Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 437 - 437 433 Younger Sister-in-Law Goes Clothes Shopping with Brother-in-Law Part 2

437: Chapter 433: Younger Sister-in-Law Goes Clothes Shopping with Brother-in-Law (Part 2) 437: Chapter 433: Younger Sister-in-Law Goes Clothes Shopping with Brother-in-Law (Part 2) At IFC shopping center, Mo Xiaoyan didn’t rush to the men’s clothing floor but dragged Ye Fan to the cosmetics floor first to check out Chanel’s makeup counters and the newly launched perfumes.

Ye Fan stood beside her with a resigned look as Mo Xiaoyan sampled the new perfume, along with a set of new skincare products.

After about fifteen minutes, Mo Xiaoyan finally decided on the new perfume.

“Brother-in-law!” Mo Xiaoyan turned her head and called sweetly.

Distracted and bored, Ye Fan snapped back to reality and looked in Mo Xiaoyan’s direction.

“Made up your mind?” Ye Fan asked and took out his bank card, clearly trying to urge Mo Xiaoyan to hurry up.

Mo Xiaoyan giggled and said, “Yes, I’ve decided.

I want this particular perfume.”

When Ye Fan handed the bank card to the cashier, Mo Xiaoyan added, “Two bottles.

One for me and one for my sister.”

Ye Fan nodded; the number of bottles didn’t matter to him.

After purchasing the perfume, Mo Xiaoyan no longer lingered in the cosmetics floor and took the elevator up with Ye Fan.

However, as they were passing by the luxury leather goods and shoe floor in the elevator, Mo Xiaoyan suddenly walked in, and Ye Fan had no choice but to follow.

“Brother-in-law, you need to buy a pair of good shoes,” Mo Xiaoyan said.

“Often, one’s taste can be observed from their shoes.

Besides, a good pair of shoes is not only comfortable to wear, promoting blood circulation and making walking easier, but it also refreshes the person.

So, shoes might seem not that important, but in fact, they’re even more important than clothes…”

“I get it, I get it, I’ll buy a pair here,” Ye Fan replied, feeling slightly irritated by Mo Xiaoyan’s constant chatter.

He had been somewhat preoccupied recently with his divorce from Li Zhaojun, how to explain things to Lu Xiaoman, and Tantai Wanrong being forced into arranged dates, among other things.

Mo Xiaoyan went on, “Not just one pair, but two or even three.

You can’t wear the same pair every day.

You need to rotate them.

It’s better for your feet and also for maintaining the shoes, and…”

“I know.

I’ll buy them,” Ye Fan said with growing impatience.

Mo Xiaoyan added, “I know you like to keep a low profile.

Shoes are on your feet, and many people might not notice them…”

Ye Fan just closed his mouth, letting Mo Xiaoyan chatter away.

Under Mo Xiaoyan’s verbal barrage, Ye Fan ended up buying five pairs of shoes: one pair of dress shoes, one pair of casual leather shoes, two pairs of casual canvas shoes, one pair of athletic shoes, and one pair of casual leather sandals.

After buying the shoes, Mo Xiaoyan then insisted that Ye Fan go to the adjacent leather goods store to buy a men’s leather bag.

As they moved towards the leather goods section, there suddenly came a surprised call from the left behind them: “Miss Mo!”

Ye Fan and Mo Xiaoyan stopped in their tracks and turned to see an attractive young man dressed head-to-toe in branded clothing walking over quickly with a pleased look on his face.

As the handsome young man approached Mo Xiaoyan, his gaze briefly held hostility towards Ye Fan, and seeing that Ye Fan was less handsome and dressed rather plainly, he dismissed Ye Fan with barely a second glance.

“Xiaoyan, what a coincidence, I didn’t expect to bump into you in such a crowded place.

It must be fate,” the charming young man said with a flattering smile.

Mo Xiaoyan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she replied with frosty arrogance, “Cao Tianxiang, we’re not that familiar.

Please call me by my full name.

Also, we’re not that fated.”

“This is my boyfriend,” she said, and took Ye Fan’s arm, acting affectionately.

Ye Fan played along and asked, “Xiaoyan, who is he?”

“He’s nobody,” Mo Xiaoyan said sweetly to Ye Fan.

Upon seeing this, Cao Tianxiang’s handsome face turned a bit red and he said, “Xiaoyan, everyone knows you don’t have a boyfriend.

