No need to trouble him... deep down in her heart, she just calculated how much benefit she could get from him, and she would never trouble him in front of him.
Perhaps, the people who can make her trouble in front of her are often the people closest to her in her heart.
When will she be able to throw away all these precautions against him?
Yi Jian seemed a little angry, but when she came to his side, he still sighed softly, stretched out his hand, pulled her into his arms, hugged her, and got into the car.
His self-control has always been very strong...Only he knows how self-inflicted that kind of self-control is on himself.
He was afraid of scaring her, so he naturally didn't dare to get angry at her...
On the street, there are bustling people coming and going.
Occasionally a few cars drive by.
Yi Jian drove for a while and finally stopped in front of a shop.
Inside the bright windows, there are all kinds of clothes hanging, as well as foreign clothes shipped from abroad.
Yi Jian stopped the car, walked aside, opened the door, stretched out her hand, let Zhong Qing hold her arm, and got out of the car.
He circled her waist and walked inside.
Some waiters saw them coming, but they thought the men were handsome and the women were very eye-catching, and couldn't help but feel a little stupid, so for a long time, they forgot to say hello.
Yi Jian sat lazily on the sofa nearby, watching Zhong Qing pick through a pile of clothes.
Perhaps, women all love beauty. One moment, they remember that this dress is a must-have, and the next, after seeing so many beautiful dresses, they always feel a little bit unable to put it down.
Zhongqing looked around and found that every piece of clothing had its own characteristics.
She looked at them one by one, very quietly.
There were two women on the side who glanced at her from time to time, and then glanced at Yi Jian who was sitting there, his eyes always fixed on her.
They all watched secretly.
When someone is in love with someone's eyes, they will always subconsciously glance over and take a look, but those people will look away as if nothing has happened.
But Yi Jian is not.
He just focused on looking at Zhong Qing, and ignored everyone else who looked at him.
It happened to be afternoon and there was plenty of sunshine.
The house is bright.
Zhong Qing chose clothes based on the size of her figure, then walked into the changing room to try them on.