Shen Qingqing retorted, "Have you ever seen anyone wear a qipao with a black suit over it? What kind of bizarre combination is that!"
It was hideous!
Fu Jingshu studied her from head to toe. His wife was already beautiful, and in this form-fitting qipao, she looked like a rare treasure placed on display, waiting to be admired and touched.
Even with the black jacket tied around her waist, it couldn't conceal her perfect figure. It only revealed less skin.
Fu Jingshu reluctantly conceded, "I think you look beautiful in anything."
"I'm happy you say that," Shen Qingqing said, but her expression didn't match her words. She tugged at the jacket, "You're not thinking of making me attend the banquet dressed like this, are you?"
Fu Jingshu fell silent.
Shen Qingqing glared at him, "You wouldn't dare! I'm wearing this qipao to the banquet. If you think I'll embarrass you, then I'll go alone."
The manager watched as the usually stern Master Fu's expression visibly melted like snow in winter. A hint of helplessness and compromise flickered in his dark eyes.
"Fine, but pick out a shawl too."
Shen Qingqing pouted, "Why are you like an old fogey? You won't let me wear such a beautiful dress, insisting I cover myself up. Wouldn't me wearing this give you more face?"
She grumbled incessantly, and Fu Jingshu listened patiently without a single objection, only meticulously helping her choose a shawl.
He not only picked out a shawl but also, under the guise of offering congratulations, arranged for the qipao to be kept at the shop, promising to personally collect the dress the day before his wife's banquet.
Shen Qingqing found it a bit unnecessary.
But she couldn't resist her husband's coaxing and gentle persuasion. She had once thought she wasn't swayed by physical beauty, even mocking women who were easily charmed by men.
Now she realized that male charm...
Was not so simple either.
As they were leaving, Fu Jingshu gave the manager one last instruction.
"Alter this qipao slightly."
The manager, naturally, had no choice but to obey Master Fu's words and respectfully asked, "Is there anything unsatisfactory about this qipao?"
"The legs."
The manager blinked in surprise.
Fu Jingshu had already strode away.
The manager belatedly looked at the qipao in her hands. This qipao was truly flawless from top to bottom.
The legs...
There was nothing wrong with the legs either!
The manager stared for a long time, unable to figure it out, until a sales assistant beside her couldn't stand it and tentatively suggested, "Could it be that Master Fu dislikes the high slit..."
The way Mrs. Fu looked in the qipao earlier was breathtakingly beautiful. Even as a woman, she couldn't help but swallow.
Especially when she walked, her long, fair legs, devoid of any excess fat, made one's mouth dry and eyes glued to them.
The manager suddenly understood, "So that's what Master Fu was concerned about!"
Then, she couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Who would have thought that a few years ago, the noble, indifferent, and arrogant Master Fu would one day be so meticulous about his wife's dress?
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the banquet.
The banquet was scheduled for 4:00 PM, and Shen Qingqing had to leave half an hour early. Fu Jingshu also finished his work at the company as soon as possible, picked up the dress, and then went home to pick up his wife.
After changing into the gown, Shen Qingqing felt something was off, as if it were slightly different from last time. She looked at herself in the mirror and called out, "Husband, come here!"
Fu Jingshu strode into the bathroom, his gaze falling on his wife in front of the dressing table. A flicker of astonishment crossed his eyes.
"Beautiful."
Shen Qingqing turned in front of the mirror, placing her hands on her slender waist. "No, this qipao seems different from before."
"How is it different?"
Fu Jingshu paused for a moment, then casually asked, walking over to put his arms around his wife's waist in a possessive embrace.
In the mirror, the man and woman stood one behind the other, as if returning to the day they tried on the dress in the shop.
Shen Qingqing finally realized what was wrong.
"Why is the slit on the side of this dress lower?"
Fu Jingshu paused slightly. "It's fine."
Shen Qingqing seemed to have an idea and turned to glare at him, "You did this, didn't you! Did you tell the sales assistant to alter the qipao for me?!"
Fu Jingshu remained silent.
Shen Qingqing angrily pinched him, "You've gone too far! This is my dress, how could you have it altered without my permission?"
Fu Jingshu readily conceded, "I was wrong."
His apology was too swift, making Shen Qingqing doubt his sincerity. She let out a cold laugh, "Oh, so you say sorry now, and you'll do it again next time."
Fu Jingshu said earnestly, "I won't."
Shen Qingqing rolled her eyes at him. "My trust in you is zero right now. This is the last time. If you dare to secretly alter my dress again, then you..."
Fu Jingshu looked at her composedly.
He wasn't afraid of the unspoken punishment his wife was contemplating.
Seeing his defiant expression, Shen Qingqing's anger flared. She said fiercely, "If there's a next time, you'll sleep in the study!"
Fu Jingshu's expression changed slightly.
Shen Qingqing added a time limit. "For a year!"
Fu Jingshu tightened his grip, pulling his wife close. He whispered, "A year is too long."
"If you think it's too long, you should try to correct yourself, not negotiate with me!" This just proved he intended to do it again! Shen Qingqing pinched him again in anger.
Fu Jingshu didn't dodge, even stepping forward to offer a more convenient spot for his wife to vent her frustration.
"I was wrong."
Shen Qingqing raised an eyebrow. "Really wrong?"
Fu Jingshu nodded, lowered his head slightly, his hot breath fanning her ear. His deep, magnetic voice slowly flowed into her ears.
"I promise, there won't be a next time."
"That's more like it."
However, Shen Qingqing was quite vindictive. She glanced at the time and said, "We have to go to the banquet right now. Do I have time to deal with you now? Wait until we get back, and you'll see how I..."
Before she could finish, her lips were sealed.
All her words vanished into the passionate kiss between them. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
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Half an hour before the banquet began, guests had already started to arrive, including scions of high society, wives and daughters of company executives.
Each of them was dressed glamorously, mingling and exchanging pleasantries at the reception.
Attendants moved through the banquet hall with trays of drinks.
Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu were among the later arrivals, though not excessively late. Compared to those who arrived earlier, their timely entrance made them appear as if they were fashionably late.
The moment they entered, they became the center of attention.
The man was tall and handsome, exuding an aura of aloofness, yet he was carefully protecting the beautiful woman beside him.
Every glance and gesture conveyed how much he cherished her.
Upon seeing the woman's appearance, the onlookers' eyes widened in admiration.