Mysterious president, get away from me!

On the broad and tidy street, a beautiful woman in a long white dress stood outside a clothing store, staring at mu Chenhan and her husband.

She was carrying a Prada limited edition satchel on her shoulder. Her right finger held the strap tightly, and her snow-white teeth clenched the lip slightly.

Take Mu Er Shao's arm and act coquetry to him. The woman who goes shopping with him is mo Ling. Even though she was wearing wide sunglasses, Xue Baoyi recognized her from her figure and her voice.

Xue Baoyi didn't expect that when she went shopping, she would meet them by chance. Looking at mu Chenhan's thoughtfulness towards Mo Ling and his desire to monopolize her, Xue Baoyi felt painful. Why, why, when she was about to give up, they still appeared in her world.

She looks through the window at mu Chenhan choosing clothes for Mo Ling. She looks at mu Chenhan helping Mo Ling arrange her hair. She looks at him holding her in front of the huge glass mirror. They are just like a prince and a princess.

I really want to, the person standing beside him is myself!

Xue Baoyi suddenly had this idea in her head. Her fingernails were tightly squeezed into her palm, and her face distorted by anger and jealousy was shown in the glass window, which was no longer as sweet and beautiful as before.

After trying one dress after another, he failed to satisfy the picky young master Mu er. Mo Ling sat in the rest area dejectedly and pulled mu Chenhan's sleeve pitifully. "I'm so tired. My legs are sore. Can't you lower the standard a little bit?"

Mu Chen Han looks at her pitiful expression, in the heart can't stop pity, in the eyes of the waiter and other customers surprised, he even squatted down, generous palm hold her leg, warm voice said, "leg acid, rub a rub will be more comfortable."

Said, his well-defined fingers began to knead her sore legs, she quickly bent over to stop his action, "no, I'm not very tired, get up quickly."

"Sit tight." Mu Chenhan looks up slightly, with a warm smile on his beautiful face. She looks at him with an impulse to cry. The arrogant and overbearing young master Mu Er treats her tenderly in front of so many people.

He is willing to be kind to her regardless of worldly eyes, but she does not want him to be visited like a national treasure. How can her man suffer such grievances?

Mo Ling ignores the sight of the people around, suddenly bends over and hugs Mu Chen Han tightly, whispers in his ear, "well, my legs are not sour, let's go to another store to have a look."

"Well, good." Mu Chen cold eyebrows smile, generous palm lightly stroked her back, and then stood up gracefully, very gentlemanly extended his right hand, led her from the sofa.

The rich ladies watched them leave and whispered.

"That man is handsome and considerate to his wife. He is one in a million for a good husband."

"Look at my husband. He is so considerate. My husband, ah, has never been with me since he got married."

"That's the one in my family, not only won't go shopping with me, but also won't talk with me at night. He also said that he works hard every day, I don't understand him enough, and he always sticks to him... When he wasn't married before, he just liked me sticking to him every day... Men, once he got married, everything changed!"

"As for men, there are some people who are in love. I'm afraid those two people just got married. When they live for a few years, hum, maybe they won't be as good as us."

"It's just..."

"But do you think that man seems a little familiar and I don't know where I've met him?"

"Maybe we met at a dinner party. Don't think about it so much. Just have a look at that kind of man. It can't belong to us. Let's go to have a hairdressing."

"Yes, yes, let's go..."

The rich ladies twisted their bags and left with a smile, but they didn't know that in a corner, a woman standing with her back to them would listen to all their conversation.

Her slender fingers clung tightly to the silk evening dress and crumpled the fabric of the dress. Her other hand grabbed the pearl inlaid in front of the dress and tugged hard. With a crash, the beads fell to the ground.

Big pearls and small pearls were bouncing on the floor. The waiter was startled and asked, "are you OK, madam?"

Xue Baoyi suddenly regained her mind and looked down at the evening dress in her hand. The bright and clean fabric had been ruined by her. She looked up at the nervous waiter with a smile and said, "I'm ok. I'm sorry. I broke your dress. I'll buy it."

The waiter was relieved and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. Please leave an address and send it to your house as soon as we repair it."

"All right." Xue Baoyi swiped her gold card, paid for the dress, left an address and left the shop.

Standing on the broad street with the afternoon sun shining on her body, Xue Baoyi stands in the middle of the street with no expression. People come and go around her. From time to time, a couple of lovers with arm in arm walk by her side. She hears girls' delicate laughter and men's gentle and indulgent smile. Her mood is getting worse and worse. She doesn't want to follow mu Chenhan and Mo Ling, That would only make her feel worse.

Suddenly she squatted down, covered her face with her hands, and sobbed softly.

People around her still come and go, no one stops for her.

After a long time, she dried her tears and stood up slowly. Her beautiful face had returned to her usual gentle smile, but her dark eyes were no longer clear, but hidden some dark brilliance.

"Sister Siqi, I heard that you came back from traveling around the world. Why didn't you contact me?" Xue Baoyi walks to her parking place with a smile while talking with her mobile phone.

A hearty laugh came from the phone, "little tail, long time no see. I thought you were still abroad. When did you come back? "

Xue Baoyi opened the car door, sat in her car and said with a smile, "I just came back. Not long ago, there were only two daughters in my family. My sister eloped with her brother-in-law to England for love. My father brought me back to inherit the family business."

The woman on the other side of the phone laughed more happily. "I really didn't expect that a girl as gentle as your sister could do such heroic things as elopement."

Xue Baoyi said with a smile, "who among your best friends hasn't done anything bold? Maybe my sister was influenced by you

"Well, I'm sorry that we've broken the jewel." Shen Siqi chuckled and apologized insincerely.

Shen Siqi, the second miss of the Shen family, was fond of men's dress when she was young. She was strong and straightforward. She liked to love flowers and jade and protect girls. Therefore, she had a special affinity with women since she was young. Many young ladies were good friends with her.

Xue Baoyi's sister Xue Baozhu and Shen Siqi are close friends. Every time they go out to play, Xue Baoyi, a few years younger than them, loves to stick to them. Because of this, Shen Siqi gives Xue Baoyi a nickname called "little tail".

Xue Baoyi started the car and said softly, "sister Siqi, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you. Do you have time today? Shall we meet?"

"Well, I just have time now. I'll see you at the same place."

"Well, I'll see you later."

After hanging up the phone, Xue Baoyi hooked her lips, and her beautiful eyes were full of strange brilliance.