fiancé dressed as a paranoid villain

Their engagement was made two years ago.

It's just that the false young master was only 17 years old at the time, not yet married, so it was delayed until this year.

The dress was ordered at an old foreign high-end store, and it was chosen by Pei Zhuo.

It is said that the price is expensive, and only the top rich or famous can afford it. The parents of the Su family were so touched by this, they felt that Pei Zhuo really valued the marriage with their family, and they almost tried their best to complete the order given to them by "Omniscient" at that time .

Facing Su Xinggui's rudeness, Pei Zhuo didn't say anything.

I just made a phone call and asked the assistant to arrange for people from the haute couture shop to come to my house.

Su Xinggui had no other arrangements today, so he simply sat in the living room, pulled the blond hair and played black games with the gangsters, and waited until the afternoon before the designer finally arrived with the clothes.

Men's dresses are not so varied.

It looked like two simple suits, cold and ascetic, and when they were in their hands, they could see the delicate dark patterns on them, which were full of useless and boring details just like Pei Zhuo.

The fabric of the dress is specially made, which embodies a sense of high-end everywhere, and the tailoring is also very careful.

Su Xinggui was born in a wealthy family, and usually wears high-end clothes, and the worst is big-name ready-to-wear.

But even so, the exquisiteness of these two clothes is still far superior to those he owned before.

Even his father before his death.

There is not necessarily such a textured dress in the closet.

Out of respect for quality, it was impossible for him to be picky.

Unfortunately, they were given by Pei Zhuo.

acknowledge them.

It is tantamount to admitting his marriage with Pei Zhuo.

In the mirror, the boy in a suit is well-proportioned, tall and thin.

The shirt buttoned all the way to the neck gave his already gentle and delicate face a bit of abstinence.

Su Xinggui stood in front of the mirror and pulled up his sleeves.

He frowned pretending to be disgusted.

"Aren't the sleeves too short?"

What he said was true.

Although the quality of the clothes is impeccable, the cuffs still look a little short when worn on the body.

The custom-made period for this dress is as long as half a year.

Now the fake young master is growing again, half a year is enough to make the original size smaller.

In fact, the haute couture store had already considered this factor, so when making the clothes, they specially made the clothes a lot bigger, but they couldn't bear the crazy growth of the fake young master's body, even though it was only a tiny distance away, Su Xinggui still caught him.

The designer flew here in a hurry from abroad this time.

Hearing his words, his face showed embarrassment.

"But Young Master Su, it will take time to change the size, and I'm afraid it won't be in time for the wedding."

"This waist is also a bit big, and the shoulder width is still a bit narrow."

What Su Xinggui wanted was not to keep up.

He ignored the designer's embarrassment and started to pick out other problems in size, racking his brains to find every error and omission.

Pei Zhuo sat on the sofa and calmly turned over another page of the book.

He didn't say a word the whole time, only occasionally raised his eyelids, glanced at the young man, then looked back, and continued to read the heavy book in his hand.

Su Xinggui picked a lot of mistakes.

But picking and picking are all problems that can be solved quickly.

In a blink of an eye, Pei Zhuo was unmoved.

After thinking about it, I'm about to turn around.

"Also, I don't like your dark pattern."

"???????"

All the problems he said before can be solved with more effort.

But if you want to say that the dark lines don't like it, then you really deny this dress from the root.

The dark pattern was specially designed by the designer, and it took a week just to finish the draft.

Afterwards, the fabric needs to be made separately. The process takes a long time and requires a lot of manpower and material resources. Let alone getting married in a month, even if it is half a year, it may not be able to catch up.

The designer's mentality finally collapsed.

He turned to look at Pei Zhuo, his eyes almost begging.

"Mr. Pei...this..."

Under the gaze of everyone, the man was finally willing to close the book.

He raised his black eyes and looked at the boy meaningfully.

The boy didn't meet his gaze, but quickly looked away.

He straightened his neckline and shook his head towards the beautiful figure in the mirror as if examining him.

"Do you want me to get married in this dress?"

The man didn't answer, but just stood up from the sofa, walked slowly behind the boy, put his hands on his shoulders, half-closed his eyes, and looked at him in the mirror from head to toe admiringly.

This finally slowly attached to his ear.

Warm sound.

"It's pretty good now."

His eyes suddenly sank.

The long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the turbulent black mist under the eyes.

The thin lips moved closer to his ears.

During the sound, the beads of the lips rubbed against the pinna, and there was a soft and ambiguous touch.

"If it's more beautiful, I can't help it."

His voice was deep and hoarse.

With blurred desires, he blew slowly into the young man's ears, making him blush.

The boy's pupils trembled slightly, but he quickly steadied himself.

Staring slightly as if competing with each other, he firmly met the man's gaze.

"I do not like."

The designer this time is not a veteran, but a new-style Chinese who stand out by design.

It was the first time for him to take such a big order, and he had never had any experience of being rejected. Seeing that Pei Zhuo couldn't talk to the young man, he immediately became an ant on the hot pot.

"But Young Master Su, you picked this pattern yourself half a year ago. If you don't like it, both sets of clothes will have to be redone. It won't take half a year, and it's too late."

"Then give you half a year, will you have enough time?"

The young man glanced at him lightly.

His eyes turned to the man quietly again.

is a test.

It is also accurate.

"Why don't we postpone the wedding for half a year?"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the man frowned slightly.

The dark eyes fell on his face, clearly clear and cold without emotion, but there was a smile at the end of his eyes for no reason, as if he had already seen through these little tricks of his.

