The bougainvillea came to life

"Oh, the young masters are here."

The suit shop owner came over to greet them, beaming.

The moment Wu Jiangyuan walked in, his gaze locked onto the two suits.

Their colors stood out among all the soberly styled suits.

Pei Jinghe noticed them too.

He glanced sideways at Wu Jiangyuan, saw the excitement he could not hide, and got a rough idea.

"Boss, you really did a good job."

Wu Jiangyuan walked closer and ran a hand over the blue suit. Neither the workmanship nor the fabric left anything to criticize.

No wonder Jia Xin'an had specifically chosen this shop.

His gaze shifted next, landing on the pink suit.

Pretending he had only just noticed it, he said, "Oh wow, this one is outrageously gorgeous."

He compared the sizes of the two suits, then turned to Pei Jinghe, who had remained silent. "Look at their sizes. This one is obviously yours."

Pei Jinghe answered with perfect calm, "Mm."

That was it?

At least give me some reaction.

Wu Jiangyuan refused to give up. "Do you like it?"

Pei Jinghe said, "Color is only a complement. It doesn't matter what color I wear."

Wu Jiangyuan looked enlightened. "You make a very good point. So do you like it?"

Pei Jinghe asked in return, "Do you like it?"

"Me?" Wu Jiangyuan looked odd. He glanced at the bougainvillea covering the wall outside the window. "I like this color a lot."

Pei Jinghe said, "Then I like it."

His implication was that if Wu Jiangyuan liked it, he liked it too.

Wu Jiangyuan said, "..."

Though he was reluctant to admit it, he felt that Pei Jinghe's attitude had been strange lately.

The things he said also kept inexplicably inviting misunderstandings.

Keeping a straight face, he avoided Pei Jinghe's gaze and pointed at the pink suit. "Then put it on and let me see."

He usually saw him in black suits, so Wu Jiangyuan was genuinely curious about how this color would look on him.

Pei Jinghe said, "All right."

Without any objection, Pei Jinghe headed for the fitting room.

The owner personally brought the clothes over to him.

Wu Jiangyuan stood there in a daze.

The designer came up beside him and said, "Don't worry, Young Master Wu. As Mr. Pei said, color is only a complement. I can already picture how he'll look after changing."

Wu Jiangyuan turned to him. "Handsome?"

The designer looked solemn. "Devastatingly handsome."

Wu Jiangyuan said, "..."

Why couldn't he picture it?

Pei Jinghe's lifeless face had left him with such a fixed impression that the word "pink" had absolutely nothing to do with him.

In fact, Wu Jiangyuan had never even seen anything pink alongside him in daily life.

He was about to.

The moment Pei Jinghe appeared, Wu Jiangyuan lost himself for an instant.

Pei Jinghe was tall and straight to begin with, and the suit brought that out perfectly. A strand of fringe on the outfit swayed gently as he moved, and every stride of his long, straight legs carried a model's presence.

The pink did not diminish his masculine appeal. Instead, it softened his whole appearance.

Paired with that impersonal face, it was unexpectedly a little sexy.

Only when Pei Jinghe reached him did Wu Jiangyuan come back to himself.

He silently grumbled to himself.

A face like a rendered character brought to life. He could wear a garbage bag and still look good. He was just that handsome.

Under Pei Jinghe's gaze, Wu Jiangyuan drew a light breath and said, "The bougainvillea came to life."

Following his remark, Pei Jinghe looked out the window and replied mildly, "As it happens, it's my favorite flower too."

Wu Jiangyuan blinked, suddenly recalling what he had said to the designer back then.

[That one, then. My partner likes this kind of flower.]

So he had heard it after all.

He cleared his throat softly and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear, "You really like it?"

Pei Jinghe murmured his assent.

Wu Jiangyuan scratched his cheek lightly. Had he known, he would have chosen a shit yellow. He wondered whether the result would still have been so easy on the eyes.

The owner showered him with praise from the side.

Wu Jiangyuan obligingly smiled. "I'm very happy with this custom order. I'll put in a good word for you with my mom when I get back."

The owner's eyes filled with tears at that. "Thank you so much, Young Master Wu. Please give my regards to your mother."

Wu Jiangyuan said, "Boss, with that enthusiasm, you'd succeed at anything."

The two of them picked up their bags and left the suit shop.

Pei Jinghe took the initiative to ask, "Any plans after the shoot?"

Wu Jiangyuan said, "Yes."

Pei Jinghe said, "Hm?"

Wu Jiangyuan said, "I'm not telling you."

Pei Jinghe did not press him further.

Silence settled between them as they walked toward the parking lot.

For some reason, things had been feeling a little strange whenever he spent time with Pei Jinghe lately.

After weighing it over, Wu Jiangyuan decided to speak first.

He had just opened his mouth when the other man spoke at the same time.

Wu Jiangyuan said, "Do you know what tomorrow..."

Pei Jinghe said, "When are you..."

Wu Jiangyuan said, "..."

Pei Jinghe did not seem to think anything of it. "You first."

Wu Jiangyuan said, "Do you know what day tomorrow is?"

Pei Jinghe said, "The day we register our marriage."

Wu Jiangyuan had thought this guy would not take it to heart. It seemed he did remember.

He asked, "What did you want to ask?"

Pei Jinghe said, "When are you moving in with me?"

Wu Jiangyuan blinked twice.

It seemed to be the first time he had truly faced the question.

Once they registered their marriage, they would be husbands, so naturally they would live together.

"You want me to move to Hao Garden?"

Pei Jinghe's eyes brightened slightly. "I can move too."

Wu Jiangyuan pondered for a moment, then waved a hand. "Forget it."

At his words, Pei Jinghe's gaze dimmed again.

"I'll move to your place," Wu Jiangyuan added.

"Paparazzi can easily turn up around my place. It's not suitable. Hao Garden has better security, so we won't have to worry about being secretly photographed."

After saying that, Wu Jiangyuan caught a faint smile rising on Pei Jinghe's lips out of the corner of his eye.

At first, he thought he had seen wrong.

When he looked directly at him, he realized he had not.

Pei Jinghe really was smiling.

And he looked very happy.

The sight nearly dazzled Wu Jiangyuan.

They took Pei Jinghe's car again on the way back.

Now that the shoot was over, Wu Jiangyuan asked something he had wanted to ask for a long time.

"Are you really going to announce me as the brand ambassador on the day of the launch?"

"Mm." Pei Jinghe glanced at him with a smile. "Not confident in yourself?"

"How could that be?" Wu Jiangyuan scoffed.

The next second, he changed tack. "But there's something I still need to tell you."

"Do you really know what my situation is right now?"

He deliberately held up all ten fingers.

"Let me give you an example. These are ten internet users."

Wu Jiangyuan folded down one finger. "Take one away, and the other nine are all haters who can't stand me."

His expression was extremely serious. "Pei Jinghe, you understand what I mean, right?"

If you use me, watch out for an army of haters attacking your company.

Pei Jinghe took a look, then turned back to the road and continued driving. "Isn't there still one left?"

Wu Jiangyuan said, "No, the last one is a casual fan."

Pei Jinghe's brows curved in a faint smile. "I understand your concerns. Don't worry. None of that is a problem."

Wu Jiangyuan was puzzled. "You're really confident. Aren't you afraid I'll damage people's impression of your brand?"

Pei Jinghe said, "Customers who can afford Tassilo don't care about things like favorable impressions."

Wu Jiangyuan said, "..."

That did make sense. He could not argue.

What was everyone's first impression when Tassilo came up?

Expensive.