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She was about to go out with Qiao Chutian, and as his nominal wife, she couldn't dress like a servant and stand beside him, could she? That would really embarrass him.
What to wear, what to wear?
She evaluated the full wardrobe of clothes and felt a bit overwhelmed by the choices.
Since they were going to the supermarket, she couldn't dress too formally and professionally.
Just as she was having trouble deciding, Qiao Chutian came in.
To her surprise, he wasn't wearing his usual shirt and suit but a set of grey and white casual clothes, which made him look spirited and handsome, full of vitality, and less like the lofty CEO. He seemed more approachable.
"Haven't picked out clothes yet?"
Qiao Chutian asked, seeing the troubled look on her face as she eyed the garments.
"Yeah, I'm not sure what to wear. I'm afraid of embarrassing you, so you pick for me," she said.
Mai Xiaomai tossed the tough decision over to Qiao Chutian.
