"You wouldn't know him," Wei Yumeng said, unable to simply brush the topic aside.
Mu Linjing remained curious. "Then doesn't Chu Zi'an have no chance?"
Wei Yumeng, holding a suit jacket, turned her head to explain as she heard Mu Linjing's words.
"Chu Zi'an and I are just colleagues."
It was one thing for other colleagues to spread rumors, but how could even Mu Linjing think that?
"However, I always feel like Chu Zi'an is interested in you."
Mu Linjing had seen Chu Zi'an visit Wei Yumeng a few times, and they looked good together.
"No, don't talk nonsense. What do you think of this one?"
Wei Yumeng pulled out a dark blue suit jacket.
"It's not bad. But do you know what size your husband wears?"
Wei Yumeng was stumped. She had never bought anything for Zhan Mohan. She only knew he was tall, but not his exact measurements.
Jackets were relatively easy, but pants were...
Mu Linjing was extremely curious about Wei Yumeng's husband and winked at her.
"Why don't you call and ask?"
Seeing the curiosity in Mu Linjing's eyes, Wei Yumeng knew that if she called Zhan Mohan now, this girl would see right through her.
She wasn't worried about Mu Linjing gossiping about her, but she had to be cautious. She didn't fear public attention, but that didn't mean Zhan Mohan would allow their relationship to be revealed.
"No need. I'll take it back and have him try it on. If it doesn't fit, I'll come back to exchange it."
Wei Yumeng randomly picked a size.
Just then, a sales assistant approached, her attitude very pleasant.
"Miss, may I know what size your boyfriend wears?"
"It's fine. I'll take it back for him to try on. If it doesn't fit, I'll come back to exchange it."
The sales assistant looked hesitant. "I'm sorry, but once our clothes are sold, we cannot accept returns or exchanges unless there is a quality issue."
"This..." Wei Yumeng was in a dilemma again. She genuinely didn't know Zhan Mohan's size. If she bought the wrong size, these clothes weren't cheap.
Mu Linjing reiterated, "Just call your husband. Do I happen to know your husband?"
She didn't mean anything else, just that she was curious. Wei Yumeng was so beautiful, and many male colleagues at the company pursued her. Was her husband just as handsome?
"You wouldn't know him," Wei Yumeng replied instinctively.
"If you don't know him, it doesn't matter. Just call and ask."
The sales assistant standing at the counter, seeing Wei Yumeng's reluctance to make the call, whispered to her colleague.
"Could it be that it's not her husband, but someone else's husband?"
"Maybe. We've seen people like this before. She stole someone else's husband and is afraid the original wife will find out, so she doesn't dare to make that call. What if she gets discovered?"
"Exactly. Look how long she's been here, and she still doesn't dare to make the call. She's probably with the original wife right now, and calling would expose her."
The two became more animated, completely unaware of their volume. Their words reached Wei Yumeng's ears word for word.
The sales assistant next to them felt awkward but couldn't immediately warn her colleagues.
Although Mu Linjing disliked these people badmouthing Wei Yumeng behind her back, she couldn't say anything, especially since Wei Yumeng refused to call her husband.
Didn't that just invite suspicion?
Mu Linjing tugged at Wei Yumeng's sleeve. "Yumeng, why don't you call your husband? Don't let them misunderstand."
"I..."
"What a coincidence, you're shopping here too?"
Suddenly, a deep, resonant voice sounded from the doorway.
Wei Yumeng and Mu Linjing followed the sound. A man stood at the entrance, his tall, slender figure exceptionally eye-catching. Today, he was wearing a gray suit and trousers. His features were incredibly handsome under the bright lights, and his deep-set eyes were unfathomable.
The sales assistants gasped in admiration.
"So handsome, he's like a domineering CEO."
Mu Linjing was also surprised. "President Zhan."
Hearing Mu Linjing's voice, Wei Yumeng finally snapped back to reality and called out respectfully.
"President Zhan."
