Chapter 4
My Husband Is A Secret Billionaire By Wiuu
Chapter 4
âIâve washed it!â Jane quickly said, âI promise itâs clean. Thereâs absolutely no problem!â
âHuh, washed?â the shop assistant sneered. âMiss, you only rented it for one day. Why would you have
to wash it? Did you wear it at your wedding or on your farm?â
Janeâs face turned as red as blood when she heard her words.
The situation on her wedding day was indeed not much better than going to the farm. In the heavy rain,
she walked along a muddy countryside path. Her white wedding dress and shoes were dirty, and her
feet were also aching.
The shop assistant fiddled with the hem of her dress and cast a disdainful look at her from time to time.
âMiss, even if you want to wash this wedding dress, you have to dry-clean it!
âDo
you know what âdry-cleanâ means?â
Seeing that she was well-behaved, the shop assistant deliberately mocked her. âAlas, since we
opened. this shop, weâve only sold wedding dresses. This is the first time that we rented one to
anyone⦠If you canât even afford a wedding dress, why did you get married?â
âOne canât get married without buying a wedding dress? Which law says that?â
Suddenly, a cold voice came over. Jane was stunned. She turned around and saw Dan pacing in from
the door. There seemed to be ice between the corners of his eyes and the tips of his eyebrows. His
whole body exuded a dignified aura.
He frowned slightly, walked up to Jane, and hugged her naturally. He looked at the shop assistant and
sneered, âIt says right there that you offer wedding dress rentals. Do you think people are blind?â
âYouâ¦.â
âBesides, the wedding dresses here are of average style and quality. They are not worth buying at all!â
The shop assistant looked at them and rolled her eyes. âIf you canât afford it, then just say so! How dare
you be so picky⦠Ha, those are all designed by high-end designers.â
Dan raised his brows and looked at the wedding dress on the model in the center of the hall. It was a
fishtail style, which showed off the girlâs figure very well. It was faintly decorated with golden threads,
and there were small diamonds embedded in the chest area.
The design was indeed outstanding, but it couldnât be compared with the outstanding seen before.
things he had
âHa, donât look at that!â the shop assistant sneered. âYou canât afford it even if you look at it! Alas, Miss,
I really feel indignant for you. Youâre so beautiful, why didnât you pick your husband more carefully
before you got married? What a waste of your face!â
âItâs none of your business!â
Dan was stunned. This little woman had always been submissive, but at this moment, she was
aggressively arguing with others
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Jane took a step forward a.
dding dress to dry clean and send it back after washing. But you must apologize to my husband for
what you just said!â âWhat?â
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Jane was soft-hearted, but not to everyone. She could tolerate others bullying her, but if they bullied the
people around her, even if it was her husband whom she had never even met before their wedding, she
would go all out to defend him.
She blushed and said word by word, âI said, apologize to my husband!â
The shop assistant rolled her eyes at her and ignored her.
âYou donât have to apologize.â Dan smiled and looked down at her. âDo you like that wedding dress?â
âYes?â
Jane followed his finger and saw the golden wedding dress in the middle. Her heart ski pped a beat.
But she didnât understand what he was trying to do.
With a faint smile, Dan took out a card and put it on the counter. âMy wife likes that wedding dress.
Iâll take it.â
The air seemed to freeze in an instant. The shop assistant looked at her with her eyes wide open, and
Jane was at a loss.
âDan, what are you doing⦠She tugged at his sleeve and reminded him in a low voice. âWeâre
married!â
âTake it as a souvenir,â Dan said lightly. âThat one is a designerâs high-end custom-made dress, which
needs to be tailored. Is there anyone in your store who specializes in measurements?â
Only then did the shop assistant come to her senses. She immediately put on a flattering smile and
bowed respectfully with her hands pushed together. âSir, are you sure?â
âYes, take my wifeâs measurements now.â
âThen Iâll call the designerâ¦
âMiss,â Dan raised his eyebrows, âcanât you do it?â
The shop assistantâs expression froze.
âYou do it, or 1 wonât buy it.â
In front of this man with a strong aura, the shop assistant was a little flustered, but they didnât get many
such orders. Moreover, she had the obligation to measure the customerâs size, so she took out at tape
measure and walked over to Jane.
âMiss, please allow meâ¦â
âIs that how you take size measurements? Dan snorted. His eyes were as dark as ink as he stared at
her coldly. âYou have to kneel down to do it.â