Chapter 361, I want to wear a suit (First Update)

Romantic blockbuster?

Bonkers.

Ji Mingqian furrowed his brow, a rumor every eight hundred years, and it had to be with Jiang Yisheng, ridiculous.

"Big boss, this kind of situation is actually quite common among artists in the industry, you don’t need to worry too much," Chen Xin said, stopping her laughter to comfort him.

Although her boss generally didn’t need much comforting with his easy-going nature.

"Big boss, Director Xu’s movie is premiering at the end of the month, and you’ve always been on good terms with him. If you have time, it wouldn’t hurt to help with the promotion, just a brief appearance."

Ji Mingqian replied, "I’ll think about it."

After hanging up the phone, he carelessly tossed the phone onto the table, looked up at the pristine white ceiling, and suddenly, all traces of sleepiness vanished.

Stirring up a CP (celebrity pairing)?

Heh, how boring.

**

Early winter, withered yellow leaves twirled in the cold wind, reddening the noses of passersby.

Perhaps it was because it was the weekend, but the international mall saw more visitors than usual.

On the fifth floor, both sides were filled with various high-end women’s clothing stores.

Ye Jiuliang gazed at the various styles of dresses in the shop, her eyes looking bewildered towards the person beside her.

"Mohan, why did you bring me here?"

Wasn’t he supposed to take her to the racecourse? Why had they ended up shopping for clothes instead?

Li Mochan reached for a pure white dress, held it up against her, and a good-looking arc graced his lips, "We’ll go to the racecourse some other time."

Looking at the white dress in his hand, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes flashed with disdain.

She pushed away the white dress, "Hideous."

Li Mochan let out a chuckle, hung the dress back up, and embraced her with his strong arm into his chest.

His affectionate gaze settled on her, "You look beautiful in it."

He had only seen her in a dress once before, and that was before they were together; his wild pup was actually quite stunning in a dress.

"Is that so?" Gazing back at him, a sly smile swept through Ye Jiuliang’s eyes.

"I think you’d look even better in it."

Li Mochan’s expression froze for a second, his deep voice tinged with helplessness.

"Little rascal, are you deliberately mocking me, hmm?"

Ye Jiuliang slightly raised her delicate eyebrows, her voice soft as she reminded him, "You’ve already agreed to marry me before, so when the time comes, the wedding dress is definitely for you to wear; I’ll be in a suit."

"Do you think it’s appropriate for me to wear a wedding dress?" Li Mochan was somewhat exasperated; his little rascal never played by the rules.

"Of course it’s appropriate, Li Wuye (Fifth Master Li) is so handsome. What’s that term again, let me think." Ye Jiuliang paused, a roguish smile creeping onto her lips, "Flower-like beauty?"

...

Your Fifth Master has disconnected.

Li Mochan pressed his forehead against hers and tenderly touched her nose.

With a tone of resignation, he said, "Little rascal, it looks like I’ll have to leave our future baby’s Chinese lessons to someone else."

This adjective was simply...

Terribly awful.

Ye Jiuliang glared at him, "Are you looking down on me?"

Isn’t ’flower-like beauty’ a good description?

"Wouldn’t dare," Fifth Master still had a will to live.

Seeing the topic drifting away, Li Mochan returned to the main point, "What about this purple dress?"

"No good," Ye Jiuliang rejected without even looking.

Any dress was objectionable to her.

Besides, it was winter; wearing a dress would be freezing to death.

"Just wear it once, and after buying nice clothes, I’ll take you on a vacation?" Li Mochan dangled the bait, his voice soft as he coaxed.

Upon hearing the words "vacation," Ye Jiuliang’s eyes lit up. "Where to?"

If there was fun to be had, she might consider it.

"You change first, and then I’ll tell you," Li Mochan teased.

After staring at him for a few seconds, Ye Jiuliang’s red lips curved into a slight smirk, "Fine." She would grudgingly wear a dress just this once.

"How about this one?" Li Mochan glanced at the pink long dress on the mannequin with the corner of his eye, remembering the bags of curling irons she bought a while ago, and a mischievous smile tugged at his lips.

Following his gaze, the long dress on the mannequin caught her eye.

Death-by-Barbie pink.

With little lace edges, no less.

So tacky.

Ye Jiuliang’s face darkened. "Li Mochan, I had no idea you had such heavy taste."

Knowing full well that she had little fondness for pink, he deliberately chose that pink dress.

Abiding by the unwritten family rule not to tease his wife too far, or else risk sleeping on the couch, Li Mochan knew when to stop and earnestly picked out dresses for her.

He glanced at the array of clothing on the rack and directly selected a few.

The clerk responsible for fetching the clothes silently marveled at Li Mochan’s discerning eye—every piece he chose was a limited edition from the current season and every single one suited Ye Jiuliang perfectly.

After choosing dresses to be packaged, Li Mochan reached for a light purple dress and handed it to Ye Jiuliang.

For the sake of vacation, Ye Jiuliang was ready to go all out. She took the dress and headed into the changing room.

Just as she was about to close the door, the man suddenly squeezed in.

Ye Jiuliang laughed in exasperation, lightly kicking his shin. "Li Mochan, what are you doing in here, you rascal?"

There were other people outside; his presence in here was hardly immune to their mockery.

"I’m afraid you won’t wear it properly," Li Mochan stated with an air of righteousness.

Ye Jiuliang snorted and pushed at him. "This is the ladies’ changing room. Are you a lady?"

The door was still ajar, and the clerk outside, hearing the commotion, peeked in covertly and couldn’t help but cover her mouth to stifle a laugh when she saw Li Mochan follow her into the changing room.

"Hurry up and get out; people are laughing at you," Ye Jiuliang urged.

Li Mochan’s gaze flashed, and with the slightest flick of his toe, the door to the changing room quietly closed.

The lighting suddenly dimmed a shade.

Unable to push him out, Ye Jiuliang simply stopped wasting her energy, leaned against the wall, and watched him leisurely.

"Li Mochan, can you be any more shameless?"

Li Mochan’s thin lips curled into a slight smile as his tall figure suddenly closed in. "Since you asked, naturally, I must oblige."

A chilling breath rushed toward her, and Ye Jiuliang let out a light laugh. "Look at how improper you are; if the old man saw you now, he’d surely say."

Clearing her throat, she suddenly put on a stern face, imitating the elder Li’s angry tone, "Li Mochan, what kind of behavior is this? It’s simply scandalous!"

No sooner had she finished than she couldn’t help but laugh first.

Li Mochan chuckled, raising his hand to lightly tap her forehead, "Naughty girl."

"Hurry up and get out, otherwise, I’m not changing," Ye Jiuliang insisted.

Li Mochan seized her hand, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. "I’ll help you."

"Are you sure?" Ye Jiuliang asked with a playful smile.

Li Mochan nodded; after all, trying to send him out was futile.

"Okay," Ye Jiuliang cheerfully agreed, tossing the dress at him with a smile. "Then I’ll trouble Mister Li the Fifth to assist."

Outside, the clerks had nothing pressing and occasionally glanced at the changing room, which remained still.

They exchanged looks but dared not go forward to disturb them.

"Why haven’t they come out yet?"

"Should you go knock on the door?"

"No, no, I dare not."

The clerks shuffled the responsibility amongst themselves, looking apprehensive.