Paranoid Master Mo pampered

"Height 1.6 meters eight."

"weight……"

"Measurements..."

Mo Yelan reported Yun Chuyao's body data to the person opposite him with a blank face.

That person's name is Su Xuan, a famous handmade garment master in the fashion circle, but in Mo Yelan's eyes, he is just a tailor with relatively dexterous hands.

Mo Yelan and Su Xun met through Ji Huaijin, and they can be regarded as good friends, the kind who can joke around casually.

While lowering her head to record, Su Xuan joked, "Master Mo, your girlfriend's figure is really hot!"

Hearing the sound, Mo Yelan gave the other party a cold look: "Remember your data, make your clothes, why are there so many nonsense?"

Su Xun helplessly pursed the corners of her lips, and said as an explanation: "I'm just praising your girlfriend!"

"My girlfriend, I don't need other people's compliments!" Mo Yelan gave Su Xuan a look, extremely indifferent.

With such a sense of awe without anger, Su Huan quickly raised his hand and surrendered.

"All right, all right... count me talking too much!" While speaking, he had already handed over the list that recorded Yun Chuyao's body data to his assistant.

He got up and took two bottles of drinks, and handed one of them to Mo Yelan, with a flattering smile on his lips, but he couldn't help complaining: "Master Mo, your possessiveness is really unusually strong."

Mo Yelan glanced at Su Xuan calmly, but said nothing.

Su Yan sat down on the sofa opposite Mo Yelan, took a sip of her drink, and asked gossipingly, "By the way, you asked me to customize a dress for your girlfriend to take her home to meet her parents." ?"

Mo Yelan has never customized a dress for a woman with him, and Yun Chuyao is the first and only one.

As for the name Yun Chuyao, it was not the first time Su Xuan had heard of it.

A woman who can be so missed by Master Mo must be extraordinary!
Su Xuan had a very strong premonition that this girl might be the future wife of the head of the Mo family!

So he will definitely make her dress well.

"No." Mo Yelan said in a soft voice, with almost no emotional ups and downs in her tone: "I'm going to take her to Ji's New Year's party."

Hearing this, Su Xuan paused for a while to drink, and after a while, the corners of his lips raised into a meaningful smile: "Then it is estimated that many ladies' hearts will be broken at the party that day."

After all, Mo Yelan is the most popular man in the upper class circle. He became the current head of the Mo family at a young age. He also has a model figure, a face more handsome than a star, and a handsome temperament...

Master Mo was once the man in the spring boudoir dream of so many famous daughters!
But he had never been close to women before, as if he was not interested in women.

Now he is actually going to take his girlfriend who has entered the house to attend Ji's New Year's party...

Su Xuan can probably imagine how exciting the scene of the party is, and he must be able to hear all kinds of heartbreaking voices.

Thinking about it, the corners of his slightly raised lips felt more playful.

Mo Yelan said completely indifferently: "It has nothing to do with me."

What about other women?It has nothing to do with him at all, he doesn't care at all, doesn't care.

The only woman he could care about was Yun Chuyao.

"You are really ruthless!" Su Xuan said with emotion.

While speaking, he leaned lazily on the sofa, raised his long eyebrows and looked at Mo Yelan: "Tell me briefly about your requirements for the dress!"

"Simple and elegant, low-key luxury." Mo Yelan gave eight words succinctly.

It sounds concrete, but it's actually quite abstract.

Su Xuan frowned slightly, but she was already used to it. Master Mo always cherished words like gold, and it was not easy for him to say eight words in one breath.

"Okay, I probably understand, I will definitely design it well, and try to make your girlfriend wear the dress I tailor by myself, and you don't need to do anything at the party to be able to amaze the audience!" Su Xuan was very confident express fully.

After all, he is the hottest designer in the fashion circle today, and many female stars want to wear his dresses on the red carpet.

However, Mo Yelan is more confident than him: "You can play freely, my Yaoyao looks good in anything."

Su Xuan: "..."

He seems to have been force-fed a mouthful of dog food by the man in front of him, but he has no proof.

……

On the other side, Yun Chuyao was confessed by other boys.

The boy was from the department next door, and after seeing Yun Chuyao's performance at the school celebration party, he fell in love with the girl at first sight.

Because of an event organized by the school, the two had some contact. The boy successfully added Yun Chuyao's WeChat account, but the two had never chatted.

Yun Chuyao never thought that this boy actually liked her.

Encouraged by his good brothers, the boy came to Yun Chuyao with a bouquet of flowers, and mustered up the greatest courage to confess his love to her.

He said a lot of self-touching words, Yun Chuyao respectfully listened to them, but still flatly refused: "Sorry, I already have a boyfriend."

The girl never likes to procrastinate, and she has no plans to become the scumbag queen of the sea, so she cut off the small flame of the other party's love in time.

The boy was obviously shocked, and the flowers in his hands drooped.

When he realized it, Yun Chuyao had already got up and left.

Then, she blocked the boy's wechat, it can be said that she gave no hope at all.

After Wen Ziyu found out, she shook her head and sighed, "If I were that boy, I would definitely die of grief."

"Why?" Yun Chuyao didn't quite understand.

Wen Ziyu seemed to have a deep understanding and said: "I was rejected for confessing to the goddess, and my WeChat was also blocked... It's a double blow!"

Yun Chuyao pursed the corners of her lips disapprovingly, and said, "I don't think I've done anything wrong. Since it's impossible, why give him hope?"

It's better to block directly and cut off all hope.

In this way, the other party can also understand her determination more clearly, and can let her go faster to start a relationship that truly belongs to her.

Yun Chuyao has always been straightforward like this.

"You can at least be friends by keeping WeChat!" Wen Ziyu said.

Yun Chuyao looked up at him, with a meaningful smile on the corner of her lips: "Do you think there is pure friendship between men and women?"

Hearing the sound, Wen Ziyu's eyes widened slightly, and he was inexplicably upright: "Aren't we just a pure revolutionary friendship?"

As he said that, he still wanted to hang shoulders with Yun Chuyao in the way of a good buddy, but the girl opened her hand all of a sudden.

"You are my brother's friend, but I don't regard you as a friend." Yun Chuyao said.

Hearing this, Wen Ziyu's expression instantly turned into a sad mask: "Yaoyao, you really hurt my heart by saying that!"