Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

“Fanxing, hurry up and try this!”

Lai Rong smiled and said, “Ms Shen, I think it’s better for you to try. Don’t disappoint Madam.”

Shen Fanxing walked over to Madam, where she was holding a champagne-coloured, off-shoulder gown. The stripes on the gown were sewn with golden thread, giving a sense of refined sophistication.

Even the attendant at the side commented,

“Madam has such good taste. This dress is the latest order that we have from France and it has only just reached the shop two hours ago.”

Lady Bo smiled, her eyes reflecting triumph before she responded, “It’s our dear Fanxing who’s lucky, who bumps into this gown the moment she’s back in town.”

In an attempt to ingratiate, the attendant said, “Madam’s right.”

“Fanxing, go and give it a try!”

Shen Fanxing was brought to the fitting room by the attendant.

Lai Rong brought the Old Lady to the waiting area.

“Qianrou, come and take a look! Isn’t this dress pretty?”

A clear voice sounded abruptly in the silent room.

In the resting room, even the Old Lady and Lai Rong frowned.

Both of them looked up to see two beautiful figures walking in.

One was wearing a white long-sleeve shirt, with a blue Gucci leather bag hanging on to her shoulder. Her long hair was let loose and she looked delightfully sweet.

The woman beside her was dressed in a white shirt, tucked into a beautifully embroidered A-skirt.

Besides the grey windbreaker she was wearing, she had a hat on, an apparent act to conceal her face from others.

Perhaps because she had reached a place with few people, she looked up, revealing her attractive face.

Lai Rong’s eyes had a flash of sharpness.

“Madam…”

“I’ve noticed,”

said Lady Bo in a gloomy and authoritative tone as she viewed the two women icily.

“Yes, it’s indeed pretty,”

commented the woman wearing a hat, seemingly in love with the gown as well.

“Qianrou, you have to give it a try. Wear it during the banquet that will be held in a few days’ time. You’ll definitely rivet everyone’s attention!”

Shen Qianrou smiled and responded, “Don’t exaggerate.”

As she spoke, she took up the dress, her eyes reflecting excitement.

If she appeared in this dress at the banquet on Friday, the situation might be exactly what Lin Feifei said—she would rivet everyone’s attention!

Shen Qianrou was tempted.

Yet, just as she was about to enquire about the size of the dress, the door to the fitting room opened.

Shen Fanxing walked out in the dress.

Her sexy collarbone, nice curves and slender body were all brought out with the captivating dress.

This was in addition to Shen Fanxing’s innate coolness, simplicity and style, which enhanced the outlook of the dress.

Lin Feifei and Shen Qianrou were stunned.

That dress, was it not what had captured their attention?

Indeed, it was spectacular!

Snapping back to reality, Lin Feifei felt an instant disdain as she scowled distastefully.

“Shen Fanxing, why are you here?!”

Shen Fanxing stared at them coolly and frowned slightly.

What an inevitable meeting between enemies!

“Sister, why’re you here?!”

Shen Qianrou kept the iciness and jealousy, transitioning into a look of surprise instantly. Then, she paced quickly towards Shen Fanxing.

Shen Fanxing took a step back and cast a frosty look at her.

“Was the previous water-fall not hot enough?”

Shen Qianrou tensed and she stopped walking.