The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

It is a rare opportunity for this group of big boys with their own identities to have such a relaxing fight.

Needless to say, each of them is envied by many people. With their good looks and well-off family background, they seem to have all the advantages.

There is a very irritating reality. These are indeed facts, and they are all considered "best".

But there are still some things that people completely ignore. People only see the glamor and what they don’t have, but ignore the mess behind the glamor.

In fact, no one in this room is truly happy and complete, but this is the reality. There are so many people who are favored by God. Didn’t they all come out of blood and tears with stumbling steps?

"Chenchen, go try on the suit you got back yesterday. If the size doesn't fit, I'll take it back to the store and change it later."

Ji Xuan walked over from the other end of the living room. It was really hard for Ji Xuan to walk for a short distance.

Today's sofa has lost its intended function. Except for An Chen and Fu Yanxing, everyone else is sitting on the floor, and there are others lying down, so Ji Xuan walks around like a maze.

I really wanted to kick them one by one, but it was so irritating, but Ji Xuan still stubbornly maintained the illusion of being "gentle" and calmly walked out to get clothes for An Chen.

This is a black suit paired with a printed shirt, which alleviates the seriousness of black but does not lose its solemnity. Because of the uncertainty of printing, every shirt is unique.

Boys either put on school uniforms and have aspirations. Or put on medical uniforms and save lives. Or put on a suit and strategize. Or put on military uniform and guard one side.

An Chen seems to have never done any of these things, but An Chen has worn these clothes. Although he is not in these positions, An Chen has done all these things, and he can barely count them.

Holding the suit, An Chen entered the cloakroom on the first floor and took a look at himself in the mirror. An Chen felt that his hair was really long. He had been keeping it long for filming, and he didn't bother to cut it after the filming. In addition, my hair grows very fast, so it is very long.

He casually turned over a hair tie to tie up his hair, and then he changed into clothes. The size of the clothes was accurate and they fit just right.

He straightened his clothes in the mirror. An Chen didn't wear suits very often, and it felt different if he wore them occasionally.

Different selves give the same piece of clothing different feelings, or in other words, different clothes give the same self different feelings.

Speaking of suits, An Chen thought of Fu Yanxing. Logically speaking, it should be very common for Fu Yanxing to wear suits, but in An Chen's memory, it seemed that he had only seen him once, the second time at the airport.

In fact, this is an error. Fu Yanxing deliberately did not wear a suit in front of An Chen, because many people have said that Fu Yanxing's aura when he puts on a suit is too scary. Fu Yanxing is afraid of a sense of distance between him and An Chen, so he and An Chen When meeting, I will change into casual clothes or other clothes.

But Fu Yanxing doesn't know it yet, but An Chen actually still likes Fu Yanxing in a suit, for no other reason than because he is handsome and eye-catching.

After thinking too much, An Chen felt that he might have thought too much, so he quickly opened the door and walked out.

"I've changed it. There's no need to change the size. That's it."

An Chen stood at the door of the cloakroom and shouted to Ji Xuan, and then received the attention of everyone in the living room.