The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Chapter 179: The chances of striking were too great

Chapter 179: The chances of striking were too great


Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios


Nian Xiaomu was used to Yu Yuehan wearing a suit coupled with his cold and royal look while he sat in the limousine and dealt with work.


However, until today, she had never seen this side of him before.


She felt an extreme sense of alienation being beside him today without Xiao Liuliu accompanying him.


Even if he was dressed casually, he emitted a demonic charm in addition to his usual royal aura.


His face was defined and perfectly shaped. The corner of his mouth curved into an arc—it was a smile, yet at the same time, it wasn’t a smile.


When their eyes met, she was stunned by his handsome face!


The next minute, he collected his gaze and took a glance at his pa.s.senger seat.


Just like the rest, Nian Xiaomu had been staring at him from the moment he appeared—of course, she had also noticed the black bag on his pa.s.senger seat.


Had he brought her a dress?


Nian Xiaomu’s eyes sparkled—she was just a step away from having a galaxy of stars in her gaze.


Her fan girl stare was no different from the female colleagues around her, and of course, all of these behaviors were caught by Wen Yadai.


She prepared to go forward and welcome Yu Yuehan the moment he arrived.


This was to tell the rest that she was the most important person to him.


However, she had not expected Yu Yuehan’s gaze to go right past her and landed directly on to Nian Xiaomu before she could even take a step forward.


Even though the both of them had not spoken to each other yet, they were exchanging gazes; there seemed to be some sort of emotion hovering about in the air. This made Wen Yadai feel very uncomfortable just from looking at them!


“Young Master Han, the colleagues from our department were very happy when they heard that you were coming.” Wen Yadai flashed a smile and spoke in a gentle tone; while doing so, she pretended to accidentally barge in between the two of them and interrupted their intertwining gazes.


Yu Yuehan only collected his gaze when he heard that.


His handsome face did not reveal any expression. Reaching out, he pushed the car door open and walked out.


He was dressed in very casual attire—a white, short-sleeved polo paired with black trousers. It was simple, yet cla.s.sy.


Sweeping his gaze past the crowd before him, he nodded his head lightly as a greeting and led the way as they went toward the nightclub.


Nian Xiaomu intentionally tagged along at the very back of the crowd and sneaked out to his sports car in secret while the others were not looking. She lifted up the black bag from the pa.s.senger seat before finally handing the car keys over to the valet of the nightclub. The valet then parked the car on Yu Yuehan’s behalf.


After that, she sped forward and caught up with her colleagues, all of whom had just entered the nightclub.


After she confirmed which private room they had booked for the celebration party, she took the dress and walked to the restroom outside the private room.


She was prepared to change out of her clothes first just in case something awkward happened later.


However, she was stunned when she took the dress out of the bag.


“How did this dress end up here?” Nian Xiaomu stared at the s.e.xy black mini dress—she wished that she could kill herself by banging her head against the sink.


Tan Bengbeng had given this dress to Nian Xiaomu for her birthday last year.


It had a plunging v-neck at the front and flowery, black lace that filled the translucent ends of the dress. The length of the dress ended right at her thigh area—this meant that what was intended to be shown would be shown when wearing it, but at the same time, it would not be excessive.


This dress had just the right level of s.e.xiness.


If Tan Bengbeng were to describe it, she would say, “If you wanted to get rid of your single relations.h.i.+p status one day, you just need to wear this outside and sashay in the streets—I guarantee that men would want to bring you home right away!”


Although Nian Xiaomu had never gone out in this dress before, she had kept it since it would be a waste to throw it away.


She had totally forgotten about the existence of this dress; thinking that there were no dangerous items in her closet, she allowed Yu Yuehan to choose an outfit from it.


She had never expected that Yu Yuehan would grabbed this dress on his first try…


What should she do now?


To wear or not to wear?


She had certainly offended Yu Yuehan in her past life for him to ruin her plans so many times.


Nian Xiaomu stared at the dress for over half a minute. Then, she lowered her head and looked at the white t-s.h.i.+rt and jeans that she was wearing. With gritted teeth, she entered the stall and changed her clothes!

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