Is the Prime Minister going to court today?

Chapter 17 God, You Finally Dated Me

Wen Chuan chuckled, and handed a silver ticket to the shopkeeper who was stunned at the side as he spoke. "These are not all for the Prime Minister to pretend."

Looking at such an enthusiastic person, Zhao Xian expressed that she was under a lot of pressure. Really, she was under a lot of pressure.

"Enough!" Zhao Xian said, holding the doubled bag, and said lightly, "I won't be polite if there are too many, thank you, come to the house when you have time."

"God, you finally asked me out. It's been three years. For three years, you've talked the most today. Happiness comes too fast. I need to be quiet." Wen Chuan danced happily on the spot when he heard her words, "You I don't know, the most you said to me before was, get out, shut up, be quiet...God, I'm a little excited ⊙⊙!."

Zhao Xian couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching after hearing the other party's voice.

"……"Ok!It seems that the original owner's social circle is really not that small.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xian strode away with his things in shame... leaving the happy woman in place alone.

Maybe others don't understand her mood, like a child who craves for candy and finally gets it, she is feeling that way at this moment...

……

Zhao Xian walked around again, and when he was about to go back, he passed by a clothing store, and he saw the suit hanging on the hanger in the store at a glance.

The white coat was embroidered with blue floral flowers, and the five-fingered ribbon on the chest of the coat grew to the bottom of the hem.Even the middle clothes didn't feel dusty, and I unconsciously thought of Gu Tingshu, the clothes were like his aura.

Unknowingly, she had already stood in front of the clothes, and she couldn't help but be taken aback when she recovered, what was she doing?
She even thought of buying clothes for that man.

Is it a common problem for women to buy, buy and buy?

This is something that has never happened before!
But looking at the clothes, it really fits his temperament.

And the size feels just right.

"Wrap this dress up."

"Okay, miss, wait a moment." The shopkeeper's eyes lit up instantly when he heard it. This dress has been hanging in the store for a long time and has not been sold. The reason is naturally very expensive, and it is usually placed there to shock the store. .

"I don't know if this lady is in cash or if we send someone to pick it up." The shopkeeper smiled happily.

1000 taels of silver, the thought of it makes me unhappy.

"Give me the clothes, and you have someone tell me to withdraw money from the Prime Minister's Mansion." Zhao Xian said, his eyes fell on the clothes, expressing his satisfaction.

When the shopkeeper heard the words "Prime Minister's Mansion", his feet felt a little soft, and then he took a closer look at the noble woman in front of him, and took a step back instantly, "It turns out that it is Mr. Prime Minister, welcome to Li's Tailored Clothing Store. Think of it as a wedding gift from me to your lord! May your lord and Zhengjun give birth to a precious son and be beautiful." The shopkeeper's eyes are really bright, if the prime minister Zhengjun wears clothes to go out, or come from her clothing store, this is definitely a living sign , so a piece of clothing is nothing.

Many people want to give gifts but can't.

She was also very scared, because she was afraid that the prime minister would not accept him.

Sure enough, Zhao Xian did confiscate it, and it would be best to clear the money and goods for what he did.

"No, I will send someone to pay later." Zhao Xian picked up his clothes and turned to leave.

"Hey, it's a pity that I didn't get it as a gift, but it's okay, all the clothes in her house have logos, and the business will definitely be very good after this." Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

"Come here! From now on, all the prime ministers and kings who come here to buy clothes will get a [-]% discount."

……

Zhao Xian didn't know about these, of course, even if he knew, he could only draw a black line.

It was already evening when Zhao Xian stepped into the Prime Minister's Mansion again.

(End of this chapter)