The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 127 In the narrow fitting room, he said to elope
Jomo left the company with the three designers from the company's design department, and went to the haute couture store to choose dresses.

There are three women in one play, plus Jomo, that's four.

The four women were sitting in the same car, and Qiao Mo leaned against the window, quietly listening to them discussing high-end skin care products, brand-name bags with discounts in the new season, high-heeled shoes... Evening dresses.

Among them, it is not known who started the topic first.

"By the way, among the four of us, who is unmarried?"

Jomo was still lost in his own thoughts, and he didn't expect to be called.

Colleague A poked Jolin's arm, "Jolin, what are you thinking? Aren't you married?"

Colleague B, who is driving, is married and has a child, and said with a smile: "Jolin, a distant brother of my husband, has never found a girlfriend. He has a big house in Haicheng, a luxury car, and an annual salary of one million. The conditions are good. If you If you think it's okay, let's go out and try it out?"

Colleague C sitting in the co-pilot laughed at B: "You don't understand Jolin's market too much. Jolin is not married, but the conditions are too good. I didn't think about what kind of man to marry."

Qiao Mo couldn't laugh or cry, "There's no such thing."

Colleague C said again: "Jolin, I saw it a few days ago, your boyfriend drove a black Cayenne to pick you up for lunch, and with that look, just a casual wink can turn a girl into a shock! Jolin, Don't be picky, if you meet someone with such good conditions and such a gentleman who cares about you, you can just marry him! Be careful not to be snatched away by others!"

Qiao Mo pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "I should get married soon, and you all will come by then."

"Really? So suddenly? Jolin, is that on your ring finger the wedding ring he gave you?"

Colleague C suddenly turned around, held her hand, and looked at the diamond ring on her ring finger.

Qiao Mo was startled, and on his ring finger was still the wedding ring Xiao Yan gave her.

When she took a bath last night, she wiped it with soap bubbles several times, but she still couldn't take it off.

Colleague C has a strong grasp of fashion and has a very poisonous eye. She seems to be able to remember all the jewelry, bags and clothes that appear in magazines.

"Strange, Jolin, didn't your boyfriend propose to you recently? Why is this ring from a magazine two years ago? It's beautiful, but the style is from two years ago."

Qiao Mo was slightly startled, withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, "Let's go to see the ring together, and this is the one we like."

"I also found out that Jolin likes things with a sense of age. In your design drawings, there are also some elements with a sense of age. I like the current season."

Qiao Mo pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, "It's human nature to love the new and dislike the old. I'm too stupid to be fond of old things. People have to look forward."

She also hopes that she can accept new things and new people.

But, she likes the old ones.

After a while, I arrived at the high-end store.

Sisley Haute Couture is the most famous haute couture store in Haicheng.

Two years ago, Qiao Mo had a big fight with Su Hua in this high-end store because of a cheongsam. In the end, the cheongsam was also torn.

Unexpectedly, after so long, she still remembered it so clearly.

With a wry smile, he entered Sisley with his colleagues.

The three colleagues all went to the dress section to look at the dresses, but Qiao Mo went to the cheongsam section.

Just as she reached out to take a look at the cheongsam she was looking for, the shopping guide came over and politely praised: "This young lady is really discerning. This cheongsam fits people's complexion and figure very well. It must look good on you. You can Go try it on in the fitting room."

Jomo nodded, just about to take it into the fitting room to try on.

She heard a familiar voice——

"Brother Xiao, let's go to the cheongsam to have a look."

Jomo's fingers were slightly stiff.

Song Xiazhi...

As soon as she looked up, she saw Song Xiazhi holding Xiao Yan's arm, walking towards this side with a charming smile.

The other party also noticed her.

In Song Xiazhi's eyes, there was disgust at first, and then it was perfectly concealed, "Sister Qiao, are you also looking at the cheongsam? I didn't expect... such a coincidence."

Song Xiazhi held Xiao Yan's arm and walked over with lotus steps. His eyes fell on the cheongsam in Qiao Mo's hand, he raised his face, pointed at the cheongsam in Qiao Mo's hand, and smiled at Xiao Yan: "Brother Xiao, I also want the same style of cheongsam as sister Qiao. I think that suits my eyes the most."

Qiao Mo slightly avoided Xiao Yan's burning gaze, and turned his cheek away.

The shopping guide was a little embarrassed, and said apologetically, "Miss, this cheongsam is a limited edition, and there is only one... How about you look at other styles? We also have other good styles here..."

Before the shopping guide could finish speaking, Song Xiazhi stared at Qiao Mo and said word by word, "I just like the one in Sister Qiao's hand."

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, "I know, don't mess around!"

Song Xiazhi was wronged, "Brother Xiao, I didn't mess around..."

Qiao Mo sneered and slightly hooked his lips, and said generously: "Since Mrs. Xiao likes this cheongsam, I'll give it to you."

"Sister Qiao, don't take offense, I really fell in love with this cheongsam at the first sight."

Xiao Yan couldn't bear it anymore, pursed her thin lips, and said sullenly: "Everything comes first, this cheongsam is the one that Qiao Mo took a fancy to first, I know, you go and pick something else."

Song Xiazhi hadn't had time to complain about his emotions, but he heard Qiao Mo's calm voice, saying without a trace of emotion: "Mr. Xiao doesn't have to be so polite. After all, Mrs. Xiao doesn't care about first come first. Clothes are like this, so are men. They always pick on others. I fell in love with it first."

When Qiao Mo sneered, her clear eyes became charming, and she stared straight at Song Xiazhi who was guilty.

Song Xiazhi bit her lips, "Sister Qiao, you don't have to beat around the bush and scold me if you have something to say!"

