The smile on Shen Qianrou's face gradually vanished. She turned around and tried to remove her gown as she said,
"She has once been a student there, so it's up to her whether she wants to go or not. That is something we can't decide… But I heard that she received an invitation as well, so I think she'll probably attend. After all, she was expelled by the school back then, and the school was willing to let bygones be bygones by inviting her. She shouldn't be that unappreciative…"
Upon saying this, Lin Feifei's eyes suddenly lit up. "So that is happening tomorrow. If she attends, she will definitely be the most miserable and sorry person tomorrow. If she doesn't go, it will be equivalent to slapping the school and the old principal's face. She will suffer."
Shen Qianrou didn't speak, but there was a cold smirk on her face…
If she were present tomorrow, that would be great.
…
At Palace of Luxury's 16th floor.
There was a row of custom-made gowns in the living room. Bo Jinchuan sat on the couch, flipping through a fashion magazine. "Which one do you like?"
Shen Fanxing's eyes were dazzled by the vast collection of gowns and she was a little disgruntled. "Weren't you the one who picked the gown for me the last time? Why are you giving me so many choices now?"
"Because all these suit you."
"But I can only wear one."
Bo Jinchuan closed the magazine in his hand and changed his posture, his expression unreadable.
"Why don't you try them now? I'll help you to choose."
Shen Fanxing raised her brows. "Try them for you to see?"
"Yeah, let me take a look."
She was speechless…
Shen Fanxing didn't move. Bo Jinchuan stood up and passed her a cheongsam.
"Go and try it on."
Shen Fanxing eyed him for a while before taking it.
Five minutes later—
Shen Fanxing ambled out in a red cheongsam that was embroidered with phoenixes.
It was a blessing that cheongsams could become popular in the conservative era.
It was the ideal outfit to show off the curves of a woman's body.
It was both conservative yet hinted of temptation.
The tight cheongsam hugged her body and highlighted her slender shoulders, the contours of her chest, and her slender waist…
The most important thing was that there was a slit on the cheongsam. As she walked, her ivory slender thighs were faintly discernible.
A woman would always have the fear of looking fat in front of a man she cared about.
Shen Fanxing placed her hand on her flat tummy, trying to hide the non-existent fat.
Bo Jinchuan was sitting on the couch. From the moment Shen Fanxing walked out, his gaze was locked on her. The depths of his eyes gradually turned dark…
And his eyes were blazing.
Shen Fanxing's heart skipped a beat as she avoided his burning gaze.
The scarlet red was really too outstanding. The design was clearly refined and elegant, but because of its color and the high slit between her legs, it added a sexy allure.
Shen Fanxing picked up a thin shawl from the clothes rack and draped it over her body. Standing in front of the full-length mirror, she lifted her head to take a look before slipping the shawl off her shoulders.
Bo Jinchuan's intense gaze was fixed on her. The way the shawl fell from her shoulders made her look like a flirtatious woman who was taking off her clothes. His eyes narrowed slightly and his mouth was dry.
He had never been a lustful person. And he would never condone women who tried to seduce him. But he didn't expect that he had actually liked and enjoyed the sight.
His gaze landed on her legs. Her ivory delicate skin was too eye-catching.
She felt satisfied without the shawl. As she blinked, she smiled and tilted her head to look at Bo Jinchuan, crooking an eyebrow.
"How is it?"
Her charming smile to Bo Jinchuan was deadly and seductive…