Ah Xiao was in a terrible state. Her pretty face was contorted and there were tears and snot all over her face. There was even blood.
She knew she was in the wrong.
She was really afraid now.
Ever since he came in, he didn't reveal much, but his entire body exuded a sinister and ruthless aura. He protected the woman and looked down at her coldly, as if he was looking at an ant at his feet.
Lu Yeming exuded an indescribable arrogance and wildness.
Everything in the world was beneath his feet.
Lu Yeming didn't give Ah Xiao another look. Two men in black dragged Ah Xiao away.
"Ah, my gown."
At this moment, Tang Mo 'er left his embrace and ran forward. She squatted down to pick up the gown.
Just now, Ah Xiao had dropped her gown and even stepped on it.
She patted the dust off the gown, her brows furrowed in heartache.
Lu Yeming's arms were empty and he retracted his arm. His gaze followed Tang Mo 'er.
He walked in front of her and lowered his handsome face to look at the person squatting in front of him. Her black head and silky hair were spread out, soft as water.
"It's fine if it's dirty. We can buy another one." He smiled gently and comforted her.
"No, this is the gown Lingxue designed for me. I like it very much … Ouch." Tang Mo 'er's finger was accidentally pricked by the brooch on the gown.
Lu Yeming's deep eyes narrowed. He bent down and grasped her hand with his long fingers. "Let me see."
Her finger was bleeding.
"It's fine …"
Before she could finish speaking, Lu Yeming placed her pierced finger into his mouth.
Tang Mo 'er's luscious lashes fluttered as her fingers entered his mouth and he allowed her to stop.
In the next second, she forcefully retracted her hand.
She suddenly used force and her action was very abrupt.
Lu Yeming's handsome eyes moved slightly and he looked up at her. He didn't show any emotions and his thin lips curved upwards. "Sister, what's wrong?"
Tang Mo 'er looked at him and laughed dryly. "Ha, haha, it's fine. My hand doesn't hurt anymore."
She stood up. "Shop assistant, how much is this gown? Bill please."
"Okay, Miss Tang, this way please."
Tang Mo 'er followed the staff to the cashier counter.
"Miss Tang, this dress costs 42,000 yuan," the shop assistant said politely.
"Alright, I'll swipe my card." Tang Mo 'er opened her bag and reached for her card.
Before he could take it out, a large palm with distinct joints reached over and pushed a gilded black card over. "Use this."
The shop assistant lifted her head and saw Lu Yeming walking over, standing behind Tang Mo 'er.
This was truly a pair of good-looking siblings. There were no blind spots. If they weren't blood-related, they would look like a couple at first glance.
"Yes, West Duke." The shop assistant went to get the gold-stamped black card.
However, a small white hand reached out and snatched the gold-stamped black card before he could do so.
Tang Mo 'er turned around and shoved the gold-gilded black card into his hands. "Yeming, keep it well. Even though I'm not working anymore, I don't lack money. I haven't fallen to the point where I need your money to support me."
Lu Yeming looked at her. The smile on his lips didn't change, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Elder Sister, what's mine is yours. So what if I support you?"
"No way." Tang Mo 'er fluttered her lashes. "Elder Sister is really rich. Dad left me so much money. When I … divorced Mr Gu … mm … he also gave me a lot of money and company shares. Moreover, I've been in the entertainment industry for so many years, I've earned quite a lot.
"Yeming, listen to Elder Sister. Keep your own money. You're going to get married soon, it's only right for you to spend money to support your wife. Forget about supporting Elder Sister. Besides, I have someone to support me."
Looking at the determination in her eyes, Lu Yeming replied in a low voice, "Okay."
Tang Mo 'er took out her card and started to pay.
Lu Yeming looked at it, then turned around and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He stuck both hands into his trousers pockets and leaned against the window frame lazily. He lifted his hand, breaking the gold-gilded black card in half with his long fingers and throwing it into the bin.
Fan Men, who was guarding the door, took a look and quickly lowered his head. The West Palace had its own bank. His Master didn't need to bring money when he went out. All he had to do was sign and there would be a private butler to transfer the money over.
Of course, when Master went to other countries, he would bring a gold-gilded black card with him to make things more convenient.
This gold-gilded black card was in Master's name and could transfer all of Master's assets.
Just now, Fan Men had clearly seen that Master wanted to give this gold-gilded black card to his elder sister.
But Tang Mo 'er wasn't someone who lacked money. She had been in the entertainment industry for so many years and had accumulated quite a bit of savings.
Her jewelry brand, King-back, also had an extraordinary ability to regenerate coins, allowing her to make a lot of money every day.
Her father, Lu Jinwen, had divided all of his assets in his will and given her all of his assets. Her … ex-husband … Mr Gu had even given her shares in G.K Corporation, which meant that Mr Gu was also working for her now.
Tang Mo 'er didn't need Master's money. Of course, Fan Men knew that. Master had suddenly touched her fingertips just now. Tang Mo' er was a mature woman at 26 years old. For the sake of a wife and a mother, she wouldn't be as naive and naive as an 18-year-old girl who didn't know anything. Even the slightest bit of flirting would make her wary.
As an elder sister, Tang Mo 'er had always done a good job. She gave her younger brother warmth, gentleness, freedom and respect. She never crossed the line.
Tang Mo 'er and Master were both Lu Jinwen and Lin Xuanji's children. They had the same blood flowing in their veins and the same intelligence. Although Tang Mo' er wasn't as brilliant as Master, she had become more gentle and charming as time passed. Her every action exuded a unique feminine charm.
"Yeming, I've paid." At this moment, Tang Mo 'er walked over with an exquisite gift bag.
Lu Yeming straightened his back and took one hand out of his trouser pocket to take the bag from her. "Give it to me."
"It's alright, Yeming. You can accompany your fiancée to try on the wedding dress. I'll be heading back first."
Lu Yeming looked at her delicate face, his gaze gentle. "I'll send you off."
"I have a chauffeur. I'll be leaving first." Tang Mo 'er's eyes crinkled as she waved her hand and turned to leave.
Lu Yeming stood on the spot, watching her delicate figure disappear from his sight before he retracted his gaze.
At this moment, he felt a gaze land on him.
Lu Yeming slowly turned around, lifting his eyes to look. Jun Xiqing was standing in an inconspicuous corner, her bright eyes landing on his handsome face.
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