28 If You Are Not Happy, Don’t Marry Him

Chi Huan looked at him and was quite dissatisfied with his expressionless reaction, but she was also a little uneasy.

Was it… ugly?

"Is this wedding dress ugly?"

Well, she would never assume that the one that was ugly was her.

"No," Mo Shiqian moved his eyes and responded. His voice was low and hoarse. "It's beautiful."

Chi Huan felt that his attitude was a little perfunctory, and she twitched the corner of her lips. "Really? Do you think so? If not, just say it's not. I won't do anything to you."

The man put the magazine aside and stood up from the sofa. His low voice was still expressing the simple words. "It's beautiful."

He walked towards her, and the shop assistants next to him retreated silently.

The man's hand rested on Chi Huan's shoulder and he turned her ninety degrees so that she was facing the large floor length mirror.

Chi Huan looked at herself in the mirror.

She felt… Well, Mo Shiqian didn't lie, it was really beautiful.

Looking at the beautiful appearance of herself in the mirror, she had pride in her heart as a young woman. It felt like she was standing naked in the hot mist after taking a bath every night. She would look at her body in the mirror and feel like she was a charming fairy in human form.

But what's the use of her being so beautiful and sexy?

For those who didn't like her, no matter how drop-dead gorgeous she was, he still wouldn't like her.

The hair next to her neck was suddenly pushed aside. Chi Huan was stunned and she looked up to see the man who was standing behind her holding her long hair with his fingers, and he said lightly, "You should wear your hair up."

The breath and exhalation of the man fell upon her skin when he spoke, and she only felt that the part of her exposed skin shivered. She wanted to shrink her neck away from him, but she finally resisted the impulse.

She could only stammer, "Wh… why?"

He withdrew his fingers and her long hair fell again. The man seemed to answer casually, "Your neck is beautiful so you should show it."

The shop assistant on the side said with a smile, "Indeed. Miss Chi's neck is slender and white. It will have a very beautiful effect if it's exposed. When you do your hair, you may ask the hairstylist to wear your hair up.

Chi Huan looked at the woman in the mirror, and then looked at the man who lowered his eyes and stared at her calmly. The solitary expression in her eyes was obvious, with a hint of self-deprecation.

The man's deep voice was near her ears. "If you are not happy, don't marry him."

"Do you think I shouldn't marry him?"

He looked at her closely, while she looked at him through the mirror.

"If you only look at the background conditions, Young Mister Mo is indeed a good choice among the young masters from rich and noble families, but he doesn't like you. There are so many men in the world, I believe that there will always be someone who is worthy of you wearing the wedding dress for him."

Chi Huan smiled abruptly. "There are so many men, but I haven't seen a few who are particularly worthy of me."

With that, she had already walked back towards the fitting room. "Okay, the wedding dress is very beautiful and fits me well, there's no problem."

"Ah?" The shop assistant was surprised and asked carefully behind her, "Aren't you having any other ideas? There is still almost a month left. If you want to make a small modification, you still have time."

Chi Huan did not even turn her head. "No, no need."

After changing into her own clothes, she took back her handbag the shop assistant handed over and walked out of the door on high heels. "Mission completed, let's go home."

In the Ferrari.

Mo Shiqian started the engine. "Do you want to go back to your apartment?"

"I'm going to have lunch outside and then go home to sleep. It's sickening if you eat too many takeaways."

He glanced at her again. "Will you go out in the afternoon and evening?"

"No. I will call you if I need anything. You can get off duty after you send me home later… You can meet your fiancée then, but do you really have a fiancée?"

"Yes."

"But why have I never seen her, and I think you… you seem to have spent only a little time with her?"

Because he spent most of his time at work and staying beside her.

Mo Shiqian said in a flat tone, "She lives next door to my house. She saved my life when we were young. When we grew up, she naturally became my fiancée. We will get married when she graduates."

Naturally?

It was really natural. They grew up together.

"Does she study in college?"

"She's in her senior year."

"Oh… is she pretty?"

Mo Shiqian didn't speak for a while. "Not that pretty."

She rolled her eyes. "Not that pretty? But… I seem to see that you have rejected all kinds of women for her."

"Because I have no interest in all kinds of women."

Chi Huan: "…"

…

At night, Chi Huan was home alone.

She sat on the carpet in the bedroom, leaning her back against the edge of the bed, and she was reading a book with her head down. The whole suite was so quiet that there was only the sound of her breathing and turning the book.

The iPad at her hand suddenly sounded a prompt of receiving an email .

She reached out and checked the mail.

After reading the contents of the email clearly, her eyes narrowed suddenly.

She did not hesitate to pick up her mobile phone and call Mo Shiqian. "Did you send me the email?"

"Yes."

"Come and pick me up."

"Yes."

Half an hour later, at the downstairs of a certain apartment.

"Are you sure she lives here?"

"I checked it before sending you the email."

Chi Huan looked out of the car window and said coldly, "She seems to have been out of work after marrying that Yang Hao, so she said she wouldn't want anything if she could divorce, and her family seems to be poor as well. Why can she afford such an upscale apartment?"

After a moment of silence, the man replied, "This is an apartment under Young Mister Mo's name."

Chi Huan bit her lips suddenly.

After a long time, she smiled expressionlessly. "Their relationship is progressing fast, but he hasn't told me that he will cancel the wedding."

She had also thought that if the divorce matter made Mo Xigu decide to cancel the marriage contract with her and instead make peace with Su Yabing, she felt that she really could not do anything about them and their true love.

Mo Shiqian looked at her cloudy face from the rearview mirror and asked faintly, "Are you going up?"

"No, send me home." Her eyes were cold and indifferent, in which hid a trace of mockery. "Since Su Yabing is so brave, she will take the risk of being scolded by the public as a mistress only to smear my image in front of Mo Xigu, I will give her what she wants."

Chi Huan's father was the mayor. She naturally knew many people at all levels in the government. They were also naturally willing to do such a small thing for the mayor's daughter.

She was also a big star, and there were many media and journalists who had good relations with her.

Mo Shiqian said calmly, "You want to let others know of the close relationship between Young Mister Mo and Su Yabing, are you not going to get married, Young Miss?"

Chi Huan's expression froze slightly, and then her whole person froze for a moment.

After a long time, she asked again, "About that, Yang Hao went to the Nineteen-Ninety-Nine and pretended to be the driver to pick me up last time, have you investigated it?"

"Young Mister Mo probably did not know about that."

"So was it really because I had bad luck?"

Mo Shiqian was silent for a few more seconds and said, "I checked the surveillance video. After you called Young Mister Mo that night, he did leave Su Yabing's ward to pick you up, but then Yang Hao took advantage of when the bodyguard standing outside went to call the nurse. He went into Su Yabing's ward, during which they had a dispute, and then Young Mister Mo returned to the ward and drove Yang Hao away. "