Her Unscrupulous CEO

Early in the morning, Zhuang wennuan received an electronic invitation card from LAN chunian, which was very lovely and exquisite.

She lay in bed and looked at it with a smile for a while. She replied, "happy birthday, first reading."

After sending it, Zhuang wennuan decides to get up and go out to choose a birthday gift for LAN chunian.

Zhuang wennuan hesitated for a moment when choosing clothes. She took out a light blue coat with an A-shaped skirt, which was about pure.

Fashionable and textured clothes do not lose grade.

Zhuang wennuan came out wearing the same set of equipment as the usual overseas Chinese. She was going to go shopping alone today.

She didn't expect Joe muzer to still be at home. She was going to walk out and take a taxi.

However, as soon as she came down the stairs, she heard the low male voice downstairs calling. She couldn't help but rejoice. It turned out that he was at home!

Does he need to go out? Can you give her a lift?

Zhuang wennuan steps downstairs. Qiao Muze is answering the phone in front of the French window. He hears the footsteps behind him, looks back at her and says a conclusion.

Zhuang wennuan looked at him and received his cell phone. However, she looked down at what information. Thinking of the embarrassing thing last night, she couldn't help approaching him. When she stood behind him, Qiao muzer turned his head and looked at her, "what's the matter?"

"Young master Qiao, will you go out later?" Zhuang Nuanlu asked expectantly.

"Yes."

"Can you give me a lift? I just need to go out where I can take a taxi on the street." Zhuang wennuan said cautiously, not wanting to bother him more.

Joe muzer took his cell phone and said to her, "let's go!"

Zhuang wennuan was stunned. Did he agree so readily? She hurried with her bag to keep up with him.

But what she didn't know was that the man was waiting for her.

Because he knew that she would go to LAN chunian's party tonight, she needed to go out and buy gifts.

Sitting in a man's sports car, Zhuang wennuan began to think, what are you going to send LAN chunian tonight? Give her a bag! She usually likes lovely bags. She goes to a famous bag store to choose a thoughtful gift.

"Are you going to choose a gift?" suddenly, the man beside him asked in a low voice.

Zhuang wennuan didn't expect that he guessed right. She nodded, "yes, for the first birthday tonight, I'll pick a gift for her."

"Where are you going to buy it?"

"Go to central street!" Zhuang wennuan said. There is a world of famous products.

When Joe muzer's car drove out of the gate of the villa, he didn't pull over, but directly merged into the traffic flow.

Zhuang wennuan took a look and said with some embarrassment, "are you on your way? If not, I'll take a taxi."

Joe muzer frowned. "Aren't you afraid to be recognized?"

Zhuang wennuan immediately smiled, "it's all right. I came out with my equipment."

Joe muzer's eyes saw her take her hat and mask out of her bag. He pulled a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his car drove rapidly in one direction, which deviated from some destinations.

Zhuang wennuan didn't find out that he was in the wrong direction. She took her mobile phone and searched the Internet for the latest bags of some brands. She chose some models first, and won't be in a hurry after she arrived at the store.

"Go to breakfast first." the man whispered, and the sports car drove to a high-end breakfast restaurant he often went to.

Zhuang wennuan has no opinion. Breakfast is very important.

At breakfast, Zhuang wennuan hasn't selected the bag to send. Qiao Muze looks at her staring at her mobile phone and asks, "what have you been looking at?"

"I'm going to send a bag for chunian. I'm choosing the style on the Internet. I haven't seen it yet." Zhuang wennuan answered honestly, put down his mobile phone and looked a little astringent.

Joe Muse looked at her worried expression about the gift, and there was a complex meditation in her eyes.

After a quiet breakfast, Zhuang wennuan saw that it was not too far from central street. When she walked out of the door, she immediately said, "it's not too far from the mall. I'll just walk there."

Joe muzer twisted his eyebrows and said, "don't run around and get in the car."

