresses, and they had to choose three from them. Each set was priced astronomically.

The Huo family is truly a powerful family.

"Azheng, which one do you think looks better?"

Huo Minzheng pointed to the white one on the shelf, and Shen Wei suddenly smiled, "I think this one looks good too, but I think the purple one looks good too."

"What do you think, Xiao Yan?"

Fu Yan nodded, "Let's make it white, it will match your temperament better."

Shen Wei was thinking about which one to try on first, but her eyes were attracted by a dress placed in a cabinet not far away.

She pointed over there, "Why haven't I seen it before?"

Fu Yan looked over and saw a long, tube-top fishtail skirt, starry sky blue. Under the light, the skirt seemed to be shining with a vague light. It should be dotted with diamonds on the folds of the skirt.

When she saw it, her heart beat faster for no apparent reason.

She loves it.

The store manager replied: "This is Mr. Fan's new work."

Mr. Fan is the founder of this brand and an internationally renowned fashion designer. There are many rich and wealthy people in foreign countries who cannot hire him to design a skirt himself.

"Take it off and give it to me to try on." Shen Weiwei looked at the skirt and shook it at Huo Mingzheng, "Azheng, do you think it looks good?"

"Good-looking." Huo Minzheng had a faint smile on his lips.

Fu Yan looked away. He would never accommodate a woman like this.

The store manager knew Shen Wei's measurements well and wanted to say that it might not be suitable, but he didn't dare to offend him.

Fu Yan didn't follow. He sat on the sofa farther away from Huo Minzheng and took out his mobile phone to send a message back to Fu Jing.

Fu Jing asked her if she was free in the evening and if she wanted to go to the fencing club. He opened it himself.

Fu Yan is very interested in fencing.

After Ji Lin taught her a few times, he completely doubted life and felt that it was because he was not good at teaching that he could not teach her well.

Later it was discovered that Fu Yan was a person with no exercise cells.

[No, lest you doubt life, Ji Lin is very familiar with this issue. 】

Fu Yan typed with one hand.

In two seconds, Fu Jing replied.

[I am his senior brother, and the Taoism is always higher. Wait until I teach you, so that he can know what is the true life of doubt. 】

Fu Yan covered his mouth and snickered.

Fu Jing knew how to kill people and punish the heart. Fu Yan wanted to laugh even more when he thought of Ji Lin's possible expression.

The clerk poured water for Huo Mingzheng. Unexpectedly, Huo Mingzheng also wanted to get water and knocked over the water glass.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry, Mr. Huo."

Fu Yan stopped laughing and looked over.

Huo Minzheng took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands with a cold expression.

Shen Wei put on the fishtail skirt with the help of two shop assistants. The skirt was too long and it would be okay to add three to five centimeters of high heels, but the waist-to-hip ratio was not commensurate with her, and the chest was not tight enough, and it was a bit empty. Clearly not the right size.

"Can I change the size?" Shen Wei was unwilling.

The store manager shook his head, "You know Mr. Fan's rules."

Of course Shen Wei knew, it was just that she fell in love with this dress at first sight, and it would be a pity not to get it.

"Let's do this. You tell Mr. Fan that I will pay a high price."

"Ms. Shen, Mr. Fan made it clear that you won't change anything for a thousand dollars." The store manager was also a little embarrassed.

"Then I want to buy a new one including this one. I think I can make it before the engagement party, right?"

The store manager started to break into a cold sweat, "Mr. Fan means that this dress is the only one."

Shen Wei gritted her teeth, reluctantly took off her skirt, opened the curtain, and returned to Huo Mingzheng with a frustrated look on her face.

"do not like?"

Shen Wei didn't want to show her angry side in front of him, so she smiled and said, "There should be someone more suitable than me."

The store manager and clerk carefully came out holding the skirt. When passing by Huo Mingzheng, the man pointed at Fu Yan casually and said, "Give it a try on her."

Although Shen Wei was unwilling to give up the skirt, she still agreed with Huo Mingzheng, "Yes, Xiao Yan, you have a better figure than me. This skirt should suit you very well. If I can't wear it well, you can wear it for me and let me see." Have fun."

Shen Wei's soft touch made it difficult for Fu Yan to refuse. Besides, she liked this skirt very much.

"Miss Fu, do you need our help?" The clerk was waiting beside the fitting room.

"No, I'll do it myself. You all can go and do your work." She was not used to being served by others.

Fu Yan stood in the spacious fitting room and put on the dress. She reached her back to reach the zipper, but she could only pull it halfway. When she went up, her hand got stuck, and she couldn't reach it from the top down.

"Can you please help me with the zipper?" Before she closed the door, she remembered the clerk standing at the door.

After a while, the door opened from the outside.

She said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to bother you, I'm not enough..."

His eyes paused as he looked into the mirror.

Huo Minzheng's gentle palm touched her lower back. Fu Yan seemed to be burned, and he reacted violently and struggled to the side.

"Don't move." Huo Minzheng quickly restrained her with his sharp hands.

The originally spacious fitting room became cramped and tight due to his entry, and even the air pressure dropped a bit.

Fu Yan's body tensed up.

Then there was a slight sound.

Zip to top.

His hand also loosened.

The dress unexpectedly fit her perfectly, as if it had been tailor-made.

Fu Yan didn't look at him in the mirror, and he didn't know how charming he looked in the dress at this moment.

Her long curly hair spread out and fell on her snow-white back like seaweed. The heating was on in the store. She couldn't zip up the zipper just now and was a little anxious. There were thin beads of sweat on the tip of her nose. When she turned her head, a strand of hair stuck to it. , rubbing the small mole at the end of the eye.

Lively and fragrant.

She turned the doorknob in anger, and suddenly a hand passed through her ear, slamming the door open a crack.