Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day - Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Did Huo Xiting Go Crazy That He’s Making Her Wear This?

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Her face was flushed red. She slammed the wooden box shut and took a few deep breaths.

Her mind kept replaying what she had just seen.

Those pajamas that were as thin as a cicada’s wings, the fabric was soft but fragile What could those few pieces of fabric block?

Was this Huo Shiting’s gift?

Ninth Master Huo was shameless!

Ye Beishengs expression was subtle. She swallowed her saliva and looked at Lin Long with a fleeting gaze. “The Ninth Master….gave me these?”

Lin Long’s eyes were also wandering. “Yes! Yes! Madam, I’ll move it to your room for you!”

Ye Beisheng began to recall what the upper class thought of Huo Xiting.

Ruthless? By hook or by crook? Cold and noble? Tired of women?

Then, the ruthless Huo Xiting actually bought her those?

Ye Beisheng felt like she was stepping on cotton. She didn’t even hear what Lin Long said as she floated up the stairs.

Lin Long heaved a sigh of relief.

Uncle Zhang happened to pass by. “You gave Madam a gift in the name of the Ninth Master?”

Lin Long was still in shock, “This time, their relationship will definitely heat up. They will be entangled and intimate…”

Uncle Zhang was pleasantly surprised. “That’s a good thing. Why are you frowning?

Lin Long took a deep breath. “It’s nothing. It’s just that my salary might really be deducted till the day I die.” Uncle Zhang was speechless.

What was up with this clown?

Ye Beisheng slammed the bathroom door shut, turned on the tap, and splashed cold water on her face.

When her face was no longer so hot, she heaved a sigh of relief and returned to the bedroom to open the suitcase.

There were more than a dozen pieces of lingerie in the box. She was a designer, so she could tell at a glance that the fabric was expensive. It was indeed something Huo Shiting would do.

He wanted her to wear this?

Was Huo Xiting crazy?

Ye Beisheng hesitated and called Huo Xiting.

At Huo Shen International, Huo Shiting stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his office.

‘Give me a few days. I need you to design a few gowns for me.””

The woman on the other end of the phone was obviously surprised. “Xiting? What gowns do you need? Is it yours? Tuxedo or…”

“Design women’s gowns.” Huo Xiting ordered, “I want twelve sets of them, three for each season. Give them to me by Wednesday.”

The woman’s breathing trembled for a moment before she chuckled. “Xiting, even if we rush, it’s impossible to make the 12 sets in a few days. We make high-end gowns, and were taking the luxury route. It’s impossible to make it so quickly…”

“If your team can’t even make twelve gowns in three days, why should I invest in your team?” Huo Xiting interrupted coldly.

Su Wanyun, who was far away in Country Y, could not help but clench her phone tightly.

She smiled gently. “I’ll try my best. Xiting, please give me the measurements.” Huo Xiting gave a few simple numbers.

Su Wanyun’s breathing became even more difficult. “Xiting, may I ask, this woman is… Don’t misunderstand. I just want to know how you know her so well. Isn’t it rumored that you don’t like women?

Huo Xiting was about to hang up the phone when he paused. “Miss Su, where did you hear that I don’t like women? This is my wife.”

Su Wanyun’s eyes widened and she staggered backward. “Your wife? You… Are you married? Why didn’t you tell me that you were getting married so that I could go back and attend your wedding?”

Huo Xiting nodded.

Su Wanyun smiled. “Alright, so it’s a dress for my sister-in-law. I’ll make it in three days. By the way… I’m going back soon.. Then, shall we meet up like old times?