Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

After inquiring about the last names of both, the staff member warmly said, ”Miss Xu, Mr. Huo, may I ask if you have any specific needs? I can make appropriate recommendations for you.”

Huo Wen’an looked at Xu Xingguang.

Noticing Huo Wen’an’s reliance on Xu Xingguang, the staff member beamed at Xu Xingguang as well.

Xu Xingguang told him, ”We are attending a wedding, please help us pick out suitable formal attire.”

A wedding requiring formal attire indicates the marrying family is affluent and holds a high status. The staff member further inquired, ”Is the bride a relative or a friend of yours?”

Xu Xingguang slightly curled her lips, effortlessly lying, ”He’s my ex-boyfriend who deceived my feelings and almost made me donate my liver to save his beloved.”

Upon hearing this, the staff’s expression instantly changed.

”I understand, please follow me this way.”

The staff member led them to the fifth floor, thoughtfully choosing suits and dresses for them.

After purchasing the items, they took the elevator to the underground parking lot. Huo Wen’an gazed at the beautiful clothes in the bag and said, ”Dressed so nicely, aren’t you worried Jiang Heng will regret it when he sees you?”

Xu Xingguang raised her head to look at Huo Wen’an’s reflection on the elevator wall, noticing the grimness between his eyebrows.

He seemed unhappy.

Xu Xingguang roughly guessed why Huo Wen’an was unhappy.

”We’re dressing so flashy not just to attend Jiang Heng’s wedding banquet and crash his party.”

Huo Wen’an asked, puzzled, ”Is there another reason?”

Xu Xingguang turned back and smiled charmingly at Huo Wen’an, saying, ”Boss Huo, I’m taking you to attend someone else’s wedding to show everyone you are my man, Xu Xingguang’s.”

”My man can be poor, but not ugly,” Xu Xingguang couldn’t help but reach out and touch Huo Wen’an’s crimson lips, sincerely lamenting, ”If you were even slightly ordinary-looking, I wouldn’t bother with you.”

What a heartless woman.

Huo Wen’an touched his face, for the first time realizing how important a man’s appearance is. ”How come I never noticed you are a face-con before?”

Although Xu Xingguang didn’t remember the past when she knew Huo Wen’an as a child, she believed she had been a face-con since childhood.

She wasn’t necessarily disdainful of ugly-looking people, but she naturally felt more favorable towards good-looking individuals.

No matter if she reincarnated ten times, she was still a face-con.

”Then you don’t really know me,” Xu Xingguang said, ”If you knew me, you’d realize I always preferred playing with good-looking people since I was young.”

Huo Wen’an pondered carefully and realized Xu Xingguang was indeed telling the truth.

As a child, Xu Xingguang roamed around with the town’s children, climbing trees, going down to the fields to catch loaches, doing all sorts of things.

But once she had enough fun, she’d return home and first come to their house to give her newly found treasures to Huo Xin.

And Huo Xin had a pretty face like that of a Barbie doll.

Young Huo Wen’an was silent and reserved, with eyes that looked gloomy at everyone, and the kids in the town were quite afraid of him.

But Xu Xingguang seemed immune to his coldness and indifference, always cheerfully sticking close to him.

While he did homework, she stood beside the table holding putty like a flattery-sucker, constantly praising him, ”Brother, your handwriting is so neat, brother, your fingers are so long, brother, your hair smells so good, brother, why are your lips so red, did you put on lipstick?”

Under Xu Xingguang’s continuous ’brother,’ Huo Wen’an gradually abandoned his old-fashioned persona, allowing her to touch his pencil case, look at his homework, and doodle freely on his language textbook.

This nuisance, this flatterer, was also a little sunshine.

*

Lunar calendar March eighth, the weather is pleasant, suitable for marriage.

And also suitable for crashing parties.

Early in the morning, traffic control was enforced on North Shore Avenue and Coastal Avenue in West Continent City, prohibiting any private vehicles from entering.

Not a single car shadow could be seen on the wide road.

The sides of the road were lined with barriers, with crowds of citizens bustling on either side watching the spectacle.

Because today was the great wedding day of Jiang Heng, the sole heir of the richest family in West Continent City.

In this era of capital supremacy, the Jiang Family is the top power in West Continent City.

Two hundred years ago, the Jiang Family built the first super luxurious freighter on the West Coast, leading the citizens of West Continent out of poverty towards prosperity, contributing to today’s flourishing West Continent City.

The citizens of West Continent are very grateful to the Jiang Family, whose reputation in West Continent even surpasses that of the City Lord Mansion.

This is also why Xu Zeqing, despite being constantly toyed with and humiliated by Jiang Heng, dared not fight back with sheer reckless abandon.