CHAPTER 120: CHAPTER 120: TRYING TO CHANGE

Ye Anxin and Mu Beiting took the elevator to the twelfth floor, which sold brand-name women’s clothing with the latest trendy styles of the year.

This time, Mu Beiting led Ye Anxin into the store.

Ye Anxin didn’t think much of it, holding onto Mu Beiting’s arm, browsing the clothes one by one.

Ye Anxin glanced at the clothes above and shook her head saying, "They look good, but seem not suitable for me! They’re all lady-like dresses here, which I don’t like. I prefer simple T-shirts and jeans because they’re comfortable for wearing and convenient for doing things!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Beiting responded firmly, "You don’t need to do anything now!"

Ye Anxin casually replied, "Although women don’t need to be as career-driven as you men, they shouldn’t just rely on you at home, eating and wearing what you provide, right? Otherwise, life becomes pointless, even losing the basic dignity of being a woman!"

Mu Beiting raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Is dignity built on money and career?"

"...!" Ye Anxin was dumbfounded, not knowing how to respond to him.

Mu Beiting also fell silent, signaling the salesperson to take down a pink short-sleeved lace dress from the mannequin, "Take down this dress for her to try!"

"Uncle!" Ye Anxin frowned, wanting to tell him she didn’t like that style of clothing! But when she saw him wearing an elegant dark red long coat, she swallowed back her words.

Since he can change for her, why can’t she change for him? If he likes seeing women in dresses, then she’ll wear one! After all, summer is the only season for dresses; the other three are all for pants.

Thinking of this, Ye Anxin didn’t object further, taking the dress handed by the salesperson and heading to the fitting room.

As Ye Anxin changed, an extremely discordant voice sounded behind Mu Beiting, "Oh, am I seeing things? Isn’t this our illustrious Mu, the CEO? How come you have time to shop today? And in a women’s clothing store?"

Mu Beiting didn’t turn around, simply ignoring the voice.

Without him turning, the newcomer proactively circled to face him, observing him from head to toe with amusement, shaking his head, "Tsk tsk tsk, it really is you! I thought my eyes were deceiving me! Look at what you’re wearing today? A trench coat? Isn’t our Mu always known for a black suit? Did the sun rise from the west today? Daring enough to wear such a flashy color like red?"

The newcomer was none other than Yan Qinghan.

Yan Qinghan held a tall beautiful woman in his arms, with his usual smile and a roguish demeanor that begged to be punched.

Mu Beiting didn’t bother shedding him a glance, simply spat out a word, "Scram!"

Yan Qinghan pretended not to hear Mu Beiting and leaned closer, "So are you accompanying the little missus shopping?"

Mu Beiting’s cold gaze swept over him, and still firmly used a single word, "Scram!"

Yan Qinghan stroked his chin, amused, "No way! I generously gave you such a fine gift last night, shouldn’t you be thanking me today? I really helped you out a lot! You seem in a foul mood today? Could it be? Was last night’s business unsatisfactory? Or perhaps the little missus is too inexperienced to meet your ****needs?"

He hadn’t said much when Mu Beiting’s expression grew even colder.

"You...?" Mu Beiting’s expression led Yan Qinghan to deep thought.

At this moment, Ye Anxin came out from the fitting room after changing.

Seeing Ye Anxin in a pink short-sleeved dress, the smile on Yan Qinghan’s lips widened, "Six years, and your taste remains so singular!"

Ye Anxin heard Yan Qinghan’s last remark just coming out of the fitting room, she was initially stunned, and then puzzled, asking, "Singular in what way?"

"...!" Yan Qinghan chuckled, about to speak, but was silenced by Mu Beiting’s icy glare, forcing him to switch topics, "Oh, nothing, nothing! I meant, the missus looks better in T-shirts and jeans! So refreshing! This dress, though nice, is too lady-like, making it seem a bit deliberate!"

Ye Anxin blinked, asking again, "Deliberate in what?"

"Deliberately... imitating, too heavy on imitation...!" Yan Qinghan answered without thinking, but felt Mu Beiting’s chillingly warning gaze mid-sentence.

Ye Anxin curiously asked, "Imitating what? A lady-like demeanor?"

Yan Qinghan stroked his chin, but said nothing with a smile.

Ye Anxin stood before the floor-length mirror, looking left and right! Something felt off with this dress on her.

Seeing this, the saleswoman quickly said, "Miss, this dress looks lovely and suits you well! It perfectly showcases your gorgeous figure, your fair skin appears even more radiant in pink!"

Ye Anxin frowned, "Is it too pink?"

The saleswoman replied with a smile, "Not at all, Miss is in her bloom of youth, not wearing pink at this age means you won’t be able to wear it later!"

Hearing this, Ye Anxin didn’t respond, simply continued admiring herself.

Yan Qinghan caught sight of her reflection, suddenly widened his eyes, released the woman from his arms, approached her, staring at her chest and shook his head, "Tsk tsk tsk, look, it’s all bruised! I was wondering how intense it was last night! Mu Beiting, it was little missus’s first time, how can you be so rough! Look at what you’ve done to her tender skin?"

Ye Anxin gave him a puzzled glance, following his sight to her chest, where she turned crimson upon seeing the marks.

These... weren’t they the marks left by Mu Beiting last night?

Because the neckline of the previous outfit was higher, she only covered the visible kiss marks on her neck with foundation. But now this dress’s neckline was lower, exposing the uncovered marks openly!

And now, amidst a crowd, laid bare for others to witness.

Mu Beiting coldly glanced at where Yan Qinghan was staring, his eyes darkened, and pulled Ye Anxin behind him, his tall figure shielding her.

"Uncle, I’ll go change back now!" Ye Anxin dared not linger a moment longer, quickly darting into the fitting room.

With Ye Anxin gone, Yan Qinghan edged closer to Mu Beiting, playfully raising an eyebrow, "How about it, didn’t you love last night’s gift? Looks like you enjoyed yourself! See the missus so tormented? Your ****desires finally satisfied, huh? So are grudges between us now settled? Spare some time and tell me, is the taste of a fledgling particularly sweet?"

Mu Beiting’s handsome face turned extremely ugly, unprecedentedly so.

Yan Qinghan took in his expression, raised an eyebrow, shaking his head, "No way! You’ve been married for so long before finally indulging, yet you don’t seem the least bit happy?"