President's Substitute Wife

Chapter 261 Don’t worry, I’m not as poor as you think

A week later, my landscape design was coming to an end. After communicating with David, we could basically start interior design.

There were few parts of interior design that I needed to be responsible for.

It could be finished in two weeks at most.

In the afternoon, as soon as I came out of the Architectural Design Institute, I saw Ming standing at the door.

He was wearing a white shirt and standing in the sun and he looked very handsome and warm.

When we had lunch together, I told him I would come here this afternoon. I didn’t expect him to come here and wait for me.

I walked quickly to him and asked, “Why are you waiting for me here?”

“Yes.” Ming took the document in my hand and asked me gently, “are you free at night?”

“What’s the matter?”

Ming knew my normal working hours and schedule.

In York, I hardly associated with anyone but him.

This time he asked me specifically. It seemed that he had other things.

Ming looked at me and was a little nervous. He hesitated for a moment and said, “well, today is the Mid Autumn Festival. My father wants me to take you home.”

“Your father?”

I thought of James.

He was Sean’s grandfather.

I didn’t want to go.

At least that was what I thought, but I didn’t say it. I looked up and asked Ming, “how did he know me? Did you tell him?”

“No.” Ming shook his head slightly. “Sean said that. Today, he asked me all of a sudden, and I couldn’t refuse.”

He had been looking at me nervously and looking forward to it.

I realized that he wanted me to go.

I hesitated, “Sean...”

“Sean may not go today.”

Ming answered.

Hearing the answer, I felt a little relieved. I nodded. “I’ll go with you.”

Although I hadn’t officially agreed to be with Ming, I couldn’t deny that he was really a good man and suitable to be Lester’s father.

Ming relaxed after I agreed. He said softly, “if you don’t want to, you can refuse.”

“The ugly daughter-in-law will see her father-in-law sooner or later.” I looked up at Ming and smiled at him.

“You are not ugly.”

He put his hand on my shoulder and held me in his arms.

A faint smell of disinfectant penetrated my nose. I felt at ease for some reason.

I took a look at my clothes and then at my watch. “When will it start? Can I go back and change?”

“I’ll buy you a suit.” Ming said naturally.

“No, I...”

“Don’t refuse me. It’s just a suit.”

I couldn’t refuse him.

Ming took me to a shop. I had been here a few times and I was familiar with it. I knew what suited me.

I took Ming to a shop selling classic clothes.

There were many kinds of this kind of clothes. The price difference lied in the cloth and embroidery.

This shop was very upscale. Most of the clothes inside were made of silk and embroidered by hand, and the decorations were expensive.

As soon as I went in, I was attracted by a suit with the main colors of light purple and white at the door. It was a coat and a long skirt.

It was just right for the season.

“Try it.”

I just took a look and Ming knew I liked it. He patted me on the shoulder and said.

I looked at him in surprise.

He smiled. “I’ve been with you for a long time. How can I not know what kind of clothes you like?”

At this time, a shop assistant came up. When she heard that I wanted to try this dress, she immediately took it off and handed it to me with great respect. “Lady, this is the only one in the whole city.”

“There are a lot of the same skirts there.”

I raised my hand and pointed to the shelf next to me.

There were seven or eight identical skirts on it. I judged from the side fabric that they were the same model.

I lost half of my interest in this dress because of the poor marketing skills of the shop assistant. From NôvelDrama.Org.

The shop assistant took a look and was not surprised at all. “They’re not the same as this one,” she said.

“What’s the difference?”

I went over and raised the skirt on the shelf.

It didn’t look different from the one on the model. But they seemed a little different.

I looked at them. Ming said first, “pearls are different.”

When the shop assistant heard Ming, she immediately praised him, “Sir, you have good taste. You’re right. The pearls in this dress are priceless, but those clothes have ordinary pearls. It’s just a pearl but they are very different in silk clothes!”

The shop assistant began to boast about it.

I looked at the two clothes.

She was right.

Perhaps because of the fabric, the so-called limited edition pearl in her hand was particularly luxurious.

And this one in my hand was very common.

Ming had to pay. I liked it but I took the dress in my hand and said, “I’ll try this one on.”

The shop assistant was stunned. She wanted to say something but didn’t say it.

After I tried this dress and came out, I looked at myself in the mirror.

The pearl of this dress was on the top and very conspicuous.

If I hadn’t seen that dress with expensive pearl, I thought it was also good. But that one was better than this one in color and smoothness. I thought this dress was a little low.

But in order not to embarrass Ming, I showed that I like it very much. I said to the shop assistant, “I want this.”

Ming stood by without speaking.

After I changed my clothes and came out, I was going to pass the dress to the shop assistant and let her pack it. But she said, “it’s packed and your boyfriend has paid for it.”

Then she handed me the dress she had packed.

I looked down.

It was the limited edition.

“No, I just want the normal one.”

I wanted to refuse.

After all, I knew that pearl was the best. It could double the value of this dress.

“Don’t refuse me. It’s just a dress.” Ming said the same thing.

“But...”

“It’s not expensive. Don’t worry. I’m not as poor as you think.” Ming pushed it to me, “put it on. I’ll take you directly to my house in a moment.”

I knew I couldn’t refuse, so I whispered, “thank you.”

I went back and put on this dress.

This pearl made a difference in the quality of the whole dress.

I wore that dress and followed Ming out. We met Eric in the elevator.

Eric saw me before he saw Ming. He froze for a moment and said, “Hello, Mr. Jessop, Miss Jones.”

“You are...” I was sure I hadn’t seen Eric since I came back, so I asked him.