Hearing Mu Qianshui’s question, Yan Xinxin suppressed her discomfort and quickly shook her head to deny it.
"No! How could I be pregnant? It’s just carsickness, just carsickness..."
Mu Qianshui looked at Yan Xinxin’s slightly pale face, half-believing, then apologized.
"Sorry, it must be because I was driving too fast just now."
"It’s not your fault, I... I didn’t have breakfast, that’s why I got carsick."
Yan Xinxin took a breath, rubbed her abdomen, still feeling uncomfortable.
Mu Qianshui pointed to the apartment building in front of them.
"This is where I usually try on outfits, shall we go in first?"
Yan Xinxin nodded and followed Mu Qianshui’s lead.
She thought this apartment was just Mu Qianshui’s place to stay alone, but as soon as she entered, Yan Xinxin was a bit surprised.
The layout of the entire house was completely open, filled with clothing racks adorned with all kinds of designer clothes.
From light colors to dark, from short dresses to long gowns, a dazzling array, anything you could possibly want.
As expected, this was a celebrity’s wardrobe, truly extraordinary.
"All these clothes are sent to me by major brands whenever they release new items. I’ve hardly worn any of them. Lady Yan, feel free to pick anything you like. I’ll make a call to my assistant first."
Mu Qianshui said in a friendly manner.
Yan Xinxin nodded her head.
"I’m sorry, Lady Mu, you’re so busy, yet you still have to help me choose clothes."
"It’s nothing, as long as it’s something Chuxi asks me to do, no matter what it is, I will do my best."
Mu Qianshui said with a smile before turning around.
Yan Xinxin looked at her tall, elegant figure, furrowing her brows.
It seems I wasn’t wrong, Mu Qianshui likes Mo Chuxi.
Yan Xinxin thought to herself silently, then turned around, gently touching her abdomen.
The sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling window fell on her face, reflecting a tinge of sadness and conflict...
Yan Xinxin looked around and felt that none of these clothes suited her.
Too luxurious, too extravagant.
She had never worn these types of clothes before. What she wore was either light-colored dresses or school uniforms.
Before long, Mu Qianshui’s assistant arrived, a very young woman wearing a trendy outfit with short granny-gray hair, with a distinct personality.
Mu Qianshui introduced with a smile.
"Lady Yan, this is my personal stylist and good friend, Mira."
Yan Xinxin hurried up to greet her.
"Hello, Mira, I’m Yan Xinxin."
She smiled and greeted, just about to extend her hand for a handshake, when Miss Mira shook the bags in her hands and shrugged.
"Sorry, no spare hands."
She said indifferently and turned to walk towards the bar, but soon turned back affectionately calling out to Mu Qianshui.
"Honey, dinner’s ready, aren’t you hungry?"
She called Mu Qianshui honey?
It sounded somewhat cheesy.
Mu Qianshui seemed used to it, glanced back at Yan Xinxin, looking as friendly as ever.
"Lady Yan, since you haven’t had breakfast, why don’t you eat something first!"
Yan Xinxin reflexively raised her hand to touch her stomach, then stopped.
In fact, she wasn’t hungry at all.
"I... I’m still feeling a bit unwell, you go ahead and eat, I’ll pick out clothes and leave soon, I have to work this afternoon."
"Lady Yan, have you still not chosen any clothes after all this time?"
Mira turned around and walked over, a smile on her face, yet looking not very friendly.
"Why don’t I help you choose?"
She said and turned to walk towards the far corner display window.
Yan Xinxin’s gaze followed her and suddenly, she was stunned by the dress worn by the mannequin in the display window!