Even if you’re not into me at the moment, why demean yourself with a laborer?”

Indeed, Ye Fan, in his plain clothes, tall and robust build, plus a somewhat tanned skin from over a month in Africa, appeared out of place in the upscale IFC shopping center.

With several bags and boxes hanging on him, he did look somewhat like a laborer hired by Mo Xiaoyan to help carry stuff.

“You’re the laborer!” Mo Xiaoyan retorted sharply, her delicate eyebrows arching in displeasure.

With that, she fully embraced Ye Fan’s arm, pressing half her body against his.

Ye Fan immediately felt his arm sink into two soft mounds, causing him an awkward sensation, but he dared not show it.

“This friend, Xiaoyan is already taken, please don’t bother her anymore.” Ye Fan suppressed the strange feeling coming from his arm and said to Cao Tianxiang.

Mo Xiaoyan cooperated by clinging tighter to him.

Seeing this, Cao Tianxiang’s eyes turned bloodshot, and he huffed heavily before turning and striding away.

Once Cao Tianxiang was far away, Ye Fan, seeing that Mo Xiaoyan was still not letting go, couldn’t help but swallow and said with a dry throat, “He’s gone far away, you can let go now.”

Only then did Mo Xiaoyan seem to realize, and with a light “Ah,” she hurriedly released Ye Fan’s arm.

“Hehe, brother-in-law, thank you for being my shield,” Mo Xiaoyan said, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Before Ye Fan could speak, she quickly continued, “That guy has been pestering me for a long time, and I get annoyed just seeing him.

The Mo family’s business in Hua Hai City has deep cooperation with his company.

It might be a deliberate arrangement by his family that we often meet because of business.”

“Hehe, now it’s good, he should give up this time.”

Ye Fan responded, “You’re welcome.”

Afterward, Ye Fan and Mo Xiaoyan continued shopping.

After buying handbags, they finally got to buying clothes.

The process of buying clothes was sheer torment for Ye Fan.

According to Ye Fan, any of the clothes here were good enough—if they fit well and looked pleasing, that should have been enough, but Mo Xiaoyan disagreed.

She insisted on meticulously selecting, making Ye Fan try on clothes continuously.

After trying on the fourteenth suit, when Mo Xiaoyan brought another for Ye Fan to try on, he couldn’t take it anymore.

“The clothes I just tried on are all good, just pick any two or three, there’s no need to keep trying on more,” Ye Fan said with a frown.

It was approaching five o’clock now, and he still needed to accompany Li Zhaojun to visit Mr.

Li around six o’clock; he had no time to waste here.

“How can that be?” said Mo Xiaoyan.

“I promised my sister I must buy you two or three suits that fit you best and look the most handsome.

Without trying a few more, how can we know which ones are the best?”

“I don’t want to try on anymore.

Just the two or three from before,” Ye Fan said.

Mo Xiaoyan shook her head, “No way, no way.

Try on this one.”

As she spoke, she took the clothes meant for trying on and gently pushed Ye Fan towards the fitting room.

After Ye Fan was pushed into the fitting room, he grabbed Mo Xiaoyan’s wrist and pulled her in with him.

After closing the door, Mo Xiaoyan, with a flushed face, said, “Brother-in-law, what are you doing?

I really can’t help you change clothes.”

“Mo Xiaoyan, have you had enough?” Ye Fan said, his voice tinged with irritation.

“What do you mean ‘had enough’?

I don’t understand what you mean,” Mo Xiaoyan said innocently.

Ye Fan snorted coldly and said, “I asked you to accompany me to buy some clothes, and you’ve been chattering nonstop, buying this and that.

One item is not enough, and you want four or five.

We left at half-past ten in the morning, and now it’s almost five in the afternoon!

You’re a young woman, so why do you act like an old mother?”

“You…you’re scolding me?” Mo Xiaoyan’s eyes reddened, her face full of hurt.

Although Ye Fan knew he had gone too far, he was still angry and said, “I don’t have the time to waste with you.”

“Ye Fan, you’re heartless!” Mo Xiaoyan held back the tears welling up in her eyes and shouted, then she pulled open the door and rushed out.

Seeing Mo Xiaoyan almost crying as she stormed out, Ye Fan couldn’t help but feel regretful.

After standing dazedly in the fitting room for a few seconds, Ye Fan walked out and looked for Mo Xiaoyan, but she was nowhere to be seen.