"Don't you have Miss Mo?" Ye Weiwei blurted out.

Xiao Jamhan's eyebrows slowly widened, he lowered his head to Ye Weiwei's ear, and let out a pleasant chuckle, "Are you jealous?"

Ye Weiwei pushed forward and said frankly: "No, you and I are not a couple, why should I be jealous?"

"Then why don't you help me choose clothes?" Xiao Jamhan came back again.

"If Miss Mo can help you choose, why do you need me?" Ye Weiwei said a little anxiously, but it fell into the ears of the shopping guide nearby. Her reaction seemed to be jealous.

Then the way the shopping guides looked at her changed, with an ambiguous feeling.

Ye Weiwei couldn't stand that look, cleared her throat, and said seriously to Jamel Xiao: "My taste is not as good as Miss Mo. She understands your preferences, and I think you chose her dress very well."

"She doesn't understand my preferences." Xiao Jamhan approached again, took Ye Weiwei's hand, placed it on his left chest, and whispered: "My preferences are your... preferences."

The last three words are spoken very softly and can almost be ignored.

After hearing this, Ye Weiwei's face turned red instantly, and she felt uncomfortable all over, "Xiao Jamhan, let go, I'll go look at the clothes."

"Well, you know my size, and you also know the color." Jamel Xiao laughed softly.

Ye Weiwei didn't think about Jamel Xiao's words, bit her lip and turned around to help him find clothes.

The interaction between her and Xiao Jamhan was all in Mo Shishi's eyes. Mo Shishi was so jealous that he almost tore off the tie in his hand. But she still had to keep smiling and not let Xiao Jamhan misunderstand her.

She followed Ye Weiwei with sinister eyes. When she saw Ye Weiwei finding a suit for Xiao Jamhan to try on, she put down her tie and strode to Ye Weiwei's side.

"Your taste is nothing more than this." Mo Shishi faced Ye Weiwei arrogantly, "I just told you that Brother Jinghan likes black, why do you still choose that? You are really unskilled. Those taught in prison are not good at it.

Same!"

"It doesn't matter whether I'm good or not, what's important is that Jamel Xiao likes me." Ye Weiwei replied lightly.

Mo Shishi choked, and the anger on her face became more intense. She gritted her teeth and sneered: "So what if you like it? Men all like to come out to steal something. Once the freshness wears off, they will still find someone to follow.

He's a good match. Don't try to seduce him or keep him."

"Miss Mo, you seem to have made a mistake." Ye Weiwei's smile cooled down, and she raised her chin similarly, "It was never me who seduced him, it was him who was pestering me. If I were you, I would never do it.

You are saying this to me here, but I am going to guard him and prevent him from affecting my life anymore."

"You!" Mo Shishi was irritated by these words and glared at Ye Weiwei angrily, "Who do you think you are? You dare to say that Brother Jinghan is pestering you? A woman who has been in prison is really thick-skinned!"

"I don't need to be reminded repeatedly by Miss Mo that I have been in prison. I know what I am like. Do you know what Miss Mo is like?" Ye Weiwei sneered.

Mo Shishi gritted her teeth, raised her hands and said, "I am a lady from a well-known family, the famous Miss Mo in Beicheng!"

"Well, since you are a famous lady, don't slander others here with your mouth full of shit!" Ye Weiwei said.

"Who are you talking about!" Mo Shishi said and shook her hand down.

Ye Weiwei's slender arms directly strangled her wrist, and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "I will criticize anyone who talks shit about me!"
Chapter completed!