Lucky to Have You Till the End

Gu Ranran was wearing a white printed loose and slim long skirt with a large V-neck design, with hidden buttons inside, which will not run out, revealing the collarbone, and a sweet bow tie at the waist.

Elegant and refreshing style.

Tang Xinyan glanced at the price, very expensive, she didn't want to try.

Gu Ranran pulled her into the changing room, "I bought it with you."

"Ran Ran, really don't need..."

"Go and change it, you think, if you see Mo Chiwei someday, don't you want to appear beautifully in front of him?"

Tang Xinyan, "..." She is a pregnant woman, face to face every day, where can she be beautiful?

Despite Gu Ranran, Tang Xinyan entered the dressing room.

While waiting for Tang Xinyan to try on her clothes, Gu Ranran felt a little sick in her stomach. After talking to Tang Xinyan, she went to the bathroom.

Tang Xinyan came out and looked at herself in the mirror. The white dress made her skin more white as jade. Except for the protruding abdomen, her figure was still slender without any swelling.

Sleeping well in the past few days, the skin without makeup is soft and tender, and there are no haggard bloodshot eyes in the black and white apricot eyes, which are bright and energetic.

Tang Xinyan pressed her lower lip. Although she thought the clothes looked good on her, the price of nearly 20,000 yuan was not something she could afford now.

It is not easy to make money slowly, not to mention that she and the baby have already bought a lot of clothes.

Tang Xinyan was about to go into the locker room to change her clothes. Suddenly, the shopping guide behind him let out an exclamation, "Wow, look, the president!"

President?

Tang Xinyan snorted in her heart.

Will it be Mo Chiwei?

Tang Xinyan bit her lower lip hard, pressed down the heart that was about to jump out of her chest, turned around, followed the sight of the shopping guide, and looked towards the elevator entrance.

I saw a line of men in suits and shoes coming down the elevator mightily.

The man standing in the forefront was wearing a black suit with a black shirt of the same color inside, without a tie, and the first two buttons on the neckline opened. His figure was wild and majestic, and his black eyes were quiet and cold, because he was thinner. The outline of his face looked more and more fierce and stern, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of madness, coldness, and bitterness.

Tang Xinyan opened her mouth, wanted to say something in her throat, but couldn't say a syllable.

It was obviously the same facial features and the same face, but she felt so strange.

His aura was even colder and colder than when she first met him.

When the shopping guides in the brand store saw him coming down, they all ran out and stood at the door, saluting him respectfully.

Tang Xinyan saw him slowly turning his head and nodded to the shop assistants. When his deep eyes swept to her in the shop, her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

However, his gaze stayed on her for less than a second before moving away.

Completely unfamiliar eyes.

He didn't look at her specifically just now, but just passed by habitually.

Tang Xinyan trembled unsteadily.

Although she had been prepared, her heart was still torn apart when she saw him treating herself as a stranger, no, even someone worse than the stranger.

Bright red blood flowed out little by little from the cracks.

The small hand clenched into a fist, loose and tight, tight and loose, until the line of figures disappeared, she recovered from the trance and pain.

"Hey, miss, where are you going, you haven't paid for your skirt yet!"