"Since you like to check your seats, then I don't have anything to explain."

Qiao Mo threw the cheongsam in his hand into Song Xiazhi's arms, "I'll give you the cheongsam."

When Qiao Mo lifted her chin and left with her head held high, she lowered her head again and put it in Song Xiazhi's ear, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "The man I used, you also use, Song Xiazhi, Why are you so cheap?"

Song Xiazhi was so angry that his face turned red and white on the spot.

Qiao Mo smiled enchantingly, turned around and went to the dress area.

She clearly remembered everything Song Xiazhi did to hurt her and her children two years ago.She is not the Holy Mother, it is impossible for her to let go of her hatred for Song Xiazhi!
It's just a mouthful. If Qiao Mo really wants to deal with Song Xiazhi, it's not just that.

In the huge mirror, Jomo saw that pale, lifeless face.

After two years, how could she know herself less and less?
She became dull, withdrawn, and began to be morose.

Song Xiazhi from the cheongsam area got the cheongsam that Qiao Mo liked, but chose not to, and chose another style to enter the fitting room.

Xiao Yan was waiting outside, but his eyes kept searching for Qiao Mo's figure.

In the huge fitting mirror, from the reflection, he saw Jomo holding a dress and preparing to enter the fitting room.

He got up from the sofa and strode forward, with one long leg leaning against the door of the fitting room.

Qiao Mo was angry, "Why, Mr. Xiao brought his wife over to choose a dress, and now he is blocking the door of my fitting room, what's the matter?"

Xiao Yan squeezed in with his whole body.

The door of the fitting room was suddenly shut.

In the narrow space, there were only the two of them, one on one.

Jomer began to feel that the surrounding air was being sucked dry, and even breathing was difficult.

But she pretended to be calm, and said with a sneer: "Mr. Xiao, what exactly do you want? You are not afraid of being seen by your wife. We are in a small fitting room, what will she associate with it?"

"I apologize to you for Zhizhi's behavior just now."

"You are you, she is her, I do not accept your apology!"

The fire in Qiao Mo's chest was burning more and more vigorously, and she didn't even know it. In fact, she was furious because Xiao Yan described his relationship with Song Xiazhi as so close.

The man's tall and straight body, approaching oppressively, his gaze, aggressive, slender and beautiful big hand, holding her hand, interlocking his fingers against the wall, his breath, only 0.01 mm away from her, hot breath, almost She was going to be burnt to pieces.

"Jomo, let me ask you one last time, do you really have no feelings for me?"

"Yes." She raised her head and met his cool and deep pupils fearlessly, "Even if I have feelings for you, so what? Don't forget, you not only have a wife, but also a child."

"If you have feelings for me, let's leave here and no one will find us."

His gaze was so serious and focused.

Qiao Mo was dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to the night two years ago, in the small hotel in Qingcheng, he hugged her tightly and asked her if she would elope with him, to a place where no one could find them .

At that time, she refused, but now...

Qiao Mo smiled wryly, "Is Mr. Xiao daydreaming? You eloped with me, what about your wife and children? What about my fiance?"

Xiao Yan's fingers gradually loosened his grip. He lowered his handsome face slightly, and there was a gray shadow on the corner of his thinned lips, as if lonely, "I'm just joking, why take it seriously."

Jomo's heart was touched in an instant.

She turned her back and stopped looking at him, "Xiao Yan, we really can't do this anymore. You have your responsibilities, and I have my life, so be it. Okay?"

If he hadn't been sick and hadn't forgotten her, he wouldn't be with Song Xiazhi, let alone make Song Xiazhi pregnant.

But all of this is nothing if.

After Xiao Yan went out, Qiao Mo squatted in the fitting room, covered his mouth, and wept silently.

She bit her lip tightly, not letting herself cry.

——Jomo, wake up, he is already someone else's husband, even someone else's father.

After choosing the dress, he came out of the haute couture shop, and after getting into the car, Qiao Mo didn't speak any more along the way.

Her face was very pale, like a female ghost. After arriving at the hotel, she sat in the car and touched up her makeup, so she regained some radiance.

On the other side of the Maybach, Song Xiazhi was wearing a cheongsam, sitting next to Xiao Yan, holding his hand, and asked softly: "Brother Xiao, when I was trying on clothes just now, where did you go? When I came out, I want you to help me see if it looks good, but I can't find you."

Xiao Yan's complexion was deserted and cold, no different from usual, and he said perfunctorily, "Go outside and smoke a cigarette."

Song Xiazhi couldn't ask any more questions.

At the venue of the charity dinner, the woman standing next to Xiao Yan was destined to attract the attention of all.

There are many people who strike up a conversation with Xiao Yan.

"Mr. Xiao, may I ask who this lady is...?"

Xiao Yan said lightly: "Mrs. Xiao."

The man was a little puzzled. He remembered seeing Mrs. Xiao at a dinner party two years ago. She didn't look like this. Did she go to Korea for plastic surgery?

However, she still said flatteringly: "Mrs. Xiao, hello, hello. You are more beautiful than two years ago, and I don't even know you anymore."

Xiao Yan frowned slightly.

Song Xiazhi's face turned slightly pale, "You probably remember wrongly, I was like this two years ago, nothing has changed."

Xiao Yan was too lazy to deal with this, turned his eyes slightly, and saw that slender figure, who stayed at the banquet for a short time before leaving the main venue of the hotel.

He patted Song Xiazhi on the shoulder, "You stay here for a while, I'll go to the bathroom."

Immediately, Meteor strode up to the slender figure in front of him.

(End of this chapter)