After the groom escaped from the marriage, I was doted on by billionaires every day

Mo Chen told Lin Dongyu about this matter when he received Sheng Yao's call.

But when it came to the matter, she hesitated.

"I don't know your friend, nor am I familiar with it. Wouldn't it be good to just go like this?"

"What's wrong?"

Mo Chen put his arm around her waist and said, "I know all your friends. It's time for you to get to know my friends."

The meaning is self-evident.

He wanted Lin Dongyu to integrate into his life and appear in front of his friends as his partner.

Lin Dongyu understood, and her pretty face turned red.

Mo Chen looked at her with a warm smile in his eyes and said, "You have already met my parents. It's just a friend, so don't be nervous."

Back at Yuejingyunju, Mo Chen took her hand to the master bedroom.

On a simple gray clothes rack that is as tall as one person, there is a set of gorgeous and exquisite dress, which is paired with a light grass-colored camel hair coat of the same brand.

Under the hanger are matching white boots, and a jewelry box is placed next to it.

"This is?"

Lin Dongyu turned around and looked at Mo Chen.

Mo Chen smiled slightly and said: "This spring limited edition was just delivered from Huadu this morning. Try it. Do you like it?"

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Lin Dongyu made no secret of her joy.

Mo Chen knew what kind of grade and specifications the yacht party hosted by Sheng Yao would be like.

The clothes in Lin Dongyu's wardrobe range from more than a hundred to a thousand yuan.

She herself is not a materialistic person. Even if she wears a T-shirt purchased online for tens of yuan, she does not feel that it will make her lose value.

Thousands of clothes are all business attire, for work needs.

After all, in this world, people often respect clothes first and then respect others.

In private, Lin Dongyu dresses quite casually, whatever makes her feel comfortable.

Who gave her the capital to be willful?

With her slim and tall figure, bright and majestic facial features, and her fair and jade-like complexion, she can easily wear any style of clothing.

But going to a yacht party is different from usual occasions.

Mo Chencai made a special trip to customize a set for her and flew it over.

The shipping fee alone is enough to buy a very good dress in China.

But Mo Chen only wanted to give her the best.

For this reason, he, who had never understood fashion, spent a long time communicating with the designer, which amazed him.

Sitting on the sofa and watching Lin Dongyu walk around the dress, he felt satisfied.

"How do you know my size?" Lin Dongyu was a little curious.

Mo Chen smiled and asked, "What answer do you want to hear?"

"How can there be a different answer to this?"

"Of course."

Mo Chen cleared his throat, leaned forward a little, looked at her affectionately and said, "I have measured your size with my hands, so naturally I know it."

His voice is mellow and the lighting is ambiguous.

He looked like the male protagonist of that idol drama, exuding a charming aura from every part of his body.

Lin Dongyu looked at him and lost his mind for a moment.

It wasn't until he chuckled that he came back to his senses and said angrily: "You're coaxing me again."

"Where is it?"

Mo Chen spread his arms and leaned back on the sofa with an innocent look on his face.

"Dong'er, is what I said not the truth?"

These words with obvious hints immediately made Lin Dongyu feel hot from head to toe, and she turned her head and stopped looking at him.

Low laughter came from behind her. Mo Chen stood up, approached her and said, "Okay, no more joking."

"Do you still remember the styling studio I took you to before meeting our family for the first time?"

Lin Dongyu nodded.

"They have very detailed data on all the customers they have served."

It turned out to be the case.

Only then did Lin Dongyu understand.

"But isn't this data private, just given to you?"

If this is the case, this studio that specializes in serving VIP customers is too unreliable.

"I definitely wouldn't give it casually."

Mo Chen smiled and said, "But I'm different. I took you there that day. They don't keep it secret from me. I don't dare to be interested in anyone else's."

"You're right."

Mo Chen hugged her shoulders and said, "Put it on first, I can't wait to see the effect after you put it on."

The dress was complicated, and there was no one else here except him.

Mo Chen simply stepped out so that Lin Dongyu could change clothes inside with peace of mind.

Her body has not recovered yet, and Mo Chen has no confidence in his self-control in front of her.

As soon as he went out, Lin Dongyu's cell phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID on the screen and saw that it was Mo Chen.

She answered the phone with a smile and asked, "What's wrong?"