Jian Xiaomo lay in the hospital for more than a week before she was discharged.
When she got home, she opened the wardrobe and was about to change her clothes when she suddenly saw a wardrobe full of clothes. She was stunned.
When did she add so many clothes into her wardrobe?
Ba Luo said respectfully, "Miss Jian, Young Master ordered me to buy these."
Hearing this, Jian Xiaomo was stunned. Then, her lips curled up. This man was quite thoughtful. Most of her clothes had been torn by this man.
As she was casually flipping through them, her hand suddenly touched a piece of clothing. She picked it up and saw that it was actually a nurse's uniform. Then, she picked up another one. It was an Air Force uniform and a Navy uniform. Jian Xiaomo looked at them one by one, and her face turned darker and darker.
The temptation of uniforms. So this man actually had such a hobby.
The corners of her mouth curled into a sneer. She knew that this man would not be so kind. It turned out that he had spent so much effort to buy so many clothes for her in order to please him. In Long Chenjue's own words, it was better for her to serve on the bed.
Jian Xiaomo touched the uniforms one by one, and the coldness on her face became deeper and deeper.
At this moment, Ba Luo suddenly said respectfully, "Young Master."
Jian Xiaomo was stunned. She turned around and found that Long Chenjue had come back. His slender figure leaned against the door with his hands in his pockets. Under his neat short hair, a pair of deep eyes stared straight at Jian Xiaomo.
Seeing Jian Xiaomo looking at him, Long Chenjue smiled and said lazily, "You like it, don't you?" His voice was faint and thin.
Jian Xiaomo's lips suddenly curled into a cold smile. "I'm very satisfied." Her words were obviously full of sarcasm.
Long Chenjue was stunned and then quickly walked over. He pressed Jian Xiaomo and said, "What do you mean?" He was obviously angry.
"I mean it literally." He brought back a set of uniforms for her and even asked her what she meant.
Long Chenjue's face was full of anger. He bought clothes for her out of kindness, but she gave him such a look. He immediately became angry and said, "Jian Xiaomo, don't think too highly of yourself."
Jian Xiaomo raised her head and looked straight at Long Chenjue. She said, "Young Master Long, I remember the contract between us. I will also abide by it. Why don't I try on a piece of clothing for you to see now?"
As she spoke, she held one of the uniforms and flashed it in front of Long Chenjue. She said, "Young Master Long, take a look at this. Does it suit your taste?"
Jian Xiaomo raised her head, but there was not a trace of a smile on her face.
Looking at long Chenjue's increasingly gloomy face, Jian Xiaomo continued to raise her eyebrows and said, "How about this one?" She picked up a flight attendant's uniform.
Long Chenjue's face instantly turned even darker. He instantly snatched the clothes from Jian Xiaomo's hands and tore them into pieces in just a few moments. Then, he walked out in a towering rage.
As he walked, he took out his phone from his pocket and quickly dialed a number. Then, he shouted at the phone, "Baili Chuan, are you courting death?"
His roar shook the sky. Baili Chuan was holding a beautiful woman in his arms. His body instantly stiffened and he said to the phone in fear, "Young Master Long, what's wrong with you again?"
What's wrong with you? Long Chenjue gnashed his teeth and said, "Damn it, I asked you to buy clothes. What kind of clothes did you buy for me?"
Baili Chuan instantly came back to his senses and laughed, "I bought the clothes that Young Master Long like the most and that beautiful women like the most."
At least the women beside him couldn't wait to put on such clothes and show them to him.
"Damn it, you actually imagined Jian Xiaomo to be your mistress," Long Chenjue said with a face full of anger.
Baili Chuan was stunned for a long time before he said in surprise, "Young Master Long, why do I feel that you called me not because of those clothes, but because you care too much about Jian Xiaomo's feelings."
Long Chenjue was stunned for a second, and then he said coldly, "Get lost."
He hung up the phone with a bang.
How could he care about a woman like Jian Xiaomo? Baili Chuan's brain had short-circuited.