Zhuang wennuan smiled, took her equipment from her bag and put on her mask first. Just as she was going to get her glasses, her hand was suddenly held by the man's big palm.

Before she could react, her body had been forcibly pulled by the man in the direction of his car.

Zhuang wennuan stood in front of the opened front passenger door, slightly stared, and the man said slightly displeased, "do you need me to invite you to the car?"

"No, thanks." Zhuang wennuan sat in honestly.

Jomuzer immediately got into the driver's seat from the other end, started the car and drove out of the breakfast parking lot.

Zhuang wennuan was still a little confused. He lowered his head and looked at the wrist he had just clasped.

There was still some hot feeling on her skin. She turned her head and looked at the handsome, quiet and focused man around her. She bit her lips and her brain was in a mess.

Only ten minutes later, the sports car drove into a very luxurious and high-end place. The carved pillars around it are just the decorations of the parking lot, and the entrance to the parking lot is full of luxury step by step.

Zhuang wennuan was absorbed in her mobile phone. She didn't look around until the sports car stopped. She was surprised.

"Where is this?" Zhuang wennuan asks the man around him curiously.

"Get off," Joe muzer said to her, pushing the door and getting off.

Zhuang wennuan pushed the door down and looked around. She didn't seem to have been to such a place, and there was no sign she was familiar with.

"Come in with me." jomuzer, with one hand in his pocket, walked to the road leading to the front.

Zhuang wennuan doesn't understand, but she keeps up with it curiously. Anyway, it's still early. She can visit one day.

From outside the shop decorated like a club, she only saw a row of English letters that she couldn't read. Therefore, she didn't know what business it was doing.

She didn't know that this was a shop until she came in and there were women's high-end clothes at the door.

It is a high-end private custom shop that collects clothes, shoes, bags and all kinds of women's goods.

Moreover, the decoration here makes people walk into a fashion castle. The whole cabinet pasted with sapphire is only to set off a pair of leopard skin high root shoes.

The high-grade mink hair placed on the counter is only for placing a few fashionable and classic bags.

Zhuang wennuan stared. Everything here dazzled her, but everything here is a woman's favorite.

She believes that the price must also blow her tongue. Even if she has some savings, I'm afraid she can't afford an evening dress here!

Zhuang wennuan secretly thinks, what did Joe muzer bring her here for?

"That's what you wear for your birthday party tonight?" the man in front suddenly looked back at her clothes.

Zhuang wennuan blinked immediately, looked down at his own clothes style, "what's the problem?"

"Inappropriate." jomuzer judged her directly.

Zhuang wennuan immediately blushed, "I think it's okay!"

"Replace it." Joe Muze murmured in a low voice.

Zhuang wennuan was stunned and replaced it?

At this time, a woman dressed very carefully and elegantly came out, "Mr. Qiao, welcome."

Qiao Muze nodded and smiled. "Sister yuan, this lady is going to a birthday dinner tonight. Please help."

The elder sister yuan looked over and smiled admiringly in her eyes. "OK, I'd be happy to help." then she said to Zhuang wennuan, "Miss, this way, please."

"Er, I..." Zhuang wennuan didn't want to! She eagerly looked at the man and whispered, "I don't want to change."

Joe muzer's eyes locked her, "must change."

"Why?" Zhuang wennuan doesn't understand.

"I don't like your clothes." Joe muzer's eyes clearly wrote ugly words.

Zhuang wennuan was immediately embarrassed. He was several times more important than others by this man's evaluation.

"I can't afford the clothes here." Zhuang wennuan told the truth immediately.

Qiao Muze's sword eyebrow was slightly picked, "I'll pay."

Zhuang wennuan choked for a moment, and he also had a negative heart! She couldn't help asking, "really?"

"Just pick what you like," said Joe muzer, stepping aside to sit down on the leather sofa, as if waiting for her patiently.

Sister yuan also waited for a while. She immediately read out the weight of the girl in Qiao Muze's heart. "This way, miss," she said gently.