Chapter 10: Wearing the dress he wanted to see her wear in his past life.

Meng Mingxuan finished washing up and picked out some clothes.

The closet was full of the latest styles, all washed and ironed before being brought to the villa.

She hadn’t worn any of them.

But she decided to wear the v-neck, mature-style, wine-red halter dress that Yan Mo Jiu had given her when she was 20.

Because when she saw this dress, she remembered Yan Mo Jiu’s disappointment that year.

“Mingxuan, after the birthday party, wear it for brother to see.”

He put the high-end gift box in her hand and said in a low voice.

But after the birthday party, she went back to her room, opened the gift box, and saw that it was a v-neck, mature-style, wine-red halter dress, not the ladylike style she liked.

Plus, Yin Ting had already added her on WeChat at that time, and she was having a great time chatting with him every day, so when she got back to the villa, she put the gift box aside and hid in the quilt to chat with Yin Ting.

When Yan Mo Jiu knocked on the door, she pretended to be asleep.

In her past life, Yan Mo Jiu never got to see her wear this dress.

This time, she must make up for all the regrets of her past life.

After changing into the dress, Meng Mingxuan spun around in front of the mirror.

Don’t say it, Jiu Ge’s taste is pretty good.

She was only 163 cm tall, not very tall.

But this short dress made her legs look long and straight.

Her waist was cinched in very nicely.

It’s just…

The neckline was a little too low.

If she bent over slightly, it would feel like she was showing off her cleavage.

Meng Mingxuan thought for a moment and picked out a diamond brooch from her jewelry box and pinned it to her neckline.

Perfect!

Meng Mingxuan spun around twice more, making sure there was nothing wrong, before quickly walking towards the door.

She couldn’t let Jiu Ge wait too long.

Meng Mingxuan quickly walked down the stairs.

At this time, Yan Mo Jiu and Nie Ziyang, who were sitting at the dining table, noticed the slight movement at the top of the stairs.

They both looked up towards the stairs.

They saw Meng Mingxuan with her long hair tied up in a loose and stylish bun, making her delicate face look incredibly beautiful and bright.

She was wearing a wine-red v-neck halter dress.

The flowing skirt swayed slightly with her light steps as she walked down the stairs, highlighting her white and straight legs.

And the diamond brooch on her chest, which was sparkling with dazzling brilliance, reflected the light from the crystal chandelier.

Although the brooch successfully covered Meng Mingxuan’s chest, it made people think wildly.

Even Nie Ziyang, who always treated Meng Mingxuan as a little girl, couldn’t help but feel a flash of amazement in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the little princess of Liming City, who usually looked like she hadn’t grown up, looked like this after putting on such a sexy wine-red halter dress – pure with a hint of desire, it was simply irresistible!

Just then, Yan Mo Jiu’s face suddenly darkened, and he stood up abruptly.

“Look again, and you’

“Jiu Ge?”

Jiu Ge doesn’t want to see it? Or does he think it’s ugly?

But in the past life, he clearly said…

“Ziyang is here.” Yan Mo Jiu’s thin lips pursed slightly, then he slightly raised his chin: “Put your hands in your sleeves, wear it.”

Meng Mingxuan: “…”

No, is there any necessary connection between the two?

Although she was very puzzled, she still obediently followed his instructions and put her two slender arms into Yan Mo Jiu’s suit sleeves.

Yan Mo Jiu’s thin lips curled slightly.

So good.

He stretched out his long fingers and gently buttoned the suit jacket for her, one by one.

“…” Meng Mingxuan couldn’t help but twitch her eyes.

Her beautiful and sexy short skirt, on its first day in office, was already defeated.

Fortunately, it was at home.

If it were outside, she would definitely be treated as a monkey to watch – which woman would wear a man’s suit jacket and button it all up? It’s weird, okay?

“Go eat breakfast first.”

“Oh, okay.”

Yan Mo Jiu took her hand and led her down the last two steps of the stairs to the dining table.

He pulled out a chair for her and pressed her shoulders to make her sit down.

Then, he brought the peeled egg to her.

He also used a knife and fork to cut it for her.

“Thank…” Meng Mingxuan was about to say thank you, but when she met his slightly furrowed brows, she immediately changed her words: “Jiu Ge is so good to me.”

Yan Mo Jiu relaxed his brows and sat down next to her.

He casually pushed the milk towards her.

Nie Ziyang witnessed the whole process and once again confirmed something in his heart – Jiu Ge is hopeless!

This life, Jiu Ge will fall for the little princess.

Many men are good to women, but it’s just a temporary infatuation, but Jiu Ge’s love for the little princess… it’s been like this for over ten years.

Nie Ziyang looked at Meng Mingxuan eating breakfast on her own, and couldn’t help but roll his eyes: This little white-eyed wolf!

Meng Mingxuan didn’t speak while eating.

Just like Yan Mo Jiu.

After all, her table manners were taught by Yan Mo Jiu since she was a child.

“Wipe your mouth.” Yan Mo Jiu waited until she put down her knife and fork and finished her milk before handing her a warm towel.

“Has Jiu Ge eaten?” Meng Mingxuan took the towel and wiped her mouth, asking.

“I have.”

“What did you eat?”

“The same as you.”

Meng Mingxuan leaned closer to him, sniffed lightly with her nose, and frowned: “I don’t smell any eggs or milk.”

As she spoke, she fanned with her hand and smiled: “But the smell of smoke is strong.”

Since she was a child, Meng Mingxuan had a dog nose.

Her sense of smell was very sensitive.

Before she quarreled with Yan Mo Jiu for Yin Ting, Yan Mo Jiu rarely smoked.

She didn’t like men who always smoked.

But in the past few years, she didn’t care, Yan Mo Jiu’s smoking habit was frightening.

“…” Yan Mo Jiu was speechless for once.

The thorns of the little rose were sticking out.

Pricking him.

He met her accusing eyes, and after a long time, he conceded: “I’ll go eat.”

There was still some left in the pot.

He just didn’t have time to take care of himself.

“Go quickly.” Meng Mingxuan immediately smiled brightly.

“Hmm.”

Yan Mo Jiu got up and looked at Nie Ziyang with deep, cold eyes.

Nie Ziyang nodded helplessly.

He took on this bitter task.

Perhaps Mingxuan had really woken up, and he wouldn’t be hit on the head today.

After Yan Mo Jiu’s figure disappeared behind the kitchen door, Meng Mingxuan withdrew her gaze and looked at Nie Ziyang, her red lips curled slightly: “Nie Shao, do you have something to tell me?”

Although Nie Ziyang, Tang Jun, and Feng Yilin were all good brothers of Yan Mo Jiu.

But when Meng Mingxuan was 18 years old, the three of them appeared in Meng Mingxuan’s field of vision.

Meng Mingxuan and them were not actually familiar.

They didn’t see each other a few times a year.

She only knew that they and her Jiu Ge were in the same boat.

“How did Mingxuan know that I have something to say?” Nie Ziyang’s handsome face, which had been smiling, turned serious.

She wouldn’t have received the news, would she?