The boy met the man's eyes with a half-smile.

His face didn't change, but his Adam's apple moved nervously.

It seems that I can't hold it anymore.

The man suddenly sighed, and his expression softened.

Nodded in agreement.

"Since the young master doesn't like it, let's redo it."

"Mr. Pei???"

The designer was shocked.

Although he didn't know exactly how much Pei Zhuo had prepared for the wedding, as far as he knew so far, it almost invited celebrities and celebrities from all over the world, which cost a lot of money, and the invitations were sent out early. Wouldn't all the preparation be wasted?

But seeing that Pei Zhuo agreed, it was not easy for an outsider to intervene.

I could only bow to them.

"I see."

After trying on clothes, it was almost dusk.

Su Xinggui played games at home all day, and he was already bored, and the blond had to pick up Shen Zhu again, so he planned to drive to the company by himself.

He has been inspecting back and forth like this for several days, and the trainees in the company have already known him, and when they saw him coming, they all nodded and greeted him.

Ni Jin hadn't left work yet, and was checking yesterday's interview list with his apprentice.

Seeing Su Xinggui coming over, he called him over to help report his name.

Su Xinggui glanced at the list briefly.

Finding that "Qiao Ning" from yesterday was impressively listed, he subconsciously called her name again.

"...Joe...Ning."

"Haha, have you noticed her too?"

Ni Jin was very impressed with Qiao Ning.

Seeing that Su Xinggui cared so much about him, he was immediately sure that he had a good vision.

"She is definitely the best qualified in the batch we recruited. She comes from a major, has experience as a model, looks like a goddess, and has a good family background. The most important thing is that she is generous and confident, and she speaks with a clear mind. That alone puts him ahead of many others.”

"Yeah, usually this kind of thing can go a long way."

Su Xinggui nodded in agreement.

Continue to help them report the list again.

The checklist is the last task of the day.

Ni Jin confirmed that it was correct, handed the list to his apprentice, and reached out to pat Su Xinggui on the shoulder.

"How about it, Young Master Su? It's rare that I'm interested tonight. Let's have a drink?"

"What happened? To make you so happy?"

Su Xinggui has not known Ni Jin for a long time, and apart from being a partner in this company, he has no other friendship.

What's more, in his memory, Ni Jin cherishes his body very much and rarely smokes or drinks. Now that he offered to have a drink, he wouldn't believe it if nothing happened.

"Don't tell me, there really is such a thing!"

Ni Jin seemed to appreciate his sharp eyes.

Smiling and nodding his finger at him, he was quite appreciative.

"I negotiated a very large film and television company today, and we will cooperate in the future for mutual benefit and win-win. Our company is now completely on the right track!"

he said.

He turned his head towards the door.

"How about getting drunk tonight to celebrate our future?"

Ni Jin is a person who doesn't talk big.

He said that if you don't get drunk, you don't go home, but you really don't get drunk.

Su Xinggui drank a lot of wine with him, and almost vomited.

He drank until 01:30 in the morning, finally took a taxi back, opened the door staggeringly, miraculously remembered that Shen Zhu still had to go to school, did not dare to make too much noise, and tried to relax his hands and feet.

But he was so drunk, he walked crookedly, his legs seemed uncontrollable, and he couldn't go upstairs at all, so he simply walked to the sofa in the dark, and lay down on the sofa with broken pots.

Heart pounding with drunkenness.

The enthusiasm and clamor made him feel more clearly that he was still alive.

Su Xinggui put the back of his hand on his forehead.

Gradually slid down again, silently covering his eyes.

There was a scent of roses wafting around.

Accompanied by his gradually hazy consciousness, if there seems to be nothing, it diffuses.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Xinggui suddenly felt his upper body being lifted up.

Alcohol paralyzed his consciousness, making him unable to open his eyes at all. He could only feel someone sitting beside him, and then he hugged himself into his arms extremely carefully.

It was a warm and firm chest.

His forehead rubbed against a piece of soft cloth on his chest, and he could feel the subtle body temperature and heartbeat under the cloth, pounding, beating at a constant speed and powerfully.

The living room lights were not turned on.

No light is felt on the eyelids.

In the darkness and silence, the man's arms tightened quietly again.

As if afraid of waking him up, he restrained himself to maintain a force that would not be uncomfortable, but tightly framed him in his arms, leaving almost no extra space.

The corner of his lips rested on the boy's forehead.

In the silence, he gradually moved up a bit, as if smiling.

a long time.

Only finally made a sound.

"Stop showing that look again, I can't help but want to defile you."

He lightly cupped the boy's face.

Soft and smooth, with the childishness of a young man, a piece of softness falls on the palm of the hand.

"From now on, only I can see your expression like this, only I can."

He repeated as if raving, and pressed the boy's head back to his chest.

Bow down and press a kiss on his forehead.

The voice is low.

Dangerously magnetic.

"Those who covet you, I will gouge out their eyes and let them know how wrong it is to spy on you."

Su Xinggui heard it vaguely and couldn't think at all.

But as soon as he woke up for half a minute, his consciousness fell into darkness again, and it took a long, long time before he heard the man's voice again.

"I don't like you drinking with others, but it's okay, I will forgive you."

In the boundless darkness, the man's voice suddenly lowered, like a distant lighthouse, flickering on and off, cold and warm.

It was impossible to judge whether it was just a drunken imagination.

"Even my hatred for you for so many years can be erased, young master, what else can I not forgive you?"