The Manipulated Lin Mo

"I don't think it's necessary."

"I think it is."

Lin Mo stood in front of the mirror, with both arms outstretched as if surrendering, allowing a strange man to move a soft measuring tape around his body.

The expression on his face was like that of a martyr going to the gallows.

This was even more unbearable than raiding the Chai family.

Jiang Yunlu stood aside with her arms crossed, like a supervisor, openly scanning his body with her eyes, from his broad shoulders, to his slender waistline, and then to his long legs. From time to time, she would nod, as if taking inventory of her assets.

"All done."

After measuring the last part, the designer put away the measuring tape and said while recording in a notebook, "Mr. Lin has an excellent bone structure and body proportion. He's a natural clothes hanger.

It's too late for custom - tailoring now. I'll go and pick out a few ready - made clothes in the right size for Mr. Lin to try on first."

Jiang Yunlu nodded in satisfaction. "Thank you. We've measured the size today, which will also make it easier for future custom - made clothes."

Lin Mo was extremely annoyed and couldn't help but interrupt. "What if I grow taller in two months?"

"Then we'll measure again and make new ones." Jiang Yunlu's answer was firm and left no room for negotiation.

"So annoying!" Lin Mo muttered under his breath.

This felt like being locked in a golden cage and being forced to learn to peck daintily. He felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

But he, Lin Mo, was like a wild boar that didn't like fine bran.

Jiang Yunlu was seeing Lin Mo in this state for the first time. It turned out that he wasn't always calm and composed about everything. When it came to dressing up, his patience was clearly running out.

Sure enough, he couldn't really remain calm in the face of everything.

This contrast made her find it a bit funny.

"Mr. Lin, the fitting room is over here. You can try these sets first."

The designer had a sharp eye. The clothes he picked weren't those stereotypical suits, but well - matched individual items.

A light - gray linen shirt, a pair of dark casual pants, and a light black jacket.

These clothes didn't look eye - catching at first glance, but the fabric and tailoring exuded a low - key sense of quality.

Especially in a place like Yuedong, the last thing you want when dressing is to overdo it. If you wore a full suit, people might think you were an insurance salesman or a car salesman.

Lin Mo grabbed the clothes and walked into the fitting room reluctantly, slamming the door shut with a bang.

Jiang Yunlu sat on the sofa outside, picking up a fashion magazine and flipping through it absent - mindedly, but her ears were always tuned to the sounds from the fitting room.

A few minutes later, the door opened.

Lin Mo stepped out.

At that moment, the designer only heard the sound of Jiang Yunlu flipping the magazine stop abruptly. Then he saw Jiang Yunlu suddenly stand up from the sofa, her eyes lighting up.

He was so handsome, and his aura had risen a lot.

He was really good - looking!

The simple light - colored shirt had two buttons undone, revealing a hint of his collarbone, making his skin look even fairer.

The tailoring of the casual pants was just right, hugging his long and straight legs, making him look upright and neat.

Previously, wearing a T - shirt and shorts, he was like a wild beast with its claws retracted, with an air of casual youthfulness.

Now, the unruly look on him was slightly neutralized by the delicate clothes, instead precipitating a kind of mature charm that made people unable to take their eyes off him.

The designer beside him also nodded repeatedly, with the surprise of a professional discovering a treasure in his eyes. "Mr. Lin's aura perfectly suits this set of clothes. How about trying the next set?"

Lin Mo felt extremely uncomfortable under their gazes. He tugged at his collar. "This set is fine. Don't bother. "

After saying that, he wanted to turn around and go back to the fitting room to change back into his own clothes.

"Lin Mo!"

Jiang Yunlu raised her voice a bit. She walked up to him in a few steps, put her hands on her hips, her cheeks puffing up from anger, and stared at him with her bright eyes.

She didn't say a word, but her expression clearly said: How dare you say that again?

Looking at her like this, Lin Mo inexplicably felt like laughing. In the end, he could only helplessly raise his hands, making a gesture of surrender again.

"Alright, alright, I'll change. Can't I change?"

He turned around and walked back into the fitting room, with an air of helplessness in his back as if he was being forced to work.

Seeing his look, Jiang Yunlu finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The designer also smiled and said beside her, "Miss Jiang, Mr. Lin is very interesting. For the next set, I've paired a set of clothes that will make him look more imposing. Just wait and see. "

--System: Just give in--

After leaving the clothing store, Lin Mo was stuffed into a styling salon.

Lin Mo had no choice but to let others manipulate him.

If his hair wasn't short, it would probably take an hour or two to finish this styling.

"Your friend named Zhou Youbai has quite a lot of influence. He can invite the big shots who stir up the storm in Tianjing to visit him."

"It's my honor. I'm extremely lucky to be able to invite Mr. Lin to accompany me to the banquet with me."

Lin Mo smiled and grabbed the young girl's hand.

"Your luck isn't just here."

At this time, Uncle Zhao was driving the car towards Zhou Youbai's mansion.

This mansion couldn't even be compared to the branch family of the Ning family, let alone the Chai family.

But it was still a large mansion of over a thousand square meters.

"Miss, Young Master Lin, we're here. However, there aren't enough parking spaces here. I'll park in the parking lot at the entrance. If you need to leave, you can call me."

Jiang Yunlu nodded. "Thank you, Uncle Zhao."

"Uncle Zhao, go find something to eat first."

Lin Mo said casually.

Uncle Zhao quickly said, "It's okay. I'm not hungry."

Lin Mo didn't insist anymore. After all, this was Uncle Zhao's job.

He got out of the car and then gently helped Jiang Yunlu out. Although he hated formalities, he still thought the necessary romantic courtesies were a must.

"Let's go. Hold the gift well."

The two walked towards the entrance. Although there were security guards there, they didn't stop Lin Mo and Jiang Yunlu.

After all, both Lin Mo and Jiang Yunlu got out of a luxury car.

"Did I ever tell you that I used to study in a noble middle school?"

Jiang Yunlu whispered.

"No, but I can guess."

There were actually many stories about Jiang Yunlu in his past life. Studying in a noble school was the most widely - spread one.

Jiang Yunlu smiled and said, "Later, I thought the atmosphere there wasn't good, so I decided to transfer to Guangba Middle School."

The so - called "atmosphere" actually didn't refer to academic issues.

It was just that there was more comparison and a stronger sense of social class in noble schools.

"If you hadn't transferred to Guangba, you wouldn't have met me."

Lin Mo joked.

"Yeah. If I hadn't transferred to Guangba, I might have gone back to the Hidden Sect by now."

The Hidden Sect?

Lin Mo thought of the Gongsun family and the Hidden Sect training more than a year later.

The Gongsun family had to be destroyed.