Xi Mohan responded with a faint "mm," and directly pulled Ning Wan in front of him, speaking lightly, "Go try it on."
Ning Wan refused, "I don't want to."
The man frowned at her, "Don't you like it?"
Ning Wan, "..."
Like it?
Of course, she liked it.
But even if she liked it, it's not to try on wedding dresses with Xi Mohan, since he is Ning Yan'er's fiancé now, and yet he brings his secret lover to try on wedding dresses; it's almost ironic to say.
Thinking this way, Ning Wan forcefully withdrew her hand from his, turned, and walked towards the door, ready to leave.
Xi Mohan watched Ning Wan's departing figure, his eyes deepening. As she was almost at the door, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed her hand and half-hugged, half-carried her back, then handed her to the clerk, "Take her to try it on."
"Xi Mohan, I said no means no. Do you understand human language or not?"
