Huo Sishen took a step onto the stairs, and his handsome face was still darkened, especially when he recalled what he saw from glancing over at her screen – the swimsuit that barely had any fabric…
Just thinking about it was enough to give him the vivid mental image of what that little bit of black fabric would look on her pale skin… that was enough to make his blood stirred restlessly. Just a quick thought of it had quickened his breathing.
Was she attending a party or was she going to a pageant? Or she wanted to seduce someone there?
He seriously thought that the two tiny little strings that were supposed to hold the swimsuit up would give way after she jumped into the swimming pool.
The more Huo Sishen thought about it, the more irritated he became, and the irritation seemed to spread throughout his entire body.
[Beep! Fondness from Huo Sishen decreased!]
[Beep! Fondness from Huo Sishen decreased!]
[Beep… decreased!]
Gu Shishi was stunned. She almost dropped down onto her knees. Not again!!
What was going on?
The door to the study slammed shut.
“Is this his PMS? And the kind that he experiences 3 times a month at that?”
Gu Shishi pouted.
She walked inside of the kitchen with an unjust feeling.
She gave herself a big serving of lamb, rice, and borsch.
She was just going to eat it by herself. None for the boss!
That jerk! He threw a temper tantrum each time something didn’t go his way!
She was not going to go and placate him this time.
He needed to learn to calm down on his own. She couldn’t always be kowtowing to him.
After having a big bowl of rice and a big bowl of soup, Gu Shishi went back to her room and plopped into her bed.
“Huo Sishen! You master of mensao!”
“I’ll hit hit hit hit hit!” said Gu Shishi as she punched her duck down pillow repeatedly. When she was done, she folded it into halves and kneed it forcefully.
Okay… finally… she felt better now.
She was just about to roll over and take a nap with her beat up pillow when someone knocked on her door.
This time, it wasn’t Butler Lin, but a kind-looking middle-aged maid.
“Miss, is now a good time? I have with me some recent styles of swimsuits. May I help you try them on?”
Gu Shishi paused for a little bit. She looked at the maid’s hands and noticed that she was holding several cloth hangers in her hands.
“Ugh… sure.”
Did the boss send her?
[Received Relleciga beaded and embroidered bikini (black) x 1 from your husband. Cost: $9,353.]
[Received Touch Miss retro style laced see through swimsuit (wine colored) x 1 from your husband. Cost: $3,953.]
[Received Chanel swimsuit cover (white) x 1 from your husband. Cost: $13,451.]
[Recharge completed!]
[Remaining Life Balance: 10 days]
Gu Shishi pursed her lips. Her heart was beating 180 times a minute!
Her health bar was full!
The boss was upset and having a temper tantrum, but he bought her swimsuits?
OOOOhhh, she was about to scream out loud.
What kind of a precious boss was him?!!
She closed the door and reflexively took a look at the pillow that she had almost destroyed.
She blushed suddenly.
Perhaps she was wrong… Huo Sishen was, em, … a nice guy.
His fondness toward her decreased but he bought her gifts… Why was he so cute even when he was having a tantrum?!
Gu Shishi wanted to run over to him with these swimsuits and give him a reward!
“Miss, why don’t you try them on. We can get you other style ones if these don’t work.”
The maid’s words brought her back to reality.
Gu Shishi had no choice but to say yes.
Then, feeling a little bit embarrassed, she asked, “Did you just say that you are going to help me try them on?”
Mrs. Zheng, the maid, chuckled. “I used to work in an undergarment store. I can tell girls’ sizes just from looking at them. I can also help you adjust them and make them more comfortable on you. There’s no need to be shy. Just think of me as a salesperson at the store.”
It was not unusual for salespeople to help their customers with fitting in high-end undergarment shops.
Cup shape, size, length of the straps, whether it was suitable or comfortable. There was no way to tell unless it was put on properly.
Many girls might think that they had them on right, but the adjustments were off as were their selections. Anything that’s too loose would cause them to sag and it’d make it difficult to breath if they were too tight.
“Thank you then, Mrs. Zheng.”
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