A certain brand store.
Ladies with striking figures gathered around, each looking like they were swooning over a white knight.
Judging from their uniform, it was clear they were store clerks.
At the focal point.
Soone was wearing a tailor-made suit, looking exceptionally dashing.
If you want to look sharp, dress in black and white.
The pure, textured white made him seem like he was glowing.
"Not bad."
Compared to the clerks’ "exaggerated" expressions, Shi Qianxi gave a calm and composed appraisal as she examined her "masterpiece".
This person, surrounded like a panda, was not embarrassed, just found the outfit a bit flashy and was puzzled by how snug the suit was.
This wasn’t a ready-to-wear store; it was a bespoke shop. All styles here were just for display, every item sold being custom-made for utmost perfection.
So today, Director Shi called him not to buy clothes, but to "retrieve" them.
This was already the second set being tried on today.
"How did you know my size?"
Shi Qianxi wasn’t shy at all, ignoring the other store clerks around, she replied without hesitation, "I even know the size of your underwear."
"... "
Jiang Chen was instantly at a loss for words.
Don’t think Shen Zhou lacks luxury items. Unlike internationally renowned luxury brands, Shen Zhou’s high-end luxury goods require a threshold to even hear about.
The unnoticeable bright accents on this immaculate handmade suit’s cuffs were embroidered by master craftsn with genuine gold thread—a real testant to decades of skill, and stores like these never open to the public. Their clientele is just a select few.
Thus, the quality of clerks here is imaginable. Unlike those at international luxury counters who might look down on others, clerks here won’t dare, regardless of whether they heard Shi Qianxi’s outspoken words, their expressions remained unchanged, acting as if they heard nothing.
That’s what one calls professionalism.
"For their wedding, do you think it’s appropriate for to wear this?"
Although Director Shi may be reckless with money, she’s not a philanthropist, gifting him clothes wasn’t without reason.
Mr. Jiang got to know the circle she and Fei Yi run in, which ties to her reputation.
"Why wouldn’t it be appropriate?"
"I’m the best man, not the groom."
As a guest.
The host should never be overshadowed.
Moreover, Jiang Chen has never liked being in the spotlight. Since going into business, he always maintained a low key tone, avoiding climbing mountains, interviews, and self-promotion, keeping out of public sight. Most external engagents were handled by Luo Peng.
Wouldn’t want his efforts to be wasted because of attending one wedding.
"When we first t, you weren’t this confident."
Shi Qianxi was heartfelt and accurate in her statent.
Back when she t Jiang Chen, Boss Jiang was still a notorious student at East University, and hadn’t even impressed Li Shuru, possessing a treasure trove without the key to unlock its passageway, he could only stare in vain.
Yet now, he had accessed the treasure, gaining abundantly.
Is a man’s charm rely derived from a suit?
No, it originates from inner confidence radiating outward.
"I’m reminding you, though they’re your childhood friends, it’s their wedding after all; don’t be too flashy and steal the bride’s thunder, just dress casually."
Setting personality aside, this lady’s looks definitely pack a punch, in East Sea’s socialite circles she’s definitely a top figure.
"Trying to flatter , are you?"
Though his complint was quite blunt and lacked finesse, won are always auditory creatures.
Shi Qianxi smirked, "Once Pei Yunxi returns, I’ll still chat with her."
"About what?"
"I want to hear your story, surely it’s quite exciting, isn’t it?"
Jiang Chen didn’t flinch; the more intense such monts, the more one shouldn’t show fear, especially with this lady’s style, or she’d definitely intensify her pursuit.
"Nothing’s as exciting as our story."
Jiang Chen replied calmly, exuding great composure.
His response succeeded well, Shi Qianxi was left speechless, caught off guard.
The phone rang.
"Excuse , a call."
Jiang Chen smoothly moved aside, checked the caller ID on his phone, and slightly raised his eyebrow.
Another formidable contender.
Perhaps even more so than Shi Qianxi.
"Jiang Sang~"
Still the familiar tone, familiar combination, though now with an added seasoning.
That bone-numbing voice now carried a clear hint of sobbing.
Unfazed, Jiang Chen first naturally glanced back at Shi Qianxi.
Director Shi was talking with so clerks.
"What’s wrong?"
Wasn’t there a recent engagent to the Imperial Family?
Such is the honor.
Why the tears?
"Li Ji no longer has a father..."
This ti the sobbing was more evident, one could almost imagine a stunning beauty sowhere in Japan, hiding away in an empty room, shedding tears like raindrops on pear blossoms.
No longer has a father.
Even with Jiang Chen’s imagination, he was montarily baffled, "What do you an?"
"Father has... passed away."
Fujiwara Reiki’s voice was sorrowful, as if shouldering imnse pain.
Hold on a second.
Shouldn’t be "as if".
Losing a parent is undoubtedly one of life’s greatest agonies, however.
——The Fujiwara Family’s situation is quite unique, unique enough so even soone outside like Jiang Chen knows a bit.
Fujiwara Reiki and the Fujiwara Family are estranged, their relationship was so bad it almost reached the point of breaking away.
To say their father-daughter bond was harmonious, he certainly wouldn’t believe it.
Moreover, to his understanding, this fem fatale wasn’t one to easily beco emotional.
Not to ntion just losing a father, even if all direct relatives were gone, she probably wouldn’t shed a tear easily.
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