CEO Wants To Marry Me After Divorce
Chapter 664. The evening gown personally designed for her

"Momo is sick, and the child... must be aborted."

Although wife didn’t mention what disease Xia Yumo had, since the child must be aborted, it seemed that Xia Yumo’s illness was quite serious.

Seeing that his wife had told him the truth, Lu Moqing’s face brightened, and he leaned down and kissed her forcefully, "Thank you, wife."

"Back off! Annoying!"

Qiao Xu pushed him away, but he clung to her again, "I just like annoying you."

He had been acting like a child lately, always causing a commotion around her, and Qiao Xu was used to it.

The next second, Lu Moqing took out the dress sent by the designer earlier from the box.

"Do you like this style?"

He shook out the dress and held it in front of Qiao Xu, with a "quickly praise me" glint in his eyes.

Qiao Xu looked at the simple yet elegant white ankle-length evening dress in front of her.

The halter design perfectly showcased her well-proportioned collarbone and smooth shoulders, with a tight waist and a slightly trailing hem.

Ordinary yet showcasing her individual features, it seemed to be designed entirely according to her figure, perfectly accentuating her every advantage.

Yet it didn’t look too provocative or revealing.

Qiao Xu quite liked the style of this dress, so she took a closer look and nodded, "I like it."

A delighted smile instantly blossomed in the depths of Lu Moqing’s eyes. He took her to the mirror and let her try on the dress, "Try it on first."

Qiao Xu obediently put on the evening dress. Her slender and slender neck, under the backdrop of the dress, appeared even more snowy and graceful.

Her delicate and rounded shoulders were revealed just right, the dress wrapped around her waist, and slithering down along the curve of her hips, perfectly showcasing Qiao Xu’s beautiful figure.

But it didn’t look overly showy, exuding a sense of low-key luxury.

Lu Moqing was momentarily stunned. The last time he saw her in a dress, it was at that business cocktail party, when Wife accompanied Shen Zeheng to meet his parents.

Wife looked good in any clothes, but when he thought of the fact that Shen Zeheng had chosen the dress, Lu Moqing couldn’t help but secretly criticize the vulgarity and tackiness of the dress in his heart.

His dress, however, was much better.

Pride gleamed in Lu Moqing’s eyes as he reached out and gently pinned up her drooping hair, making her face even more delicate, and her neck even more slender.

Pressing down the heat in his heart, he swallowed and hoarsely said, "Beautiful."

Saying that, he kissed Qiao Xu’s neck, tickling her into an involuntary squirm away.

His beastly reaction made it clear to her what he wanted to do, and she quickly dodged away before changing the subject.

"This dress doesn’t look like Brule’s design style."

Brule was the Italian designer used exclusively by the Lu family.

"Of course it’s not him."

Lu Moqing smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, looking down at her with laughter in his eyes.

"Did we change designers?"

"No, only yours has changed."

"Mine?"

Just as Qiao Xu was about to ask why he suddenly changed designers for her, she saw Lu Moqing pointing to himself cutely and saying:

"Your dress was designed by me."

Qiao Xu was taken aback and suddenly remembered that a few days ago, he was mysteriously drawing something in the study, and hid it when she walked in. Had he been designing an evening gown for her?