My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 325

"Well?"

He asked Vivian.

Vivian stood with her arms around her chest, looking him up and down, and nodded with great satisfaction, "Not bad."

"Sure it's not that became I'm good looking?"

The man looked at her, his lips curled into a light smile, his eyes full of doting.

"Narcissistic."

While it was true that Morris had a good shape, and he had the quality to be narcissistic.

"Hello, do you have any high-class men's clothes?"

At this moment, a customer walked into the clothing shop and spoke to the clerk.

The voice was quite familiar.

The two of them, Vivian and Morris, subconsciously looked over in search of the voice and saw that the person standing in the clothing shop was Sue.

The two of them saw her, and she saw them both.

"Morris?"

When Sue saw Morris, she walked towards him and asked in a puzzled manner, "What brings you here?"

"Nonsense, what else could we be doing here if not buying clothes?"

Thinking about the ambiguity between Sue and Morris earlier, Vivian could not help but dislike her.

Fortunately, Vivian had worn a miniature voice changer, otherwise her identity would be exposed at this moment.

"You ......"

Sue knitted her brows, sizing up the unrestrained man in front of her, who was very unfamiliar.

She had been in L City for many years, but she had never seen this man before, let alone knowing that Morris would have such a friend.

Sue gazed at Morris and asked, "Morris, is this man your friend?"

"If he wasn't a friend, would I have brought him here to buy clothes?"

Wasn't that obvious?

The question was nonsense.

Her displeasure fell on Morris’ eyes as it were.

Instead of thinking her reckless in nature, Morris could feel that Vivian was jealous when he saw her reaction, which inexplicably made him enjoy it immensely.

Sensing the provocation of the man in front of her, Sue snorted and said without losing her manners, "Although I don't know what your relationship with Morris is, you might not know that Morris never buys clothes from such cheap clothing shops, all his clothes are personally designed by C Country's chief designer Mireille, and each piece is unique."

Although Armani took the high-end route, it was far from being up to Morris’ standards.

The clerks at the side heard Sue's words and it dawned on them in due course.

No wonder they had not seen any logos on the extraordinary gentleman they had just seen dressed up in his extraordinary clothes, but it turned out that they were all hand-made clothes.

It was actually designed by Master Mireille, the chief designer of C Country.

Of course, this sentence made Vivian embarrassed as well.

Today, she had just happened to come over to shop, she had nothing better to do than taking Morris around the mall and had already picked out the high-end section of the mall, not realizing that all of Morris' clothes were actually premium goods that needed to be personally designed and created by the designer.

For a moment, she didn't know how to retort.

"There's no need to listen to her. The dress you picked out is very comfortable, the fit is good, and I like it."

How could Morris let Vivian fall behind?

He immediately beckoned to the clerk and said, "I'll take this dress, get me a new one."