Chapter 027: A Pair of Eyes Like That Night I Accidentally Saw Her Without Clothes

Even Chi Huan felt that those words were quite sharp, let alone Su Yabing, whose face turned pale, her lips devoid of color, trembling violently, whether from rage or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.

Mou Xigu frowned, anger apparent in his tone as he said coldly, "Mo Shiqian, shut your mouth."

Mo Shiqian, unmindful of his anger, kept his gaze on the petite woman before the window, calm and undisturbed, simply watching as if there were no other implications to his stare.

Mou Xigu looked at Chi Huan standing before him.

Perhaps because of the backlighting, he couldn't make out the expression on her face at a glance.

It was Chi Huan who smiled first, pulling at the corners of her lips, "Should we still go try on the wedding dress?"

There she stood, her red lips slightly upturned in a faint smile, as if merely asking the question and waiting for his response, nothing more.

Mou Xigu's lips moved, but for a moment, he couldn't make a sound.

The two looked at each other, neither speaking for quite some time.

Su Yabing was the first to break the silence, "Xigu, why don't you accompany Miss Chi?," her voice still soft and gentle, eyes closed, tears streaming down her face, "As for my affairs... please, don't get involved anymore... I have my own plans."

Mou Xigu's frown deepened visibly.

Telling him to stay out of her matters was something he clearly couldn't do, as his heart wouldn't let go.

Besides, Yang Hao had just indirectly expressed such sentiments on her behalf... he truly was in a state of emotional turmoil.

Chi Huan saw it as well.

She bent down to pick up her bag, winding the chain around her wrist carelessly, and with her other hand, she lifted her long hair, laughing softly, "I guess you're not in the mood, so you should first sort things out with Miss Su. It seems... Miss Su has successfully traded one man's pity and misery for another man's affection..."

Su Yabing turned deathly pale, biting her lip, "Miss Chi..."

"Chi Huan, that's enough."

Chi Huan paused for a moment, then laughed lightly again, "Did I say something wrong?"

Mou Xigu's eyes and brows darkened, his thin lips pressed tightly together, but as he looked at her, he ultimately said nothing.

"The wedding day is fast approaching. You two should just clear things up. I'll try on the wedding dress by myself... If you really want to break off the engagement, I can't do much about it, but as a public figure, I absolutely will not allow my image to suffer even the slightest damage if I am jilted before marriage."

Her cool gaze swept over Su Yabing, and she continued with a thin smile, "If you've thought it over and still want to marry me, then let me tell you, I'm not like Miss Su's psychologically disturbed and thick-headed ex-husband... I won't be cheated out of a large sum of money only to be cheated on."

With those words, she half turned her body towards the door, her facial expressions disappearing, "Let's go."

...

Outside 1999, the sunlight was slightly cool, the breeze comfortable.

The white Ferrari was parked at the lot.

Chi Huan glanced at the man who opened the car door for her, "Did you have someone bring it directly here?"

He answered indifferently, "Before I came."

She bent down to get in the car, while placing her bag beside her, she said, "Drive to the bridal shop, I'm going to try on wedding dresses today."

Mo Shiqian started the car, glancing at the woman in the backseat through the rearview mirror, "Aren't you waiting for Mou Xigu to go with you?"

Her eyes dropped, her voice lazy, "Being there on the wedding day is enough. You're the only one who sees me in a wedding dress for the first time, how lucky for you."

After finishing her sentence, Chi Huan suddenly felt something was off.

This "lucky" seemed to remind him of the last time he saw her in a compromising situation.

Frustrated by her own slip-up, Chi Huan turned her gaze out the car window.

Lancheng's largest bridal shop.

As soon as she entered, a clerk came to greet her, "Miss Chi,"

initially beaming at her with a smile and then, upon noticing the silent man by her side, her eyes visibly brightened, like a fangirl meeting her idol, both courteous and slightly shy, "Mr. Mo, Miss Chi's wedding dress arrived two days ago."

Chi Huan, "..."

She admitted that Mo Shiqian was stunningly handsome, but had he reached the point where he caused visual impairment?

This bridal shop's brand could be considered a luxury in the world of wedding dresses, and the staff who worked in this line were all sharp-witted, having long since developed a keen eye for judging people by their clothing and behavior.

Mo Shiqian spoke indifferently, "You're mistaken, I'm not Miss Chi's fiancé, just a bodyguard."

"Ah..."

The staff exchanged glances, slightly embarrassed as they said to Chi Huan, "Miss Chi, we apologize..."

Chi Huan didn't particularly care, "Bring out the wedding dress, I have other matters to attend to after trying it on."

"Oh, of course, of course..."

Her wedding dress was specially designed and tailor-made for her by a renowned designer from Milan after Mou Xigu met her. Perhaps Mou Xigu's feelings for her weren't quite in place, but his thoughtfulness was certainly befitting her status as the mayor's daughter.

Chi Huan had never worn a wedding dress before, not even in a play.

The wedding dress design was elaborate, with an exceptionally long train, requiring several clerks in the dressing room to help her put it on. Throughout this process, Mo Shiqian sat outside on the sofa waiting.

He sat there quietly, his entire figure sleek and even emanating a proud coldness. He was casually flipping through a magazine in his hand, his nose bridge sharp and defined, as though just sitting there was enough to make one's heart race.

A few young clerks chattered not far away.

"He's so handsome, truly top-notch. How lucky is Chi Huan, not only marrying the young master of the Mou Family, but also having a bodyguard who's off-the-charts handsome."

"I want to get to know him... do you think he would even notice me?"

"Are you serious? No matter how good-looking, a bodyguard is just a bodyguard. Can you eat handsomeness?"

"Yes, if I could look at such a face every day, I'd be willing to skip a meal."

"..."

Despite their talk, in the end, no one dared approach him.

This man, silent as he was, exuded such a cold and distant aura that he seemed unapproachable.

It wasn't until the curtain to the fitting room was pulled back.

Hearing the movement, Mo Shiqian subconsciously lifted his gaze—

Perhaps due to his long-term duty to protect Chi Huan's safety, he had always needed to be constantly aware of her whereabouts, and so he had developed a conditioned reflex to her every movement, even when some of that attention was unnecessary.

A woman dressed in a white wedding gown unexpectedly leaped into his view.

Women wearing wedding dresses are always beautiful, especially when they are already naturally beautiful.

The strapless wedding gown was simple yet elegant, revealing her delicate shoulders just right, the sexy clavicle, and subtly undulating lines below the clavicle added allure, diminishing her inherent petite stature and girlishness.

Chi Huan hadn't styled her hair, so her well-maintained, thick long hair cascaded down, draping over her shoulders and falling around her slender waist as she stood gracefully.

Mo Shiqian's gaze showed no ripples as he watched her.

His eyes were fixed on her, just as they were on that evening when he accidentally saw her undressed, unwavering.