After the divorce, the boss tore off my vest with his own hands

Time goes back twenty minutes.

Chu Zhixin's dress was accidentally stained with some wine stains, so she changed into a spare slim-fitting tube top dress. The long skirt dragged on the ground and was embellished with sparkling crystals, which made her look charming and delicate, like a noble princess walking out of a picture magazine.

Unfortunately, the woman's waist was too thin and the skirt didn't fit her body well.

"It's okay, I'll just tighten the thread."

The young girl in charge of makeup patted her chest and said confidently, "Leave it to me. It will be done in ten minutes."

"Can you really do it?"

Baili Chengfeng looked at Chu Zhixin in her new dress, his eyes almost filled with amazement. He coughed and said, "Actually, I think this is already perfect. It doesn't matter if you don't accept it."

In his eyes, Chu Zhixin is the most beautiful no matter what. Even if she wears slippers and a flowery cotton jacket, she can still control him completely in minutes.

If his parents hadn't insisted on finding a famous designer to design an engagement gift for Chu Zhixin, he felt that it would be fine for Chu Zhixin to wear casual clothes to the event, and naturally felt that there was no need to be so picky.

"Master Baili, you don't understand. We women all demand perfection, especially when it comes to our major life events. There can't be any mistakes. Think about it, how many people are going to attend the engagement party today? Some are friendly, and some are not. If they use a magnifying glass to find faults with the bride-to-be, wouldn't that be a pity?"

The stylist is a very principled person. Although he is young, he will not allow his "work" to have even the slightest flaw and he strongly demands that the dress be altered to perfection.

"Okay, there's still half an hour before the ceremony starts, so let this little sister change it. I also want to look beautiful."

Chu Zhixin calmly advised Baili Chengfeng, "Or, you can go to the banquet hall first to entertain the guests and then come to greet me."

Baili Chengfeng's expression darkened. He stared at Chu Zhixin for a long while before he said pitifully like a wronged child, "You're not trying to sneak away, are you?"

"What are you thinking about!"

Chu Zhixin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He held Baili Chengfeng's hand and said, "If I wanted to escape, I would have escaped a long time ago. Why did I have to wait until now?"

"Besides, you've never imprisoned me. There's no way I can escape, right?"

"That's right."

Baili Chengfeng crossed his fingers and said like a young wife, "But I'm afraid you'll change your mind halfway through. Especially...if someone comes to snatch me away, can you still hold on?"

"You don't have confidence in me, or you don't have confidence in yourself?"

Chu Zhixin pulled Baili Chengfeng's hand like coaxing a child, hooked his fingers and said, "Then let's make a pinky promise, and we will never change for ten thousand years."

"Okay, this is what you said, you can't change it, otherwise, I will never, ever forgive you!"

Baili Chengfeng seriously made a pinky promise with Chu Zhixin and stamped his seal, feeling completely safe for the first time.

At this moment, he was sure that Chu Zhixin really wanted to spend the rest of her life with him, they would have a bright future, and he would work hard to manage the rest of their lives.

After Baili Chengfeng left, Chu Zhixin stood up and the stylist began to change the silk lines around her waist. Her waist was already slender, and when it was tightened an inch, it became even more graceful and sexy. It was completely a work of the Creator's favoritism.

"Tsk tsk, what a perfect waist. I have designed dresses for so many brides, and you have the most perfect body proportions I have ever seen. No wonder Master Baili is so obsessed with you. If it were me, I would be afraid that it would melt if I put it in my mouth."

The stylist put his hand on Chu Zhixin's lower back, wishing he could come out right then and there, and said with emotion: "When it comes to men, you must have a firm grasp on them. No man can escape from your palm, right?"

She couldn't imagine any man having the fortitude to reject such a perfect woman.

"Fortunately."

Chu Zhixin smiled, with a hint of sadness in the deepest part of his eyes.

She thought back to many, many years ago, when she was about to marry Sheng Tingye, and the girl who was in charge of her makeup had praised her in the same way.

At that time, she had just lost all her loved ones and was in extreme grief. Her waist was actually even thinner, which made her look pitiful and not charming enough.

"Don't worry, Young Master Sheng is a good man. He will definitely treat you well and provide you with a good life. You two are a perfect match."

Chu Zhixin still remembers that the stylist at that time used a makeup egg to absorb the tears from the corners of her eyes and said this to her firmly.

She also felt that Sheng Tingye would be her home for the rest of her life.

Because this man is the idol she has secretly loved for many years, and he is also the dawn that saves her from despair. No matter how strong she is, she can't help but regard him as her salvation.

At that time, she never thought about who else she would spend the rest of her life with besides him?

Many years have passed, and the man who was engraved into her bones and whom she thought was her destiny has completely withdrawn from her life.

The fate between people is really strange. When there is fate, even life and death cannot separate each other.

But when your fate is over, you may not have any intersection even when you meet face to face.

Chu Zhixin felt that perhaps her fate with Sheng Tingye was really over.

"Beautiful, indeed very beautiful!"

A low voice suddenly came from the door.

Chu Zhixin and the stylist couldn't help but look back.

"You...how did you..."

Chu Zhixin looked at the familiar, tall, handsome man, and her throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and she couldn't say anything.

"Wow, so handsome, you... you look like the young master of the Sheng family that is often shown on TV, so handsome!"

Compared to Chu Zhixin's surprise, the stylist was like a crazy fan, staring at the man with starry eyes. Just now she wanted to "come out" because of Chu Zhixin's thin waist, but now she thinks being a woman is not bad.

"What are you here for?"

Chu Zhixin looked at the man approaching her step by step. Her body couldn't stop shaking. She had to hold on to the dressing table to barely stand.

"Asking knowingly."

The man smiled, his lips curled, wicked and possessive, "Of course I'll take you away. I can't just watch you become someone else's bride."

"Get out, get out now, or don't blame me for being rude."

Chu Zhixin saw that the other party had bad intentions, and his expression changed immediately. He said resolutely: "I have decided to spend the rest of my life with Baili Chengfeng. You'd better not come to ruin it."

"What do you decide?"

The man's eyes were cold and sharp, "I won't allow it!"