My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 73: is Wanwan a Xiaobai flower?

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“Wanwan.” She had to find something to talk about, “The wedding is going to start at twelve noon tomorrow, don’t forget and be late.”

“Oh.” Su Wanwan finished speaking and then suddenly pointed ahead, “You can stop at the subway station ahead.”

Qiao Zixin clenched her fists, she wished she could punch through the chair in front of her.

Can’t this annoying girl take her home?

She had already got in the car, was she really going to catch the subway?

She really has no emotional intelligence at all!

She looked towards Huo Jingshen.

The man was focused on driving. From her point of view, his side profile was strong and smooth, the bones of his fingers gripping the steering wheel were clearly defined and aesthetically pleasing. His shoulder line was straight, his back upright, his forearm was firm and sexy.

From head to toe, he was simply the personification of “perfection”.

But why did such a perfect man have to fall for Su Wanwan?

Qiao Zixin was very upset.

As the car slowly pulled over to the side of the road, she lifted her right hand, tousled her hair, secretly took off her earring, and forcefully shoved it into the gap in the seat behind her.

The rain outside was still quite heavy.

The black Mu Shang stopped by the entrance of the subway station.

“See you tomorrow, cousin!”

Su Wanwan waved her little hand innocently.

Qiao Zixin forced a smile, “Wanwan, Mr. Huo, I’ll get off the car first then, thank you both.”

“You’re welcome.”

The one who spoke was Su Wanwan.

In fact, since she got into the car, Huo Jingshen had not said a single word, he seemed high and aloof… as if he was in a world of his own.

Qiao Zixin felt disappointed. She took one last look at the man’s cool and alluring side profile, then opened the door and got out of the car.

The moment the car door closed, the black Mu Shang drove away. The car sped up so abruptly and quickly that it splashed a puddle of rainwater onto the woman standing by the road, soaking her thoroughly.

Qiao Zixin just stood there in the rain and didn’t move for a long time.

Her hairstyle was ruined, her red dress had been stained and soaked, but there was a deluded and slightly creepy smile on her face.

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Inside the warm car.

Huo Jingshen was still quietly driving, as if nothing had happened just now. The phone suddenly rang, Su Wanwan hurriedly answered, “Grandma.” “Wanwan, are you home?”

“I’m out.”

“I just found out that the Su Family sent your dress over here, thinking that you might need to wear it tomorrow, so I had Zhexi deliver it to the Imperial Court.”

“Okay, thank you, grandma.”

Su Wanwan hung up the call and looked at the time. It was already eight o’clock.

She would be trying on her dress later, she didn’t know how long it would take. As her thoughts rambled, the Mu Shang drove into an underground garage. After getting out of the car, Huo Jingshen took her to the elevator, straight to the tenth floor.

Stepping out, they were met with the dazzling luxury of a chic storefront, creating a stark contrast with the somber rain outside.

They entered a high-end styling salon.

There weren’t many people. Soft music was playing, and the black, white, and grey design was low-key yet luxurious.

“Good evening, Mr. Huo.”

Soon a staff member came over to welcome them, his eyes looking straight at Su Wanwan.

Those who frequented this salon were either society’s elite ladies or stars of the entertainment industry. Every woman was seeking to outshine the other.

It was the first time he had seen such a pure girl.

She had her hair tied up in a bun, her small bare face looked fresh and tender, tall, thin, and white. Coupled with her simple white T-shirt and jeans, as well as her pure-looking eyes wandering around, she radiated a student-like innocence.

Then he looked at Huo Jingshen, his face was indifferent but he was firmly holding her hand.

True, the more successful the man, the more he loves younger women!

Su Wanwan indeed rarely went to such places, so she was curious and looked around a bit. When she turned back, she was already being surrounded by the staff, next to them was hanging a sophisticated long dress.

“Mrs. Huo, this piece of dress is the treasure of our store. It’s designed by the French designer Turry…”

“I’m not trying it,” Su Wanwan blurted out.

Huo Jingshen looked at her, his lips parting slightly, “It has already been bought.”

Su Wanwan:”…”

Such a spendthrift!

“Go try it on.”

Although the tone of Huo Jingshen was light, it carried an undeniable authority.

Su Wanwan pursed her lips.

Why not, she had nothing else to do anyway.

She followed the staff into the fitting room.

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On this side, Huo Jingshen was sitting on the sofa, scrolling through his phone.

“Nangong Ci invites you to join the group chat WJY”.

He ignored it and closed the notification.

“Good evening.”

“Welcome!”

As soon as Xiang Ranxin entered, she saw the man sitting there.

She paused and turned to leave.

“Sis, what’s wrong with you?” Xiang Lili hurriedly held her.

Xiang Ranxin whispered, “It’s too late, let’s come back tomorrow.”

It s still raining outside, and the driver hasn’t arrived yet, what’s the rush? I saw a dress here last time that I liked, I might as well try it on,” Xiang Lili insisted, pulling Xiang Ranxin further inside.

There was a man sitting on the sofa. He was in a shirt, trousers, leather shoes, and even had a tie on, looking extremely meticulous.

He was looking at his phone, his face handsome, his features sharply defined.

He was elegant, but also a bit aloof.

Everyone has a love for beauty.

Xiang Lili couldn’t help but gaze at him more intently.

This man was much more appealing than the young boys she had dated before, full of maturity and elegance.

“I’m sorry, that dress has already been sold,” a staff member quickly came over to tell her.

Xiang Lili’s face immediately darkened, “It’s been sold?”

“Yes, the customer is currently trying it on.”

Upon hearing this, Xiang Lili was even more unhappy, “Fine, then I’ll wait for her to come out.”

She wanted to see, what kind of woman could afford to spend so much money for such an unwearable dress!