Become the Apex of the Black Tyrant CEO

Song Jinxi wasn’t quite clear about it and only looked at their backs curiously. If she was right, the clothes that those people were carrying seemed to be women’s clothes?

She went to the sofa opposite Shen Liuchen and sat down, then asked: “What are those?”

Shen Liuchen: “clothes.”

“Of course I know it’s clothes, but… how come there are so many?” She just roughly counted it. There seemed to be more than a dozen men in suits in that whole row.

Shen Liuchen didn’t answer her, so Song Jinxi could only look at the door in a daze.

After the men in suits came downstairs and left, Song Jinxi’s sharp eyes saw that they were holding only the bags of the clothes.

After a while, the housekeeper aunt came over and said to Shen Liuchen, “Master, it’s all set.”

Shen Liuchen got up.

“Let’s go upstairs and have a look.” He said.

Song Jinxi had a faint guess in her heart. She glanced suspiciously at Shen Liuchen, then at the pile of magazines that were still on the table before she followed Shen Liuchen upstairs.

When they were back to their bedroom, the originally closed closet doors were all open now and the clothes hanging inside seemed to be the clothes that had just been brought in.

However, all the packaging of the clothes have been completely dealt with, and those clothes show their true face in front of Song Jinxi’s eyes.

She went over and took one of the dress with a more special style. When she took a closer look, it turned out to be the one she had fancied this morning.

“Didn’t you say… to let me choose the style? Why did you buy it all back?” She felt a little nervous but also excited at the bottom of her heart. She always has this feeling that the male god might be deliberately looking for an excuse to buy clothes for her.

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She is even thinking: Hmp, arrogant but charming.

Saying no with his mouth, but his reaction is very honest instead.

He said that he wanted to choose a style and create his own brand but in fact, he just wanted to take this opportunity to buy clothes for her to wear.

What if she is so touched into a complete mess?

May she ask which girl does not like someone to buy buy buy a lot of clothes for her so that she can wear different clothes every day and the clothes on her body will not be worn twice in the 365 days a year?

Shen Liuchen: “The models for these clothes are all foreigners. Their height and body proportions are quite different from those of Chinese people. Although some styles are good-looking, they are not suitable for Chinese people’s figure. Your height and figure are relatively standard among Chinese people, so it’s just right for you to be a test subject.”

Song Jinxi: “… Oh.”

Shen Liuchen added again: “From now on, the clothes in the closet will be changed once a month. You just have to change to different styles every day and let me see the effect.”

Song Jinxi: “Oh.”

A look of indifference.

What a tough job for him to explain so much just to keep her from flattering herself.

She got it.

Whatever those buy buy buy, it’s all fake.

She’s just a test subject.

She put away the touched emotion that filled her heart and hung the dress back.

Shen Liuchen walked over, took out the dress again, and handed it to her.

“Go and change it.”

Song Jinxi frowned slightly, “I don’t think it’s necessary anymore today…” She said so while lowering her head and tugging at the hem of her shirt.

The style of this shirt that she was wearing is quite unique and it was one of her favorite clothes in real life. Sometimes even if she is in a bad mood, she will feel very happy as long as she wears this shirt.

Shen Liuchen raised his hand, and pointed his slender fingers at her wrinkled collar, “The collar is wrinkled.”

Song Jinxi still hesitated.

“Later, you have to go out with me. This shirt of yours is too cheap.” Shen Liuchen said.

Song Jinxi: “…”

She reluctantly entered the dressing room with the dress in her hand. She hung the dress on the wall and sat on the soft bench while feeling a little unhappiness in her heart.