gossip wife

Chapter 117

Seeing Lu Haoran leading her by his side now, do you think she is a third party who succeeded in taking the top position?

Even if it is the top styling design center, even if the people here are well-dressed and bright, there is no limit to the spread of gossip.

Therefore, everyone looked at Su Zhixuan very vaguely, and Su Zhixuan got a message from the words and deeds of these people. Lu Haoran often brought Hui Qian here for styling, and today Lu Haoran was replaced by her. Good gossip topic.

Even the stylist appointed by Lu Haoran seemed to inadvertently ask, "Miss Huixi, what style do you want to wear today?" when she came back to her senses, she smiled awkwardly: "Oh, that's wrong, it's Su Miss, look at my memory, I'm really busy."

Su Zhixuan pursed her lips slightly, her expression was always indifferent. She didn't know whether these people really had a bad memory or were trying to make things difficult, but she knew that people who were recognized as the third party's superiors usually wouldn't give any good looks .

How can she not see the scorn and disdain in these people's eyes, if not for Lu Haoran's presence, someone would have been unable to resist pointing at her nose and scolding: You shameless vixen!Pooh!
The more ruthless ones may scold: "Stinky bitch with one foot on two boats!"Pooh!

These swear words are not her exaggerated self-imaginings, but the various abuses she saw on those online platforms, as well as the phone calls, harassing text messages and curses from people who don’t know how to get her number.

She suddenly felt that Tang Manni's previous sarcasm towards her was good, at least she didn't feel too sad when facing these more malicious abuse.

Su Zhixuan glanced at the evening dresses neatly arranged in front of her eyes. These styles were more mature and sexy, and they were very suitable for women with a model figure like Hui Xi. Presumably, Hui Qian came here to choose this type of evening dress.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes fixed on these gorgeous evening dresses, as if she was thinking about which one to choose.

At this moment, Lu Haoran came out after changing his clothes. He was wearing a casual suit that still felt formal. He was a man who gave people a sense of calmness. No matter how he wore it, he had a serious and serious image.

Seeing that Su Zhixuan hadn't chosen his clothes or put on any makeup, he walked over and asked softly, "Do you need me to help you choose?" He said this very lightly, but it was also thoughtful.

This made the stylist on the side stunned for a moment. When Lu Haoran brought Hui Qian to do the styling, he never took the initiative to help her choose a dress. At most, he only helped her choose when Hui Qian insisted on his help.

And now, he actually took the initiative to help Miss Su choose a dress?
The stylist had no choice but to secretly look at Su Zhixuan again. What kind of charm did she have that made Mr. Lu dote on her like this?
With a smile on Su Zhixuan's face, she shook her head at Lu Haoran: "No, but..." She paused, as if she was a little embarrassed, and under Lu Haoran's patient gaze, she said, "Can I change to a stylist?" She put forward her own ideas without a strong attitude, and it could be said that she was asking for his opinion.

These words startled the stylist standing aside, while Lu Haoran frowned slightly.

Before Lu Haoran asked the question, Su Zhixuan explained by herself: "The stylist just said that she was very busy and tired today and her memory went backwards, so I want to change to a stylist to lighten this burden."

(End of this chapter)