Chapter 59

"No need, I can go alone." Wen Zhiyao directly refused without the slightest hesitation.

Hearing Jiang Amnesty's resolute refusal, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Before he could react, Wen Zhiyao had already left.

I stopped a car on the side of the road, got in the car and went directly to the shopping plaza in the city center.

On the second floor, in front of the window, Jiang She's eyes wandered in the direction Wen Zhiyao left.
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In the shopping plaza in the city center, Wen Zhiyao was shopping in a boutique women's store. Wen Zhiyao had a glamorous appearance, an outstanding temperament, and a very good figure. Wearing any piece of clothing on her body immediately made her shine.

Every piece of clothing she tried on, the salesperson followed suit.

Wen Zhiyao chose two sets at random, and when she was about to choose the third set, a tall man appeared in front of her, and he took a fancy to the red dress that Wen Zhiyao was holding in his right hand.

"Hello, could you please give me this dress in your hand?" Tang Yishen took the initiative to say hello and expressed his intention, "My cousin recently celebrated her birthday, and she has always wanted a beautiful dress. Just saw you look beautiful in this dress, so I thought you could give me the dress?"

Wen Zhiyao glanced at the dress, and then at the man opposite.

The man was in his early thirties, with outstanding looks, wearing a dark suit, showing the maturity of a successful person all over his body.

However, ever since Wen Zhiyao stepped into this shop, the man's eyes have been on her, which made her very uncomfortable.

Although she didn't like this dress for 10 minutes, if someone wanted to grab it, she would naturally not give it up.

"I'm sorry, I'm not the model here to try on clothes. This dress has already entered my hands. I'm willing to pay for it. You can buy other clothes for your cousin."

Wen Zhiyao was unwilling to retreat.

Tang Yishen couldn't help but look at her twice more, and his stubbornness also came up.

"You have said that you are willing to pay for it, which means that this dress does not belong to you, it still belongs to this store, as long as you are willing to pay for it, it belongs to whom."

This logic sounds very reasonable at first glance, but after careful analysis, I feel that the other party is quite unreasonable.

"Sir, you are not young anymore, you should be very clear about the distinction between first come and first served. This dress belongs to me and must be mine." Wen Zhiyao's desire to win was aroused.

Tang Yishen didn't continue wasting words with Wen Zhiyao, he raised his hand and called the salesperson.

"Mr. Tang, may I help you?"

"Pack the dress in this lady's hand, I bought it." Tang Yishen said forcefully, as if, he is the king here, and everyone should submit to him.

Wen Zhiyao didn't take back the clothes, she had a clear attitude, "If this dress doesn't belong to me, I don't want the other clothes either."

"This..." The two argued, and the salesperson was the only one who was embarrassed.

Wen Zhiyao was unwilling to back down, and Tang Yishen was also unwilling to buy other clothes, and the two of them were completely at odds.

The store manager saw this scene and hurried over.

Although Tang Yishen is a regular customer here, the new customers cannot be offended.

After all, the other party has already chosen several sets of clothes.

"Mr. Tang, this lady was the first to see this dress. Otherwise, you can go and have a look at other series of dresses, and I guarantee you will be satisfied." The store manager made an inviting gesture.

Wen Zhiyao curled his lips into a winner's smile, and took his clothes to the bar to settle the score.

She shook the page where the transfer was successful, and walked away in a high-profile manner with a shopping bag in hand.

The mood is inexplicably good.

Just a few steps away, a man's voice came from behind him.

"Miss..." Tang Yishen chased her out.

Wen Zhiyao frowned slightly, turned around, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, "I have already paid for the clothes, and these belong to me, sir, what do you have to complain about?"

Wen Zhiyao raised his chin slightly, his face brimming with confidence.

Tang Yishen nodded slightly, "Indeed, you look good in this dress."

Tang Yishen has never lost before, and today is the first time.

He was even more impressed by the woman in front of him.

With a faint smile on the corner of Wen Zhiyao's mouth, he thanked casually, "You are very discerning, but I don't believe that you will give up this dress to you just because you praised me."

"You have paid for it, the clothes belong to you, and I will not force others to love you."

Wen Zhiyao didn't intend to continue talking, and walked away with a shopping bag.
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That night, Wen Zhiyao put on a red dress, put on a delicate makeup, and stood in front of the full-length mirror, posing casually.

She dresses up a bit and is still very nice.

Jiang Amnesty came out from the next room, his eyes were flushed, and his beautiful face made people's eyes shine.

Wen Zhiyao felt that it was almost done, and went out with her bag.

Jiang She was puzzled, why did this woman run out all day long?

"Where are you going?" Jiang Amnesty couldn't help asking.

Wen Zhiyao responded casually, "A date."

An outsider was invited to the Jiang family's family banquet, saying it was a date, but she got a little face.

Jiang She frowned slightly. Has this woman completely forgotten his identity?
"Don't go." Jiang Amnesty's tone was firm and unquestionable.

Wen Zhiyao turned his head, his eyes were full of puzzlement, and he couldn't help asking curiously, "Why can't you go?"

"It's very late, it's not safe to go out." Jiang Amnesty gave a reason casually.

It's only seven o'clock in the evening at this moment, and it hasn't been long since it got dark, so it's not very late.

Wen Zhiyao insisted on his own opinion and was unwilling to compromise, "It's much later than this when I usually work overtime in the company. Why didn't Mr. Jiang think about my personal safety? Besides, it's not too late now in a society ruled by law. After going out It's also very safe."

Jiang Amnesty didn't listen to this at all, and he still didn't let people go.

"Remember your current status. You are my lover. I give you money to support you, so you should listen to me." Jiang Amnesty had a tough attitude, and there was no doubt about what he said.

Wen Zhiyao's face changed slightly. Even though he knew her identity a long time ago, when he heard her identity from Jiang She, he couldn't help being touched in his heart.

It turned out that the identity of a lover made it difficult for her to move forward.

However, Wen Zhiyao didn't want to be restrained and manipulated.

She turned around and approached Jiang She on a ten-centimeter height, her skirt swaying and glowing brightly.

Wen Zhiyao walked up to Jiang She's side, deliberately approached his ear, and sprayed warm breath on Jiang She's ear, rustling and itchy.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm your lover. I've done what a lover should do for you, but you have no right to interfere with where I go. This is physical bondage, and I don't agree." Wen Zhiyao said coquettishly.

She still insisted on her own ideas.

Jiang Amnesty wrapped her arms around her waist, deliberately moving them into her arms.

(End of this chapter)

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