Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 558 Dirty

"Do you want to buy a skirt?" Fausto curled his lips slightly and spoke slowly. The little girl in front of him was so charming that she really made people feel pity for her.

"Yeah." An Yin looked at the other person timidly. Seeing that he exuded the aura of a rich young man, her heart tightened and she couldn't help but ask, "Are the skirts in your store expensive?"

The little girl's cheeks flushed as she said this.

"Uh," Fausto was about to speak, but he caught a glimpse of someone's murderous gaze from the corner of his eye. He swallowed his saliva and said unwillingly, "The things in my store are all very affordable."

"That's good." An Yin smiled innocently.

When the little girl smiles, her eyebrows are curved and her bright eyes are like stars in the sky, making people indulge in them.

"Let me take you to have a look first."

"it is good."

Seeing the little girl agreed, Fausto raised his chin and looked at Meng Sihan, "Mr. Si, please do as you please."

Meng Sihan had already arrived at the lounge area in the hall, sitting leisurely on the soft leather sofa. Fausto's sarcastic tone did not matter to him at all.

An Yin looked around and found that the skirts hanging in the room were covered with dust covers. There were only a few clothes in the huge room. Suddenly, she had a thought: Is this store going to close down? Is there only these things left?

After thinking about it, An Yin secretly turned her head and saw the man named "Fausto" in front of her, and couldn't help showing a trace of sympathy.

She thought that if the things in the store were very cheap later, she would buy one more!

When Fausto met the little girl's panicked eyes, he found that the little girl looked at him strangely, with a hint of pity in her expression.

Fausto was confused.

The two of them walked on white tiles, with white spotlights overhead, and came to the bright exhibition hall. The man took her to a side hall.

"Wait a moment." Fausto said.

"Okay." An Yin noticed that there was only a man working in the house. Could it be that he couldn't even afford to hire a salesman?
An Yin paced around and unknowingly came to an oval full-screen glass. The human-shaped model inside was wearing a white halter dress with a long skirt that dragged on the ground like a fishtail. An Yin found that the skirt in the booth was ironed and smooth without a wrinkle. The whole skirt gave people a dignified and elegant feeling.

"Miss An, do you like this dress?" Fausto came behind An Yin at some point.

Fausto suddenly appeared, and An Yin was almost startled. "I, I just want to take a look."

Fausto looked in the direction the little girl was looking, staring at the skirts on the display, his eyes calm, "Come over and pick out what you like."

An Yin turned around suspiciously, and saw Fausto coming over pushing a long clothes hanger with nearly dozens of skirts hanging on it, and each one looked very unique.

An Yin walked forward slowly and looked at each item carefully.

Seeing that the girl was absorbed in watching, Fausto did not disturb her. He folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the wall. His eyes, as dark as deep pools, flickered slightly. It was rare for them to meet such a peerless beauty. Although the girl was dressed simply and her loose clothes made it difficult to tell her exact size, the girl had already given him an idea. He was eager to invite the girl to wear his unfinished dress.

However, he thought of Meng Sihan waiting outside. If he expressed this idea, Fausto could guarantee that Meng Sihan would definitely not agree.

Fausto and Meng Sihan have known each other for many years. It was rare for him to see Meng Sihan call him for such a small matter. The moment he received the call, Fausto was shocked. After all, the other party asked him to hurry up and also specifically instructed him to send all the staff in the store away. The reason was that Meng Sihan was worried that the girl would feel uncomfortable coming to the store.

In Fausto's opinion, Meng Sihan is just a bowl of bland boiled water. He seems to have no desire for anything. Even Fausto thinks that Meng Sihan's life is too transparent and boring. But he actually brought a little girl to the store, and judging from Meng Sihan's attitude, the little girl has a high status in his friend's heart!
When Fausto was lost in thought, Meng Sihan came over and stood beside him. "What are you planning?" Fausto felt cold all over. He suspected that Meng Sihan was the worm in his stomach. He refused to admit it. "You think too much."

"That's better." There was a warning on Meng Sihan's clear face.

Fausto turned his head, his eyes flashing with seriousness, "What is your relationship?"

Meng Sihan narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's not as dirty as you think."

"Ahem." Fausto coughed guiltily.

At this time, the two found that the little girl not far away was looking around and chose the most conservative one, although her eyes were always on the black suspender dress.

Fausto laughed and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Master Si should take her out to see the world more often. Look at how brave she is. She doesn't even dare to wear a skirt that's a little revealing."

“It’s not like I’m going out to sell meat.” Meng Sihan retorted.

Fausto's mouth twitched. He was too lazy to pay attention to the other party. He was more happy chatting with the girl. He was about to leave when the man behind him lowered his voice and said, "Pay attention to the price."

Fausto could only roll his eyes at the ceiling.

"Do you like this one?" Fausto stood opposite the little girl, with a long clothes hanger between them.

Fausto is about 1.8 meters tall, and An Yin always needs to look up when talking to him.

"Yeah." An Yin nodded, then she looked at the man, "How much is this?"

When asking the price, An Yin was unsure. Just looking at the interior decoration design of the store and the texture of the skirts made her very nervous. She was afraid that the price quoted by the other party would be beyond her ability to afford.

The little girl's words put Fausto in a difficult position.

None of the custom-made clothes he has come across over the years cost less than seven figures.

Seeing the man hesitating for a long time and looking embarrassed, An Yin thought that the business of the man's store was not good. She mustered up her courage and said sincerely, "Business is not good now."

Fausto, "Huh?" The man was a little confused.

An Yin continued, "You should be clearing out your stock now. If the price of this skirt is more favorable, I will buy one more."

After listening to the little girl's words, Fausto finally realized what she meant. So, she felt that the things in her store couldn't be sold? Fausto took a breath and forced a smile on his face, "You are so smart, how did you know I was clearing out the goods?"

"There are very few things in your store, so I guessed it." An Yin thought she had really guessed it right and looked very proud.

The smile on Fausto's face froze at this moment.

Unexpectedly, the girl's next words were heartbreaking.

"Boss, is this skirt more than two hundred yuan?"

"Two, two hundred?" When Fausto said this number, he almost bit his tongue because it was difficult to pronounce, and even his facial expression was a little complicated.