Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon's Sweetheart novel Chapter 945

Chapter 945: Chapter 944: Xianxian in a Qipao

"Aunt... Aunt Wen, aren’t you angry?"

Ye Xian looked at her a bit confused, while Wen Yan held her face with tears glistening in her eyes, almost crying from happiness, "My little darling, Baby Xian, I’m too happy, how could I be angry?"

Is there anything in the world more delightful than having your idol become your daughter-in-law?

The feeling is simply... too wonderful, too exhilarating, just like a dream. She felt she wasn’t even this happy on her wedding day!

And now, the more she looked at Xianxian, the prettier and more endearing she seemed. With her long, thick lashes, eyes like shimmering water, perfectly curved nose, and rosy cherry lips, she was exquisite from head to toe, just like a little doll.

How did she not notice she was a girl before? Clearly, she was strikingly beautiful, a beauty no ordinary boy could match.

"Xianxian~" She held Ye Xian’s hand, so happy she didn’t know what to say, "From now on, when you’re in our family, you’re everyone’s little princess. Do whatever you want, like whatever you want, and I’ll give it to you. You can be free and unrestrained, just like you’re at home. I’ll cherish you just like Wanwan!"

Ye Xian listening to this, it sounded like... she was about to marry into the family, she touched her ear shyly, "Auntie, the CEO and I are still just dating..."

"Oh right, right~ You’re still young, it’s just Auntie likes you too much and got a bit impatient!" Wen Yan turned to Bo Tingshen, "Tingshen, you did a great job. This is the first time Mom is highly satisfied with your judgment and actions!"

Bo Junfeng also looked at his son with relief.

Good boy, working silently and effectively, just like him.

Although he and Ye Xian are still only dating now, he is confident his son will definitely win Ye Xian over. Just like back then, when he decided on Ah Yan, he wouldn’t let go. If Ah Yan wouldn’t marry him, he’d never marry in his life!

Bo Tingshen lowered his head and smiled gently, taking Ye Xian’s hand from Wen Yan and pulling out a handkerchief, starting to wipe off the lipstick marks on her face bit by bit.

"Uncle Li, Aunt Xi, Xiaoli, quickly prepare the ingredients! I want to cook personally for my daughter-in-law... for Xianxian this afternoon!"

Wen Yan accidentally let it slip, and Ye Xian heard it, her ears turning red. She whispered to the man intently wiping her face, "CEO... you’ve got it bad, Uncle and Auntie know my true identity and they’re not angry at all, they’re even this happy because they’re afraid you won’t be able to get a wife and want to hold on tight, right?"

"Yes."

She intentionally mocked him, not expecting him to admit it honestly.

"So..."

When wiping near her lips, Bo Tingshen couldn’t help but gently rub his finger, "You might as well accept your fate, you can’t escape."

"... Don’t scare me, didn’t you hear Auntie say I’m still young."

"Young?"

Bo Tingshen glanced down, the light dimming slightly, "Not that young."

Almost unable to hold it all in one hand.

Ye Xian followed his gaze and pushed him away immediately.

Uncle and Auntie are right in front, he...

The urge to slay the wolf was growing!

Bo Tingshen retracted the handkerchief, "Go change your clothes."

"Yes, yes! Sorry, Xianxian, I got too excited earlier and wet your clothes, Auntie will take you upstairs to change."

Bo Tingshen: "No need, I’ll take her."

"Hmm?!"

Ye Xian looked at the attentive werewolf in horror, the big bad wolf’s tail was almost exposed!

He’s taking her to change clothes? Will she even have clothes left to wear?

"No need, I can change myself, like last time!"

"Tingshen." Bo Junfeng called him, "Stay here, I have something to talk to you about."

Ye Xian took the opportunity to walk upstairs, fearing the werewolf would follow the next second.

"Xiaoli~"

Wen Yan called Xiaoli down, watching Ye Xian’s figure walking upstairs, suddenly had an idea.

She wanted to see... Xianxian in women’s clothes.

"Madam."

Wen Yan whispered in her ear, after hearing it, Xiaoli nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay!"

Ye Xian walked into the dressing room, just about to pick out a set of Bo Tingshen’s clothes, when the door sounded.

Could it be the werewolf? She peeked at the display screen and, seeing it was Xiaoli, opened the door with relief.

