Su Qiu's body was already extremely provocative, it could not even be hidden. Wearing these clothes would be extremely enticing, let alone a man whose blood was boiling, even a woman's eyes would grow to her body.

Qiao Zhi threw a gaze of disdain at Shen Ling without hesitation. Your thoughts are already out there, who wouldn't understand? Isn't it just jealous of another man seeing your wife's beauty?

The confidence that was broken into pieces from trying on the clothes suddenly rose up again. The happiness and sweetness unique to a little girl that was praised by her lover exploded in her heart like fireworks. A gentle smile that could make men lose their way even appeared on her face.

His wife's beauty could only be seen by himself.

No one knew that under the calm and wise exterior of the CEO Shen, his petty heart was actually thinking about this.

Su Qiu was startled, I'm going to take it off. I just put it on, and I haven't seen enough, yet you want me to take it off? However, when she saw the man's displeased expression, she clearly saw the feelings of a protector inside. She slightly raised her eyebrows and let the waiter pull the curtain.

During the time she was changing clothes, Qiao Zhi had a face full of fox-like smiles. He walked in front of Shen Ling and stood still, looking down at him with enigmatic condescension.

Although he was sitting down, his aura was actually so strong that he did not lose, and actually had the momentum to surpass Qiao Zhi who was standing up.

"What?" He slowly spat out two words.

"Brother," Qiao Zhi playfully called out, he bent down, crossed his hands, and stared straight into his eyes, as if he could see through the demon's eyes, "You've fallen."

Ever since Shen Ling brought Su Qiu into his shop, he had been observing the two of them. The way the two of them acted, how they interacted with each other, and even more importantly, the way they subconsciously chased each other made him tremble. It was clearly different from last time when he delivered clothes to their house.

How long had it been since their relationship had soared? He was so shocked that he thought he was wrong. Until Su Qiu tried on a set of clothes just now, the expression on his face darkened a little, and the displeasure of having his own treasure being peeked at changed a few levels on his face. Then, when the last set of clothes appeared, the displeasure on his face disappeared, but Shen Ling also quickly made him change his clothes.

This was the domineering possessiveness of lovers.

This brother of his has probably fallen under the tutelage of a beauty …

"Yes." Shen Ling didn't hesitate at all as he looked into his eyes with determination.

Qiao Zhi raised his eyebrow, he had changed into a serious expression, and asked in a serious tone: "Did you really put aside those things from back then?"

Qiao Zhi was referring to that painful humiliation from seven years ago and that night of marriage where he had a deep impression of his. He knew how deeply his good brother had been hurt by these two events, so he even wanted to ask him a question to let him clearly see his own heart.

"I know what I want, and I know what's most important to me." When he spoke of his importance, his eyes gently glanced at the tightly closed curtain, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile. Then, he turned his gaze back.

What else could Qiao Zhi say after hearing what he had said?

Having seen his brother's pain and confusion, now that he was able to walk out of the haze and recognize his own heart, as his best friend, it was only natural that he would give him the most sincere blessings.

Qiao Zhi suddenly patted his shoulder, looked at him and earnestly said: "Good brother, I wish you happiness."

It was also the first time that Shen Ling did not have to be mean towards others, so he just said it out loud, "Thank you."

Men never needed to speak any other language. One handshake and one look to understand the other.

"I'll be giving the dress to sister-in-law as a gift."

Su Qiu who had just opened the curtain heard Qiao Zhi's words, and immediately came out while waving his hand, "There's no need, Qiao Zhi. I'll bring this dress back right after I put it on, it would really be a waste if it stays at my place."

"Sigh, it's your idea whether you're wearing it or not. I gave it to you out of goodwill. Sister-in-law, you don't like my design anymore." Qiao Zhi held onto his arm, the fox eyes turned deeper as he said meaningfully.

Seeing that he had already said this, he felt that he was too petty, and then looking at Shen Ling who was seated on the side, he did not have any intentions of stopping, and only looked at Qiao Zhi, smiling happily, and thanked him sincerely.

"That's right." Qiao Zhi once again returned to his Peach Blossom Fox eyes.

After instructing the waiter to wrap the clothes, the three of them sat in the VIP room and chatted and waited.

"Boss, your new wedding dress has been hand-stitched. It's been sent over. Would you like to take a look?" An employee lady walked in and asked respectfully.

Qiao Zhi suddenly jumped up from the sofa. Ignoring the fact that he might lose his composure in front of his subordinates, his face shone with starlight and his excited voice almost became incoherent, "Really, the one I'm most satisfied with has returned?"

The employee nodded in answer to his question.

Su Qiu looked at him in surprise. As expected, those who worked in the arts would never go crazy, but look at the love that was emitted from the depths of their bones for a piece of art that they liked, it was truly worthy of respect.

As if he had seen through Su Qiu's thoughts, Shen Ling whispered into her ear, "He's usually like this, don't take offense to it."

Su Qiu burst out laughing. The difference in personality between the two was too huge, in the end, they became good friends like this, she was becoming more and more curious.

"Would you like to see my new work? Sister-in-law, you definitely won't be able to open your eyes. " Qiao Zhi excitedly turned over and extended an invitation to the two of them.