After the flash marriage, the aloof Mr. Jiang became a man who dotes on his wife

"Not necessarily. I heard that Wang Wei's private life is very chaotic. Maybe this little girl was deceived." Another passerby expressed sympathy for Su Xingran's experience.

Seeing so many people watching, He Zhiqing was very proud. Online public opinion was very violent, and she didn't believe that she couldn't destroy Su Xingran.

Su Xingran was very calm. He looked at He Zhiqing sharply and spoke coldly.

“He Zhiqing, do you have any evidence to prove that I slept with Mr. Wang? If you don’t have any evidence, I will call the police and sue you for defamation.

Speaking of shameless, it should be you who occupy other people's homes and drive the owner out of the house."

Su Xingran looked at the crowd and said, "You can go online to look up Su Bowen's information and see who is the most shameless person."

It is said that family disgrace should not be made public. He Zhiqing has caused trouble time and time again, and this time I will not let them go and let them taste the taste of online violence.

After a while, a passerby shouted, "The current chairman of the Su Group, Su Bowen, married another woman whose stepdaughter is He Zhiqing, just recently when his wife passed away."

"He Zhiqing, isn't it this woman? Su Xingran is the eldest daughter of the Su family."

The scene changed so quickly that He Zhiqing was frightened and stuttered, unable to speak. It was then that He Qian realized her daughter was missing and saw a lot of people gathered there.

When they looked forward, they saw that it was He Zhiqing who was being pointed at. When she appeared, the anger of the crowd became more obvious. In the end, it was the arrival of the mall security that stopped this farce.

He Qian and her daughter didn't dare to continue shopping and had to leave in shame.

Su Xingran had already slipped away in the crowd.

She had almost finished shopping and it was time for her to go back. Just as she got into the car, she saw the man calling her.

Answering the phone: "Hello."

"There is an auction today, come with me." The man's voice came from the phone.

"it is good."

"You've been at home all day today? Didn't you come out shopping?"

"No, I just came out for a walk and now I'm going back."

"That's good. You can't stay at home all the time. You'll get bored." The man said with concern.

"Okay, I won't say any more. I'm going back first. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Su Xingran drove away from the mall.

On the other side, back home, He Zhiqing called Jiang Tianming and cried, "Tianming, you must help me, my sister bullied me again."

He Zhiqing described Su Xingran as vicious, saying how she was causing trouble for her, without mentioning her own problems at all.

Jiang Tianming, who was on the phone, was furious when he heard that his beloved woman was being bullied.

"Who is so bold as to bully my woman, Qingqing? Where is she now? Take me to find her. I want to teach her a lesson."

Jiang Tianming completely forgot what his mother told him last night and just wanted to vent his anger for his beloved woman.

In addition, He Zhiqing was just like him. She became even angrier when she heard her sister bullying her. She just relied on her sister to bully her younger sister.

He Zhiqing said considerately: "Tianming, let it go this time, but you must help me next time."

He Zhiqing deliberately said these words to Jiang Tianming so that she could teach Su Xingran a lesson when she met her.

"It's still my Qingqing, gentle and considerate."

Su Xingran was choosing a dress in the room when Jiang Tianchen pushed the door open. Su Xingran was startled when she heard the door open.

Seeing that the person coming was Jiang Tianchen, he said, "Why are you back so early? There are still two hours before the auction."

She was just wearing a suspender skirt, but she was used to it now. Anyway, they were husband and wife now, so there was no problem.

Jiang Tianchen looked at her wearing it, her fair and tender skin exposed to the air, which made people want to touch it. Thinking of this, he took action.

His fingertips slowly rubbed the skin, causing pink to appear wherever his fingertips touched.

Jiang Tianchen looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, a smile on his lips and eyes.

"Of course, it's really tempting."

Su Xingran said, "Don't mess around. We still have to attend the auction later."

Jiang Tianchen just wanted to tease his little wife, and did not take the next step. He just said, "No need to pick, I'll take you out."

As he said this, he picked out a piece of everyday clothes to wear and left the manor.

Yoshihisa

Jiang Tianchen brought Su Xingran to Allen's styling studio.

Those who attend the auction are all nobles from Kyoto, and everyone will dress up for the occasion.

Alan is a top international stylist with a pair of magical hands. Everyone who has been touched by his hands becomes good-looking, handsome or beautiful, both men and women.

When Alan saw Su Xingran, his eyes sparkled with gold. He walked over with his round buttocks twisted, praising her repeatedly.

"It's really great, a masterpiece by Nuwa."

A simple casual outfit can be worn to look classy, ​​and it just so happens that he has an evening dress here today, so he finally found the right person.

He shouted, "Someone, bring this lady in."

After saying that, several waiters took Su Xingran into the fitting room.

Jiang Tianchen wanted to follow in, but Alan pushed his chest with his nail-polished index finger.

"No men allowed."

Then she looked the man up and down and nodded with satisfaction: "Your clothes are classy, ​​no need to change, and your hairstyle is not bad either, just wait here."

Jiang Tianchen's suits are all custom-made and are perfectly suitable for occasions like this. Because he is busy with work every day, he rarely wears clothes other than suits.

Jiang Tianchen looked at the index finger that was fixed on his chest, frowned, and took a step back.

The voice was cold: "Don't worry about me."

Alan had long been accustomed to the man's cold attitude. He silently withdrew his fingers, turned around and walked into the fitting room.

As an internationally renowned stylist, he is very strict with the design of the look. Except for the clothes, he does everything else by himself.

Seeing Su Xingran, the white strapless evening dress with a solid-colored fishtail that he had just received from Annie a few days ago finally found its owner.

After Su Xingran changed her clothes and walked out, Alan nodded with satisfaction. Su Xingran had fair skin and a small frame, and she looked very beautiful in the clothes, like a fairy from earth.

"Perfect."

Next is the hair. Alan is very excited. Once the hair is done, it will be truly perfect.

Just as we were about to start, we heard a loud noise outside.

"What about Alan? I know he's doing styling here today. Let him style me."

A domineering woman was shouting outside.

The waiter explained:

"I'm sorry, miss. Our boss is helping another lady with her hair. And our boss only receives three people a day. This lady is the best one right now. Please make an appointment earlier next time."