Zhan Mohan's deep eyes swept over Wei Yumeng, who was looking down slightly.
"What are you doing here..."
Before Wei Yumeng could answer, Mu Linjing spoke first.
"Yumeng said she wanted to buy clothes for her husband, and I'm helping her pick them out."
Zhan Mohan's lips curved upward almost imperceptibly when he heard this, and his gaze fell on Wei Yumeng.
"Helping pick out clothes for your husband?"
Wei Yumeng was so embarrassed she didn't know where to put her hands. Zhan Mohan's words were clearly stating the obvious.
But with so many people watching, she could only nod passively.
"Mhm."
The sales assistant beside them quickly chimed in. "But this lady seems to not know her husband's size, so she's hesitating and unsure which size to choose."
Zhan Mohan casually took off his jacket and handed it to Fang Xun, who was nearby.
"I'll try it on for her."
Everyone, including Wei Yumeng, was shocked. Zhan Mohan was playing with fire! Wasn't he afraid Mu Linjing would suspect him later?
The sales assistant couldn't help but laugh. "But sir, do you know how tall her husband is?"
"He's as tall as me," Zhan Mohan said, walking towards Wei Yumeng.
"And his physique? What if her husband's physique isn't as good as yours?" The sales assistant was indirectly praising Zhan Mohan.
"His physique is about the same as mine."
Zhan Mohan had already taken the jacket from Wei Yumeng's hand.
Wei Yumeng's heart pounded uncontrollably. She didn't dare to look at Zhan Mohan, afraid he might suddenly say something like "he has the same looks as me," which would be disastrous.
The sales assistant seemed unconvinced.
"Then her husband must be truly handsome to have such a good physique as yours."
As sales assistants, they had seen many handsome men, but it was rare to find someone like Zhan Mohan who possessed such a combination of looks, physique, and demeanor.
Primarily, the man exuded an aura the moment he walked in, drawing everyone's attention.
After putting on the jacket, Zhan Mohan deliberately stood in front of Wei Yumeng and asked for her opinion.
"What do you think? Does your husband look good in this?"
"Cough cough..."
Wei Yumeng choked on a swallow of saliva, unable to swallow it before Zhan Mohan's words startled her into a fit of coughing.
Mu Linjing quickly patted her back. "Yumeng, are you alright?"
The two sales assistants nearby looked increasingly strange.
"Why do I feel like this handsome guy is talking about himself?"
"How is he talking about himself?"
"'What do you think? Does your husband look good in this?'"
Doesn't it sound like he's talking about himself?
"No, he's asking the young lady if her husband looks good in this."
The sales assistant pouted and shook her head. "Anyway, I think they're acting quite strange."
Fang Xun stood by, quietly watching President Zhan's performance, seemingly quite amused.
Wei Yumeng no longer cared whether it fit or not. She just wanted to pay and leave quickly. Without even looking, she turned to the sales assistant and said,
"No need to try it on. This one."
"But we haven't tried on the pants," the sales assistant said, having just taken out the suit trousers and not yet handed them to the handsome gentleman.
"No need to try," Wei Yumeng's face was as red as a ripe shrimp, her throat was parched, and she wished she could get away from Zhan Mohan sooner.
She walked to the counter and handed over her credit card. The sales assistant swiped the card and handed the receipt to Wei Yumeng.
"Thank you for your patronage. Please come again."
Wei Yumeng grabbed the clothing bag and tugged at Mu Linjing, wanting to flee. Mu Linjing quickly pulled her back.
"Your clothes are still on President Zhan."
Wei Yumeng was about to leave everything behind and run, but that was clearly impossible. If she left like this, wouldn't it look even more like she was guilty?
She had no choice but to steel herself and turn back to find Zhan Mohan. The man, on the other hand, showed no signs of hurry and no intention of taking off the jacket. Instead, he looked at her with an amused expression.
Finally, Wei Yumeng was forced to speak to him.
"President Zhan, could you please take off the jacket and return it to me?"