Ouyang Wan's beautiful brown waves fluffy like seaweed was first seen. She was holding a little boy of four or five years old in one hand and a graceful and noble woman with the other hand, coming towards her.

Tang Junhao hurriedly dragged Xia Pan'er into the child's fitting room without saying a word. Xia Pan'er had already noticed Ouyang Wan. Seeing Tang Junhao's expression so open, his heart was extremely sour and was about to speak meanly, he covered her mouth.

"Sister Tong, how do you think Yuyu is wearing this dress?" Ouyang Wan's crisp voice came from outside the fitting room.

"Yeah, not bad!" The woman was sure.

"Then let Yuyu try it! Miss, please get a No. 120!" Ouyang Wan flatteredly asked the shopping guide to try it on immediately.

Tang Junhao and Xia Paner, who were standing face to face in the fitting room, both heard each other's rapid breathing and heartbeat at the same time. At the same time, she could feel sweat all over his palms holding her.

Inexplicably, my heart couldn't stop feeling ache: It turned out that he cared about Ouyang Wan so much; it turned out that her relationship with Xia Paner and him was so shameless!

"No, I don't like it, mom, I don't like this fancy dress. The kindergarten girl said I was a 'flower girl'! I want Ultraman on it!"

The little boy's crying voice.

"Okay, okay, buy Ultraman, Wan'er, let's go somewhere else?" The woman asked for advice.

"Well, Yuyu, let's go!" Ouyang Wan called the little boy sweetly.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Tang Junhao let out a long sigh, Xia Paner threw away his hand aggrievedly, and said coldly: "Hmph, I didn't expect that the president of the 'Hongda Electronics' was deeply afraid of it!"

Tang Junhao knew she had misunderstood again, so he turned her body and explained urgently: "It's not that he is afraid of her, but--"

Xia Pan'er pried open his giant hand and smiled coldly: "No need to explain!" It's in vain to explain.

Walking out of the fitting room, I met the shopping guide's contemptuous look: "Miss, do you still want these selected clothes?"

I just called me "Madam", but now I'm changing my words "Miss"! Xia Paner's heart was so painful that he was thrust by this "Miss": "No need, come again next time."

He walked out of the mall as if he was flying, and the sarcasm of the shopping guide came from behind him: "Hmph, I didn't expect that such a pure woman was also a 'miss wife' and was preparing to have children for her!"
Chapter completed!