After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 154 One Million Five Hundred Fifty-Eight Thousand Eight

Paired off in twos, each group pushed a clothing display cart brimming with various styles, colors, and brands of the season’s fashion; there were two additional carts, one for shoes and the other for bags.

Leng Zimo glanced at his watch. "Let’s begin!"

"Miss Luo, please follow me!" Chen Jie smilingly gestured for Luo Xiaoqian to follow with an inviting hand motion.

Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly stood up and followed her into the dressing room.

That was no mere dressing room; it was the size of a mid-sized walk-in closet, with hexagonal walls on the side all lined with mirrors, providing a view of oneself from every angle at just a glance.

Assistants had already selected garments and, just like a scene out of a TV drama depicting the Empress changing clothes, several people simultaneously assisted her in changing, including her hosiery.

In a moment, she was clad in the latest season’s fashion.

Two assistants escorted her out of the dressing room, as maids might support the Empress Dowager.

Leng Zimo looked over just once and shook his head.

"Monotonous!"

So, she was escorted back to the changing room to try on another ensemble.

"Flashy!"

"Revealing!"

"Stuffy!"

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In her opinion, all the outfits were very pretty, but in his presence, they were just a single glance away from being ruthlessly rejected, until she put on the pale yellow suit with bright yellow accents.

Leng Zimo lifted his face and saw Luo Xiaoqian before him, a flash of brightness in his eyes.

"This one!" He stood up, nonchalantly pointing to the outfits she had tried on before. "These ones as well... this one, this one... and this one; pack them all up!"

He extended a finger, sandwiched in between was a credit card, which an assistant politely took from him.

His gaze fell on Luo Xiaoqian again, pausing on her high heels for two seconds, "Get a pair of mid-heel shoes!"

The heels were beautiful, but too high.

The last thing he wanted was for this clumsy girl to make a fool of herself at the fashion show.

Straight away, another pair of shoes similar but with much shorter heels was brought over. Luo Xiaoqian was then escorted to the sofa, where one assistant held her foot and another helped her change shoes. Finally, she was assisted to the mirror.

Luo Xiaoqian looked at herself in the mirror, the girl reflected was none other but her.

She had to admit, Leng Zimo’s taste was indeed impeccable.

This dress suit was not only perfect for her age and temperament, neither too casual nor overly formal, but it also flattered her complexion beautifully.

The girl in the mirror was tall and slender with glowing skin.

Luo Xiaoqian never knew that she also could look this beautiful!

An assistant approached Leng Zimo with a bill, presenting it with utmost respect.

"All items have been packed as per your instructions. As a VIP member, you are entitled to a 96% discount. The total comes to one million five hundred eighty-seven thousand ninety yuan, please sign here!"

One million five hundred eighty thousand?

Luo Xiaoqian swallowed. "Actually, I..."

Before she could finish, Leng Zimo had already signed with a flourish.

"Let’s go!"

Helpless, Luo Xiaoqian could only follow, with assistants trailing behind her, lugging big and small packages.

After loading all the items into Leng Zimo’s vehicle, the assistants stood in two rows, bowing respectfully as the black Hummer left the parking lot.

Looking at the designer clothes nearly stuffing the back seat and boot of the car, Luo Xiaoqian just frowned, "Can these be returned?"

Leng Zimo glanced sideways at her, "You don’t like them?"

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Alright, you got eight updates today; you win, you’ve successfully annihilated all my drafts. Now this master is as poor as a church mouse, without even a single Chapter in store. Don’t you want to throw a few recommendation votes my way to console me?!

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