Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

Where on earth did Qiu Jue get so much money? Song Xing was almost dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that one month after confirming the charity dinner, Qiu Jue would actually take him directly to a handmade suit studio that looked very expensive.

After the boss measured the basic data of the two people, Qiu Jue picked the fabric for Song Xing. After comparing them one by one, he chose a dark blue suit fabric with some fine shimmer.

I also discussed the design of the collar and chest pockets with my boss in detail. I decided to make the suit in French style, with the collar in black and white, and some sequins on the shoulders.

Song Xing was speechless. He felt that this suit should not be worn at a charity dinner, but should be worn on the red carpet in the film and television industry.

Qiu Jue chose a black fabric with some fine shimmer for himself. The design of the suit collar was the same as Song Xing's, with only two pieces changed at the hem.

Then he compared several bow ties, neckties and scarves, and ordered a white silk scarf with gold thread for Song Xing.

Song Xing was confused: "Why didn't you choose for yourself?"

Qiu Jue pinched Song Xing's cheek with some amusement: "It's your turn now."

Song Xing was really confused about suits. Looking at nearly a whole cabinet of messy things, his mind was a mess.

Finally gave up and asked my boss if he had any recommendations.

The boss recommended a tie of a nice color, a dark blue tie with gold and silver threads that matched Song Xing's suit very well.

Song Xing made the decision immediately, otherwise he would really be dazzled by all these things and collapse.

After ordering the basic suit, Qiu Jue went to swipe the credit card. In addition to the price of the suit itself, there was also an expedited fee, a total of more than 10 yuan.

...Ah? Song Xing was stunned, and Qiu Jue dragged him into the car again, and drove him to another place to customize leather shoes.

After finishing the leather shoes, I went to buy accessories, tie clips, collar clips, brooches...

One house is gone.

Song Xing was trembling as he held the large and small bags and several custom-made bills.

When Qiu Jue wanted to drag Song Xing to buy something, Song Xing shook his head in panic: "No, no, no... Enough, enough..."

Qiu Jue couldn't help laughing when he saw Song Xing's expression. He knew that Song Xing might not understand why he had to spend so much, but he had his own plan.

"Don't worry," Qiu Jue said with a smile, "These are all necessary."

Song Xing's eyes were empty: "Isn't Taobao good?"

"Dressing properly can also leave a better impression on others, so that you can better deal with the possible traps of the Pei family. You don't want to enter a banquet of a wealthy family and attract everyone's attention by wearing a simple suit that costs 99 yuan with free shipping?"

The corner of Song Xing's mouth twitched. He felt that Qiu Jue's explanation was a bit far-fetched, but he couldn't refute it.

"...6."

"That's good to know. I still have somewhere to go."

Along the way, Song Xing silently counted the money they spent in his mind, calculating how long it would take for his salary to cover such wild consumption.

But: "Where do you get so much money?"

Qiu Jue's expression remained unchanged: "Stock trading?"

Song Xing was confused: "What kind of stock can make you earn so much?"

Qiu Jue touched his nose, thinking of the funny incident of harming Pei Liyuan before, and said helplessly: "Pei family."

"…So the surveillance video from the police station that I saw today was really your doing?"

"Ah."

Song Xing shook Qiu Jue fiercely: "Then you still don't know why Pei Liyuan is targeting you?! Billions of dollars evaporated from the Pei family in one day! He has a good character if he doesn't kill you!"

Qiu Jue was speechless. Okay, let Song Xing understand it this way.

But I have to emphasize one point: "Because Pei Liyuan treated Shi Xuanxuan and Shi Rongrong so well before, I wanted to take revenge on him and let him learn from his mistakes."

"When will the cycle of revenge end?" Song Xing said dimly.

He didn't mean to blame Qiu Jue. Although Pei Liyuan did blame Song Xing for some of Qiu Jue's crimes, it was not what Qiu Jue wanted to see. Who would think of solving problems by killing people?

What's more, Pei Liyuan has a criminal record. When they were still freshmen, Pei Liyuan had already thought about killing them.

At that time, there was truly no grudge at all.

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One day before the charity dinner, I received messages from several custom shops.

[Hello, the two suits/leather shoes you requested are ready and you can pick them up at any time. ]

Don't ask why they didn't deliver the goods to your door. The two of them lived in a crowded neighborhood. What if someone with shortsighted hands stole the valuables? As for signing for them in person... I don't know when Song's mother would be home. Signing for such valuables in front of her mother... No, no.

As for Qiu Jue, he is still working overtime and is not at home.

Song Xing privately contacted Qiu Jue and told him that the custom shop had finished the work. After discussing it, they decided to pick it up early tomorrow morning.

The two stores are not open very late. In the evening, they only take orders and you can't even see the tailors themselves.

Therefore, it is safer to pick up the goods in the morning, and if there is any defect or leakage, it can be remedied on the spot in the store.

The next morning, Qiu Jue arrived downstairs at Song Xing's house first. The two hurried to get the suits. The clerk greeted them warmly and asked them to wait for a while.

After a while, the tailor came out from the back, pushing a rack with suits hanging on it, and motioned for the two to check them out and then go to the fitting room next door to try them on.

Song Xing tried it on and found that custom-made ones were different. They fit him perfectly and were finely made. The color and design unexpectedly suited his preferences.

He swayed left and right in front of the dressing mirror, trying to show off his beauty.

Qiu Jue looked at it, smiled slightly, expressed his admiration for the tailor, then passed Song Xing and entered the fitting room.

The two men put on expensive suits and stood in front of the dressing mirror.

The designs of the two are very similar, and you can tell at first glance that they are couple outfits. The colors complement each other and the details are also amazing.

The tailor came over, feeling embarrassed to disturb the young couple. He used a wooden ruler to measure the shoulders and waists of the two people, confirmed a few small details, and actually started to make changes directly on Song Xing.

Song Xing was at a loss. With his hands and feet stiff and his head tilted, he watched the tailor using scissors on his body.

The tailor worked on Song Xing's suit attentively, as if he was polishing a work of art. His movements were very skillful, and every change was precise and meticulous, allowing Song Xing to feel the wonder of custom-made suits.

It was the first time for him to wear this kind of artwork.

Qiu Jue observed quietly from the side, his heart filled with satisfaction and appreciation.

There is nothing more wonderful in the world than having your boyfriend wear a suit designed and tailored by you.

Ah, of course, how come the design ideas he provided are not considered designs?

Soon, the tailor uncle completed the debugging of Song Xing, and then it was Qiu Jue's turn.

Qiu Jue was too tall, and the tailor uncle was a little embarrassed and didn't know where to put his hands. He simply brought a stool for mannequins and stood on it to operate.

Song Xing didn't dare to laugh, as he felt it was a bit insulting.

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It was over after the charity dinner.