He had originally been reluctant to come. Although Chu He was highly skilled, he was also notoriously difficult to book and difficult to please.
Gu Shang had always had his clothes designed and made by him, and was invariably generous and prompt with payment. Over time, they had become something like friends. This time, it was only because Gu Shang had personally asked that Chu He agreed as a favor to him.
Gu Shang's intended spouse in the arranged marriage was the Ji Family's long-lost true heir. A twist of fate had brought him back into the family, but by then he had already become a lowlife, out of place even among nouveau riche like the Ji Family, who hardly qualified as a distinguished clan.
Who knew those rumors were fucking bullshit! I almost missed out on a Muse like this! Chu He thought, cursing up a storm.
Ji Mingzhu obediently followed instructions as the assistants positioned him, while Chu He's pen flew across the page, recording his measurements. With every measurement he noted, his eyes grew brighter, and praise poured from his lips.
But Ji Mingzhu really hadn't taken all of it in.
Because he knew very well that his current physique fell a fair way short of his old one.
Actually, the original owner's build was almost identical to his own former physique. He simply hadn't exercised, so his muscles lacked firmness, leaving him with nothing but the frame. With enough exercise and proper nutrition, he would regain his old physique sooner or later.
Once they finished, Ji Mingzhu also asked whether he could buy some fabric from Chu He's studio.
Chu He couldn't quite figure out what he had in mind, but he was in a good mood today, so he readily agreed, then added Ji Mingzhu on WeChat.
After leaving the Ji Family's home, Chu He headed straight for the Gu Corporation's headquarters.
The man working intently at his desk paused and looked up with a cold expression.
Seated in his executive chair, the man had a sharply defined face, with dark brows and eyes. His skin wasn't the pallor of someone who spent all year cooped up in an office, but a healthy shade that clearly spoke of regular workouts.
Not dark, but a very sexy honey hue.
Yet compared with his alluring body, the man's face, cold and hard as stone, usually sent people keeping their distance. Especially when those fierce brows lowered-even the most reckless person wouldn't dare mouth off in front of him.
Chu He wasn't afraid of him, though. Like Shan Ziyu, anyone who could hang out with Gu Shang generally had plenty of nerve.
A smile played on his lips as he teased, "Just finished taking your wife's measurements. Anything you're curious about?"
Gu Shang lazily lifted his eyelids. "Not everyone is interested in these things."
Chu He was speechless. "...Fine, then."
Gu Shang took a calm sip of coffee. "And never mind anyone else-you, of all people, should know my marriage to him is just an act. You and Shan Ziyu know better than anyone what I'm like. Both of you, give it a rest. There's no need to pretend behind closed doors."
Chu He: "..."
With a deadpan expression, Chu He curled his lip and said, "Let me give you a little inside information. Your wife is ridiculously good-looking. Honestly, pairing him with you feels like a waste."
Gu Shang kept his eyes lowered to his documents without so much as a blink.
Chu He added, just to be annoying, "On closer inspection, he's actually my type."
The man working at his desk paused, then slowly raised his head to look at him, his piercing gaze almost tangible.
A glint of amusement flashed in Chu He's eyes. He raised his hands in surrender and finally made a swift exit.
Gu Shang interlaced his fingers and rested them beneath his chin, looking thoughtful.
First Shan Ziyu, now Chu He.
Why did everyone who met Ji Mingzhu come running to tell him that Ji Mingzhu wasn't quite like the rumors? What exactly was different about him?
Gu Shang, who had always been interested only in business and numbers, found his curiosity piqued just a little, for once.
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