Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 922

Emily turned back and saw Simon's handsome face.

At this time, Simon's casual and elegant bearing eyes looked shining, faintly making Emily feel a little dizzy. She could not help but have some irascible little emotions in her heart, "Where is your car?"

Simon slightly raised the phone in his palm and said helplessly, "At dinner, a colleague sent me a message and borrowed it!"

"You do have no car..." Emily frowned and muttered.

She looked around and indeed did not see the black Cayenne in the parking lot at the entrance of the restaurant.

Simon turned his head away from her to look at Calvin and asked politely, "Mr. Desmond, is it inconvenient?"

Such a question put Calvin in a dilemma.

The three of them had just had dinner together. And Simon paid the bill. It seemed only reasonable for them to give him a ride, which was a piece of cake for them. If Calvin did not agree, it would make them look petty.

Although Calvin felt a little uncomfortable, he could only shake his head and say, "Not at all. Please get

in the car!"

Hearing this, Simon thanked, opened the door, and got in.

Seeing that Simon wantonly got in the car, Emily and Calvin also got in helplessly. Then the BMW drove into the street from the entrance of the restaurant.

Emily and Calvin wanted to continue their date. After dinner, they could have gone to the nearby river to take a walk to refresh themselves. But now, since Simon interrupted their date, they had to quit their plan.

Simon sat with his legs crossed and his long and slender jade-like hand had a cigarette in it. However, it wasn't lit. And he looked lazy as usual.

He said faintly, "Mr. Desmond, thank you!"

"No problem!" Calvin replied gentlemanly.

Simon raised his eyebrows and said as if he suddenly thought of something, "Oh, by the way, I ruined your date. Would you like to watch a movie together? There should be another show now. I can buy tickets!"

"..." Emily twitched her mouth.

She almost thought that Simon said that on purpose!

"There's no need," Calvin said with an unnatural smile.

Simon didn't seem to care. He spread out his hands and put the cigarette in his mouth to light it. The window was half-opened, and the white smoke drifted away with the night wind.

After Calvin drove past the green light, he looked in the rearview mirror and asked, "Mr. Chin, where do you live?"

Hearing that, Simon's hand, which was holding a cigarette, moved forward in the air and said, "I am not in a hurry. Send Emily back home first. This place is near to hers. My place is a bit far!"

His tone was reasonable and well-founded, making it hard for Calvin to refute.

"Alright," Calvin said in a warm and gentle voice.

The brown BMW finally reached Anthea's dormitory apartment, slowed down, and stopped steadily.

Emily unbuckled the seatbelt and looked sideways. She bit her lips and said, "Calvin, see you!"

"Alright. I'll send you a message when I get home!" Calvin's smile was very gentle.

"Be careful!" Emily nodded.

The two of them followed the clerk. The singlehouse shop had a large space where there was a lot of men's and women's clothing on display.

Halfway through, the two of them paused when they saw Simon walking towards them with one hand in his pocket, who looked surprised. He asked in a surprised tone, "Are you here to buy clothes?"

"Mr. Chin!" Calvin greeted politely.

Upon seeing this, Emily frowned and asked, "Simon, what are you doing here?" "I am shopping!" After answering them lazily, Simon handed the two shirts in his right hand to the clerk and said, "Help me pack these two shirts and show me the cuffs!"

"Right away!" The clerk immediately replied.

Then Simon turned around and shuttled back and forth in the clothes rack. It seemed that he was not interested in talking to them more.

Emily frowned but didn't say anything else, and continued to follow the shop assistant.

Unlike the clothes displayed outside, most of the clothes inside were customized for customers, displayed on models. The middle area was a leisure sofa area. And the left side was the women's fitting room while the right side was the men's fitting room.

After the clerk took them to their seats, she poured two cups of scented tea and asked another clerk to fetch the clothes. At the same time, she also mentioned, "Because Mr. Desmond only chose the style before, we may need to make a small adjustment for the size. It will take some time!"

"Okay, no problem!" Emily nodded.

Because her dress was customized, and Calvin's suit was tailored for ready-made clothes, so he went to the fitting room upstairs ahead.

The clerk took the custom-made dress over, holding a pen and a piece of paper, and asked, "Miss Sam, may I know what's your measurements of your chest, waist, and hips?"

Emily's mouth twitched as she answered, "They are..."

"82, 64, 88!"