"Ye... Miss Ye."

Xiaoli handed her a gift box, smiling, "Madam said there aren’t any clothes suitable for you here, so she specially selected this set for you."

"Okay, thank you!"

Ye Xian took it, thinking it might be a slightly smaller-sized menswear, but when she opened it, it was women’s clothes? Not just women’s clothes, but a... qipao??? And even a bra was prepared.

Ye Xian, "..." Aunt Wen wants her to wear women’s clothes?

Isn’t this a bit too fast?

She, full of question marks, held up the qipao in front of the dressing mirror. To be honest, Aunt Wen’s taste was truly impeccable.

The high-end long silk qipao crafted from mulberry silk was elegant yet not too formal, a perfect blend of classical embroidery and chic luxury design. The fabric was smooth, the print was unique, and under the dressing room lights, it shimmered beautifully. It was so stunning, making her, who hadn’t worn women’s clothes for a long time, slightly tempted.

A few minutes later, standing in front of the mirror wearing the qipao, she was stunned.

Firstly, the qipao was indeed beautiful, looking even more stunning when worn than when folded.

Secondly, her chest and hips were just as... This figure was exactly like her previous life, and she had secretly been relieved, thinking she could pursue the high-fashion model route in this life, yet she still headed straight for the road of sultriness, without turning back, and also this face.

She patted her face, looking at the mirror reflecting an almost identical image of her past life self, suddenly a sense of disorientation washed over her, had she really crossed time?

Thirdly, having usually worn men’s clothes, suddenly wearing a sleeveless, leg-baring dress like this, so form-fitting and in such a delicate color, she felt quite uncomfortable and strangely embarrassed.

Even the smart ones use the same password.

As the tablet powered on, a video interface popped up, seemed unfinished last time, continued playing this time.

Ye Xian thought it was some inappropriate video, was about to lower the volume, found out... once again it’s her!

A forty-minute-long montage of her, nothing special at first glance, scenes of her in dramas or on variety shows, but once the volume was up, it was not right; constant embarrassing sounds calling "good brother" mixed with coquettish, breathing sounds, what is that?!

Matching the video images, simply, why does it feel like something akin to a certain film? ??

Ye Xian watched disdainfully, unconsciously rubbing the handkerchief against her face, smelling an odd yet familiar scent, a scent she remembered she smelled on another handkerchief...

Faintly, musk scent?

Ye Xian was lost staring at the handkerchief, wondering where the scent came from, when ’click’ sound, the locked bedroom door opened from outside.

A slender silhouette slowly projected inside, the visitor raised their gaze, upon seeing the scene on the bed, their head felt struck by a blunt object, buzzing loudly.

On the big bed, the little woman wearing a lotus pink cheongsam, lay there engrossed, staring at a handkerchief she held. The silk design perfectly wrapped her stunning figure, slightly sunken butterfly bones, delicately waist, enticing hip curves, side slits revealing snow-like skin, proportionally long legs akin to a model’s, teasingly pointing her toes...

Against the dark sheets covering the bed and her white skin, making stark contrasts, creating a huge visual stimulation, paired with her inadvertently seductive pose and entirely innocent expression.

Like a mesmerizing, enchanting fairy, biting her lip, tempting him with her hand.

Come~

The little woman who filled countless dreamlike fantasies, was now truly existing, lying on his bed, breathing, blinking, bewildering...

Bo Tingshen felt his soul stirring, blood boiling, head buzzing so loudly he couldn’t think, his whole body burning like ignited, his dark eyes watching his prey like a starving werewolf in the jungle.

His darling...

What?!

She recalled it!

An idea flashed in Ye Xian’s mind, recently she’d been reading the "Imperial Power" script, it mentioned a musk scent similar to a man’s...

Dammit!!!

She threw away the handkerchief, then seeing the video in front, her mind swiftly connecting earlier photos, figurine, and dirtied stuff on her portrait.

Joined together, could it be???

The CEO, this super bizarre stalker!!!

Just as she disdainfully thought to get up, heard behind a ’click’ sound. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The bedroom door was locked again from inside by the man.

"Who?"

Ye Xian just turned her face, a rapid tall figure leapt over like a wolf, seized her hands, firmly pinning her onto the big bed.