34: Chapter 34 Who is Song Yuan flirting with in the fitting room?

They were on the street, and he only gave her a light kiss before letting go, then offered his assessment, "Tasted it, sweet."

Gu Shiyu's cheeks were flushed, and she couldn't help but look around; they were in front of the company building, and it was possible her employees were nearby.

Gu Shiyu wasn't the type of clingy young girl; kissing in public was something she found a bit difficult to do.

Gu Shiyu inwardly thought, 'Phew, good thing no one saw.'

Song Yuan curved his lips, started the car, and drove towards the bridal shop.

The brand he chose was mid-to-high end; he had done his research with a female classmate before, and they all said this shop's wedding dresses had excellent design and most girls would like them.

The car parked downstairs, and Song Yuan held Gu Shiyu's hand as they went upstairs; the sales associate they had previously arranged to meet came to greet them.

Looking at rows of pure white wedding dresses, both of them were dazzled.

Gu Shiyu was tall and had a well-proportioned figure, making her a perfect clothes hanger.

She picked out three dresses from a row of wedding gowns and went to the fitting room to change, while Song Yuan sat on the sofa waiting.

As soon as he sat down and took out his phone, he heard footsteps and voices from outside the door.

Song Yuan found the voices familiar, turned his head, and saw Xiao Nianchen, accompanied by his assistant and the sales associate who was attending to him, open the door and walk in.

Xiao Nianchen looked around, as if searching for someone. But he didn't seem to find them, and then he noticed Song Yuan sitting on the sofa.

When Xiao Nianchen saw Song Yuan, he couldn't help but recall the contact name Lin Xueyao had for him in her phone: 'Simp.' He looked at Song Yuan, barely able to suppress the laughter in his chest.

Having finally run into him, he definitely had to tease him a bit, "Song Yuan? Are you buying a wedding dress here?"

He was about to burst; did this cuckold really not know he'd been cuckolded?

His fiancée had already slept with someone else, and he was still here buying her a wedding dress; he was practically glowing green!

Song Yuan lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, disdaining to bother with him.

Xiao Nianchen no longer cared about finding anyone; he walked over to Song Yuan and sat down on the sofa next to him.

"What a coincidence, I'm here to buy a wedding dress too."

At this point, Xiao Nianchen's mind conjured Gu Shiyu's alluring little appearance, a hundred times better than Lin Xueyao, that cheap slut.

Women were a man's face; their status indicated their standing.

He said proudly, "My fiancée is a hundred times prettier and a hundred times more outstanding than Lin Xueyao. Do you want to know who she is?"

Song Yuan scoffed, "No, I don't."

Xiao Nianchen felt like he'd punched cotton; he wanted to mock this simp, but Song Yuan wouldn't take the bait.

In his pique, he took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Lin Xueyao:

"Yaoyao, come accompany me tonight. You're not allowed to see Song Yuan!"

He hadn't paid attention to Lin Xueyao for several days, and she replied almost instantly upon receiving his message:

"Brother Nianchen, pick me up downstairs at the company."

Xiao Nianchen saw the message from Lin Xueyao and really wanted to read it aloud to Song Yuan, to let him know that his fiancée had already been thoroughly used by someone else, and he was still here buying her a wedding dress.

It was simply hilarious.

Xiao Nianchen tried his best to hold back; he wanted to see how this green giant would handle the situation when the bride was absent at tomorrow's wedding.

Song Yuan sat where he was, looking at his phone, completely unaware of Xiao Nianchen's internal thoughts.

Inside the fitting room, Gu Shiyu called out, "Song Yuan, come in for a moment!"

Song Yuan put away his phone, stood up, and walked towards the fitting room.

He tapped on the door with his index finger, and Gu Shiyu opened the door a crack, pulling him directly inside.

Gu Shiyu was wearing a strapless dress, revealing her sexy collarbones and slender neck, standing tall like the most noble white swan on a lake.

Song Yuan's gaze swept over the expanse of pure white below her collarbones, and his throat couldn't help but bob.

Gu Shiyu turned around, her back to him, "Help me zip up the back, I can't reach it."

Song Yuan mumbled, "Oh," and slowly took hold of the zipper pull, his hand pausing as it touched her delicate skin, certain little thoughts uncontrollably creeping into his mind.

He didn't want to zip it up; he even wanted to peel it off her.

The fitting room was mirrored on all sides. Gu Shiyu saw him motionless for a long time and asked softly, "Is the zipper stuck?"

"No."

Song Yuan was brought back to his senses, lowered his head, and kissed her sexy shoulder blades, gradually spreading upwards along her bones, all the way to the back of her ear.

Gu Shiyu hadn't expected him to suddenly kiss her; she had no psychological preparation at all, her body kept trembling, her cheeks felt like they were on fire, and the skin he kissed was tingling.

"Song Yuan, this is a fitting room!"

She tilted her head to avoid him.

Song Yuan didn't pursue her further; he wrapped his arms around her from behind, "Shiyu, tomorrow is our wedding. I won't be staying home tonight. Remember to cover yourself well, and I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Gu Shiyu absentmindedly 'mm-hmmed,' not knowing what she was thinking.

Song Yuan helped her zip up the back.

The fitting room was large enough that she could see herself in the mirror wearing the wedding dress, breathtakingly beautiful.

Gu Shiyu tried on the other two sets she had brought in; one of them wasn't quite suitable, and Gu Shiyu couldn't decide between the remaining two.

Song Yuan helped her fasten her own clothes, "Baby, we'll take both."

Gu Shiyu's expression froze. She was used to people calling her the 'Demoness,' and this was the first time she heard someone call her 'baby,' leaving her somewhat shocked.

She wondered if Song Yuan would be very angry if he knew she had hidden her identity and deceived him.

Thinking of this, she became even more resolute in her decision: she couldn't let him know!

"Then let's find the sales associate to pack them up."

Song Yuan looked at Gu Shiyu's beautiful eyes, feeling a bit reluctant to leave for a moment, after all, they would be sleeping separately tonight, and he had grown accustomed to holding her in his arms these past few days.

Song Yuan hooked his arm around Gu Shiyu's slender waist and pulled her closer, "Shiyu, one more kiss."

Song Yuan felt like he was back to being eighteen and had never touched a woman; encountering Gu Shiyu, he always couldn't help himself.

The dress he had just fastened was undone again, and he explored her smooth skin, gently biting inch by inch downwards.

When he bit her sensitive spot, Gu Shiyu gasped softly and hugged his head.

"Song Yuan, we... back home..."

Song Yuan let go of her and pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands.

Just a door away, Xiao Nianchen heard the soft and heavy gasps from the fitting room and felt confused. He immediately dialed Lin Xueyao's phone, "Are you trying on wedding dresses?"

Lin Xueyao replied to him, bewildered, "No!"

Xiao Nianchen hung up the phone without waiting for Lin Xueyao to say anything else.

A big question mark hung over his mind: Who was Song Yuan messing around with in the fitting room?

Xiao Nianchen had a bad feeling. He quickly called over a sales assistant and asked, "Have you seen Gu Shiyu come to your shop?"

The sales assistant shook her head and replied, "I don't know."

She was just a salesperson and had no contact with any high-end circles, nor did she know anyone named Gu Shiyu.

Xiao Nianchen cursed, "Damn it!"

Had he lost her?

Someone of Gu Shiyu's status wouldn't look at a bridal shop of this caliber. He slapped his forehead and turned to go downstairs.