Author: Ju Youjie Jin

After Cang Yan said this, Xuan Mingxian noticed that many of these clothes were original versions of the original versions that he had seen or collected on shopping websites in his spare time, and some of them looked at them just because of curiosity or novelty, such as... the black strapless tight-wrapped hip skirt in front of him was being held in his hand by a tall beauty showing Cang Yan!

She swears that she was really just curious at that time to be so confident about her figure that she dared to wear such clothes. She glanced at her twice and never immersed herself in her!

Without saying a word, she reached out and pointed at the piece, "I don't like this one."

Originally, Cang Yan's mind was not at all on the three shopping guides, so he never paid attention to what clothes they had gestured and displayed to him. But now, after hearing Xuan Minghuan say that he didn't like it, he subconsciously followed what she pointed.

When I saw the style of that dress, the aesthetics of modern men in the human world were also aroused at that moment. My eyes opened and I burst out with an expectation. "What's wrong with this one? I think it's quite suitable for you."

This dress is designed very humanely, showing a person's measurements!

Xuan Minghuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "...If you think it looks good, you can consider buying more women in your harem. I think they will definitely..."

"Since I don't like it, I don't want it." Cang Yan pretended not to hear her words, turned around and waved to the shopping guide who was carrying clothes, "Next item."

He is not a fool, so how could he not hear that Xuan Ming-hwan is creating conflicts and setting up a battlefield? If he really responds, even if he only responds to one sentence, it will escalate the conflict. In this way, she can not only throw this dress openly, but also give herself a flirtatious crime.

Throughout history, many women who are good at secret fights have used this trick, and countless men are loaded on it.

In short, once a woman uses this trick, as long as a man dares to respond, he will lose.

Xuan Mingfu originally planned to cause trouble to the east, and led the matter to the woman in the harem of the Demon Realm. Unexpectedly, this monster was even more slippery than a loach, and had no intention of taking the move at all, so she punched her in vain.

After picking up the 17 sets of clothes, Xuan Ming-hwan returned in total. Looking at the 17 sets of clothes that were withdrawn, Cang Yan's face could not hide his disappointment.

He really wanted to say that he was very satisfied with these clothes and felt that Lan Lan was particularly suitable for him to wear, especially when only he and her were wearing them.

However, he was cowardly and dared not say anything.

It took less than three hours for Xuan Minghun's wardrobe to be stuffed. Except for the two sets of old clothes that she thought were of some memorable significance, the only thing left was the blood wedding dress that Li Hao helped get back.

As for the clothes to take up the studio tomorrow, a shopping guide recommended her a high-end gray suit skirt.

After everything was cleaned up, Cang Yan asked Hao Gencheng to give each of the three shopping guides a tip of 500 yuan, and then give away the guests.

When the door was closed, Xuan Mingfu inadvertently saw the beautiful shopping guide who had shown Cang Yan with a black hip skirt before, quietly turned around and glanced at Cang Yan.

That look, well, something.

The next day, Xuan Mingxian went to the studio on time.

The studio is located on the seventh floor of a business building in the city, covering an area of ​​more than 200 square meters and has 21 employees.

Fang Hui told her that the studio had four shareholders at the beginning, but later two were withdrawn one after another, leaving only a young rich daughter named Sheng.

Currently, the shares of her and Ms. Sheng account for 57% and 43% respectively, which means that she is now the largest shareholder of this studio.

I asked the front desk and said that Ms. Sheng had something to do today and couldn't come to the studio, but the key to the manager's office had been put at the front desk.

When I was working part-time, whenever Xuan Ming-hwan went to a place, his favorite thing was to deal with the front desk.

Because she knew that if she wanted to learn about a place as soon as possible, the front desk would be the best information inquiry point.

Then, she turned her eyes to the front desk again.

Maybe it was a look of a relationship. When the other party caught her eyes, his eyebrows turned and he said with a smile: "Big Boss, I think you are a bit like one of my high school classmates. If she doesn't have that big black birthmark on her face, she should be as beautiful as you."

At first, when I heard the other party say that he looked like a classmate, Xuan Ming-woo wanted to make a fuss, saying that the other party’s method of making friends is a bit old-fashioned and needs to be improved. But when I heard the next two sentences, I couldn’t help but look at the other party more seriously.

As I looked at it, I really felt that it looked familiar.

After silence, she asked, "Is your classmate named Xuan Ming-san?"

Qu Xiangxiang was surprised, "Hey, how do you know?"

Xuan Mingwu looked at the other person up and down, but except for the familiarity, she really couldn't remember that she had been in the same class with the other person.

She did not inherit the true Xuan Mingxian's memory, nor did she use her magic power to visit the other party's past. When she borrowed the other party's body, the other party was fifteen years old, and she was in the third year of junior high school, but she dropped out of school early for various reasons.

Later, when she came to this world for almost half a year, she realized the importance of education and found a way to go to a private junior high school, studied for a semester and was admitted to a private high school. Unfortunately, she was forced to quit school again after only one of the first year of high school. One of the reasons was that she had no money.

Hearing her take the initiative to say the name Xuan Minghuan, Qu Xiangxiang looked at her seriously for a while, and suddenly exclaimed: "Miss Sheng said your surname is Xuan, ah, you are Xuan Minghuan? Oh my God, you are so beautiful now, you can't help me? I am Qu Xiangxiang, your front desk..." As if I remembered something, I laughed again, "I remember you owe me a favor back then."

After the other party reminded him, Xuan Minghun finally remembered a person, a girl with short hair with her ears, one of the few classmates she had spoken in her first year of high school, and she did owe her a favor.

Less than half a day after reunited, Qu Xiangxiang asked Xuan Minghua for leave after answering a call, "Big Boss, I have to ask for a half-day leave in the afternoon. Please give me some approval."

Xuan Ming-chung was signing and talking too much: "What's the matter so urgent?"

Qu Xiangxiang said anxiously: "My cousin just called and cried to me that my second niece was hit by a car and was now being rescued in the hospital. She is pregnant with her third child and is about to give birth. I'm afraid she can't stand it alone."

"She can't stand it alone?" Xuan Mingxian couldn't understand: "Where is your cousin's husband, where is your cousin's parents?"

Qu Xiangxiang: "My cousin was sold to that man by my aunt and uncle... My cousin is like cotton, with no temper at all. She has always been obedient since she was a child. Now that such a big thing has happened, she really may not be able to hold on by herself."
Chapter completed!