Bao Yu Xin saw Gu Qing Cheng for a moment, her eyes lit up immediately, "General Gu, I didn't expect you to be here too."

  Tina's studio specializes in styling for film and television bases, so encountering stars is also a common occurrence.

  Gu Qingcheng smiled slightly, which was equivalent to a greeting.

  Tina approached someone: "Excuse me, Miss Bao, are you looking for..."

  Bao Yu Xin didn't notice Tiena behind her and took a step forward, twisting her waist. "General Gu, thank you for the necklace, I really like it."

  She deliberately lowered her head a little, revealing just enough of the necklace that fell on her chest, and when she looked at Tina again, there was a hint of pride.

  Tina rolled her eyes and turned to talk to Bo Yu Xin's agent, "Take Miss Bo to room 2 for a dress fitting, I'll send it over later."

  When Bao Yuxin entered the dressing room, the door of the first dressing room just opened. Yang Fugao looked at Bao Yuxin and suddenly remembered a scene he saw that night in Ziying Garden. He didn't care about it originally, but his eyes flashed and he saw the necklace on Bao Yuxin's neck, and his footsteps paused.

  That necklace...

  It was the necklace that had been given to Yang Susu through her hands before and went missing in the jewelry box.

  Yang Fuxiao's first reaction was to look at Gu Qingcheng sitting outside, and their eyes met, Yang Fuxiao's heart suddenly racing.

  Bao Yu's eyes swept over Yang Xiao, her mouth curled up in a cold smile as she pushed open the door and entered. She said to the agent on one side, "Not even looking at what kind of goods she herself is, yet wanting to hook up with Gu Qingcheng, her appetite is really not small. I've discovered that the daughters of the Yang family are all quite ignorant of their own worth."

  The broker looked at Bo Yu Xin with some weirdness, "Aren't you getting along pretty well with Yang Su Su recently?"

  Bao Yu shrugged and didn't answer, lifting her hand to loosen her hair.

  …………

  The blue dress Tina mentioned earlier was too formal, this time the dress is Yang Xiao's own choice, a pure white and black retro style, plus Ah Lu's makeup for her, it's really beautiful and pitiful, fully reflecting the protective desire in Gu Qingcheng's words.

  Gu Qingcheng leaned on his elbow and stared at Yang Fu Xiao, his fingers tapping gradually on the armrest of the leather sofa.

  Yang Mu Xiao felt a bit embarrassed being sized up by Gu Qing Cheng, and as he turned his face away, Gu Qing Cheng had already stood up, "Alright, this outfit will do."

  Yang Wenshu let out a long sigh.

  Finally don't have to go in and bother with it anymore.

  However, a pair of 7-centimeter high heels on her feet made Yang Fuxiao walk a bit unsteadily when she came out of the studio, feeling that her calf muscles were tense, and unconsciously walked in cat steps. When she was about to reach the elevator door, she didn't step steadily, tripped, and fell forward directly.

  Gu Qingcheng promptly supported Yang Fuxiao's waist and helped her stand upright, looking down at Yang Fuxiao's high heels: "Can't wear high heels?"

  "Uh," Yang Wuxiao leaned on Gu Qingcheng's shoulder and steadied himself, "Maybe I'm just not used to it yet."

  It's not that she wasn't used to it, but Yang Xiao had a very painful memory of wearing high heels and squeezing onto the subway, so afterwards whenever she could avoid wearing high heels, she would, finding flat shoes much more comfortable.

  She supported Qingcheng's arm and stood up, only to suddenly realize that the two of them were in a very ambiguous position, very close together, with Qingcheng's palm pressed against her skirt at the waistline.

  Yang Fuxiao was about to take a step back when the elevator door opened and a crowd of people rushed in, squeezing Yang Fuxiao's back against Gu Qingcheng, who immediately wrapped his arms around her.

  The result was originally just a ambiguous posture, but now it's real physical contact.

  The elevator was quiet for a moment. Yang Fuxiao wanted to step back, but Gu Qingcheng casually put his arm around her shoulder and said, "It's so crowded in here, just stand still."

  Yang Mu Xiao's arms hung down at her sides, her gaze fell on Gu Qing Cheng's Adam's apple. She moved her arms slightly upwards, almost embracing Gu Qing Cheng's waist, but then fiercely pressed down the impulse, biting her lip hard, and pinched her right hand with her left hand.

  The elevator door behind him rang out, and the people inside the elevator walked out. Yang Fuxiao took a half-step back, "Mr. Gu, let's go."

  But just as she was about to step out, Gu Qingcheng pressed the elevator's close-door button from behind, startling Yang Fuxiao into taking a step back. If she hadn't reacted in time, one of her legs might have been caught in the door.

  She turned around and looked at Gu Qingcheng with a hint of annoyance, "What are you up to again?"

  Gu Qingcheng's originally expressionless face suddenly had a hint of a smile, a sly and mischievous grin that made Yang Fuxiao's eyes flutter slightly.

  The elevator door behind him opened, and Gu Qingcheng raised his hand to rub Yang Fuxiao's head, "Let's go."

  Yang brushed off his daze and hastily caught up.

  Fang Shu had already driven the car outside to wait, but Gu Qingcheng didn't get in. Instead, he turned to Yang Fuxiao and said: "Accompany me for a casual stroll... Secretary Fang, you don't need to follow us."

  "Yes."

  Fang Shu took a couple of extra glances at Yang Fu Xiao, who had changed into his new outfit. He really did look different... but apart from the weird way he walked, after one trip to the dressing room he was already standing like that - could it be that he was overindulging in lust?

  Definitely not.

  Yang Mu Xiao was tormented by the pain caused by this pair of expensive seven-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and had never felt that going shopping was like torture as it did today.

  In the high-end luxury mall, she tried to make herself walk elegantly, but her feet seemed like a mermaid princess dancing on knife tips, really struggling to take steps.

  I've never seen a man so enthusiastic about shopping, almost entering every store except the ladies' lingerie shop.

  Yang Mu Xiao had just thought of this when a lingerie store for women appeared in front of them. Gu Qing Cheng turned around and asked, "Want to go in and take a look?"

  "What? No need, Mr. Gu, I don't lack..."

  Yang couldn't stop him in time, Gu Qingcheng had already stepped inside, and she could only follow him with a stiff upper lip.