Massacre

Mu Feichi turned around and looked at Yun Xi. He suddenly moved forward, reached out, and picked her up from the ground, carrying her over to the chaise lounge.

Before Yun Xi could react, he had already pushed her down on the chaise lounge. She stared at the man who had started wandering around the dressing room.

"Today's meeting is extraordinarily important. Help me choose a suitable outfit."

Pushing open the closet door, Mu Feichi leaned to the side. The two doors opened, revealing three color schemes of formal suits and various other attire.

Yun Xi looked at the neatly hung suits in the wardrobe. She knew that all his clothes had been made by Ling Jing. He was extremely picky about what he wore. Today was a special occasion, so she realized that she had no choice but to get up from the chaise lounge and walk forward.