The reason Han Huiming chose a red dress for her was to post on social media. He quietly took a few photos of Nian Yaxuan and gloated over them. 'This is so good! Brother Nian, if you weren't my bro, I would definitely hit on you! Emmm... it's just that some part of you needs a little padding! Otherwise, it's too small and doesn't match your figure!' Han Huiming laughed indecently. Nian Yaxuan gritted her teeth, widened her eyes, and lifted her foot, ready to kick him, when a cold voice sounded, 'Why is Spirit now receiving just anyone?' The enthusiastic managers and salespeople who had gone up to greet them were stunned by Huo Lingchen's words, wondering what he meant. Who was President Huo talking about? Without turning around, just by hearing the voice, Nian Yaxuan knew who it was. She took several deep breaths, intending to ignore Huo Lingchen. She told the now shivering Han Huiming, 'Change it for me again, this one has too much of a backless cut.' And her arms were also bare, with only two bows on her shoulders. Before Han Huiming could speak, that magnetic voice sounded again, 'You must have traveled from ancient times, right? Calling this kind of dress revealing? Are you conservative or just pretending to be pure?'

Huo Lingchen never imagined that one day in the future, he would be slapped in the face by his own words... After speaking, he let go of Mi Jia, gestured to the manager and salesperson to take her to pick out a dress, and sat down on the sofa himself. Mi Jia glanced disdainfully at the woman who was hostile to Huo Lingchen and walked towards the VIP dress area with a proud stride. Nian Yaxuan, holding up her skirt, walked up to Huo Lingchen with anger burning in her eyes, 'Huo Lingchen, are you sick? What did I do to you? Let me tell you, that confession was a set-up. Do you really think I would fall in love with you? Dream on!' It was a good opportunity to explain things clearly to him, to avoid not being able to speak sensibly when they got a divorce in the future. Huo Lingchen's face instantly darkened, and just as the manager was wondering if President Huo meant to throw this woman out, Han Huiming, without any explanation, pulled Nian Yaxuan straight to the checkout counter. Han Huiming's principle was, if you can't afford to offend, you can afford to avoid. 'From now on, this woman is banned from entering this store!' Huo Lingchen's voice came from behind them. Nian Yaxuan couldn't bear it, she didn't want to be tied to this man's name on the same marriage certificate for another moment, she shook off Han Huiming's hand and strode towards Huo Lingchen. 'Huo Lingchen! I'm telling you...' Her words were once again covered by Han Huiming. This time she was directly pulled by Han Huiming to the checkout counter not far away. Han Huiming casually threw out a card, 'Just this one, check out!' 'Madam, aren't you going to put on makeup?'

They arrived at a fairly famous styling salon that offered a one-stop service for dresses, makeup, and hairdos. Han Huiming, gripping Nian Yaxuan, who had been trying to break free from his control, shook his head, "Hurry up and pay, quick!" He had a premonition that if they didn't pay soon, Nian Yaxuan and Huo Lingchen would definitely start a fight! He couldn't just watch Nian Ge march to his death! Inside the Mercedes-Benz Han Huiming, panting heavily, released Nian Yaxuan and locked the car doors, leaning on the steering wheel and gasping for air. "Let me out, I'm telling you, Han Huiming, I must divorce him today! I'm really down on my luck for eight generations to have married Huo Lingchen!" As Nian Yaxuan finished speaking, there was silence in the car. Han Huiming looked at the angry Nian Yaxuan in astonishment, unable to speak for a long time. Thinking about her inability to produce a marriage certificate as proof, Nian Yaxuan's momentum deflated a bit, and she leaned back in her seat, muttering, "I'm not lying to you, I've been married for a while, to Huo Lingchen, but our marriage is in name only... Recently, I've been wanting a divorce, but Huo Lingchen..." "Nian Ge... don't say anymore, I understand," Han Huiming said, looking at the woman in front of him with a sense of despair. Nian Yaxuan thought Han Huiming believed her and was overjoyed, "Actually, I didn't mean to hide our marriage from you, after all..." "Alright, I'll leave now, I'll book the best doctor at the psychiatric hospital for you, oh no, maybe you need the dean himself to treat you, don't worry Yaxuan, even if you're terminally ill, your brother won't give up on treating you!"

Han Huiming took out his phone and opened the map navigation; the destination was indeed a psychiatric hospital. Nian Yaxuan gripped Han Huiming's phone, which was placed on the side, tightly, bowing her head and holding her forehead for a long time without being able to speak. She knew it! She knew no one would believe her! After a good while, she spoke faintly, 'Forget it, let's just go straight to the banquet venue!' Han Huiming took advantage of the red light to give her several suspicious glances before saying, 'Alright?' Is Nian Ge's mental illness intermittent...? 'Yes, I'm fine.' Her response was very helpless. The Lu Corporation's anniversary celebration party was held on the Ocean Cruise ship, a huge cruise ship capable of carrying thousands of people, docked by the sea on the easternmost side of Yuecheng. This luxury cruise ship, which cost several billion, is the first choice for many large companies to hold parties. Getting out of the car, Nian Yaxuan looked at the brightly lit cruise ship and casually tied her messy long hair into a bun at the back of her head. However, her hair was too smooth, and she failed to tie it several times, instantly becoming frustrated, 'I said last time that I wanted to cut my hair, but Wanying insisted on pulling me back, I really envy girls with short hair!' Han Huiming grinned, took out a seemingly formal grey suit from the back seat and put it on, then grabbed the rubber band from Nian Yaxuan's hand. Supporting her chin with one hand, he carefully looked her over, 'Since you can't manage it, don't tie it up, just let it flow freely, it looks quite nice.'

Don't be fooled by Nian Yaxuan's careless demeanor; she is, after all, a woman, and it shows in the details. She takes good care of herself. For instance, her hair has always been well-maintained because she never uses shampoo and conditioner carelessly. Her skin... well, given that she practices martial arts, it's not as perfect, but who can complain when she has such a high facial value and fair skin? A fair complexion covers a multitude of sins! Although the style of her dress doesn't quite match her long, flowing hair, her good looks make the overall appearance quite pleasing.

"But don't you have a lot of lipsticks? Come on, at least put on some lipstick to decorate yourself," Han Huiming suggested, thinking that a red dress would look even better with a bit of makeup.

Nian Yaxuan rummaged through her bag and pulled out a few lipsticks, choosing one that matched the color of her dress, a bright red, and applied a layer.

"There! Not bad at all, let's go!" Han Huiming tossed her backpack into the car, then took out a pair of high heels he had bought on the way to the shoe store from the trunk.

After she changed into the shoes, he offered his arm to Nian Yaxuan.

She naturally linked her arm through his, and stepped onto the cruise ship in her black high heels.

The deck and the cabin lobby of the cruise ship were decorated very luxuriously. By this time, quite a few people had arrived. Nian Yaxuan had hardly ever attended such a banquet, so she didn't know many people.

However, as soon as Han Huiming came up, he led her to the food area and then went off to chat up other women.