The Sweet Love

Sitting in Jin Zicheng's car, he looked at me and then directly brought me to a custom-made clothing store. I didn't understand what he was trying to do, but I obediently followed him into the shop.

Jin Zicheng seemed to have already ordered clothes, after saying a few words to the waiter, the waiter immediately brought two sets of clothes over.

The fabric of the dress I was holding felt very comfortable to the touch, the fabric was very soft and elegant, and the pure lake-blue added a sense of dignity to the whole garment.

The clothes fit me unexpectedly. The waiter kept saying that I had a good figure and put on this outfit to show off my temperament.

Jin Zicheng stood at the side, his black suit made him look cold and tyrannical.

Remembering the other color suits he used to wear, I silently thought he looked better in black.

Just as I was about to go back and change my clothes, Jin Zicheng stopped me.

"Don't take it off, just dress it like this." He looked at me.

"Wear it?" I looked down at the dress that grew to the point of mopping the floor. " How do I wear this? "

"Aren't you wearing it now?" He strode to the door.

As I struggled to keep up with him, my mind clicked. "Are you going to the party?"

He gave me a sidelong glance. "How can there be so many wine parties?"

I opened my mouth, but no words came out.

"However..." "He opened the door and got in." "That's more or less it. It's just a gathering between friends."

I also sat in, but I felt that this kind of occasion was more appropriate for Jin Yuan’er. After all, Jin Yuan’er was his fiancee, and his friends all knew it. If they could see that the one who came today wasn't Jin Yuan’er, what would they think? Xiao San?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Jin Zicheng's actions had undoubtedly pushed me into a corner, making more people view me as a loathsome person.

But when I recalled this matter later, I realized the meaning behind Jin Zicheng's actions. Firstly, he labeled me with his name, and secondly, he helped me expand my network.

As for the things that I was worried about back then, I didn't even need to care about them. Who would be so anxious to cause trouble for the people of Young Master Jin?

However, it was clear that I did not have such awareness at the time, and only saw this as a method for Jin Zicheng to play with me.

Jin Zicheng took me to a club in his car. I lifted my long skirt and followed Jin Zicheng in.

There were a lot of people gathered inside. Even though they were wearing formal attire, their tone and actions were very casual. One could tell with a single glance that they were old friends.

Just as Jin Zicheng walked in, a lot of people surrounded him. A few men in suits raised their cups and said to Jin Zicheng: "It's not good enough, why are you here so late? Punisher yourself three cups! "

At this time, Jin Zicheng did not put on airs, and actually had a smile on his face, as he said: "Alright, alright, alright, I'll give myself three cups!"

The group of people were chatting and laughing. These rich young masters' temperament was different from Jin Yuan’er's ruthlessness and madness. Their auras were almost easygoing.

Most of them had already seen me, but none of them showed any sign of contempt. They didn't even show the slightest bit of emotion.

The few men who had asked Jin Zicheng to punish himself with three cups once again walked in front of me and swirled the cups around, bluffing me into saying, "Sister-in-law, you're already here, let's just have a drink, right?"

I wanted to explain that I, Gen Jinzicheng, am not that type of relationship, but I felt that it would be too disrespectful to Jin Zicheng, so I hesitated. After a second of hesitation, another man spoke up, "You dare to come and drink to sister-in-law's wine? Be careful that Brother Cheng will come over and beat you to a pulp! "Haha!"

Jin Zicheng's tolerance towards them was far greater than other people's, so when I saw them come over to make trouble, I didn't get angry, and still laughed merrily.

He felt completely different.

I looked at him as if I saw a different kind of him, through his body, striking straight at his soul.

I think that's. He belonged to Ji Yurou.