Cosset You Forever
Chapter 346 His Woman

"Yeah!"

"Harry is actually smiling. Oh my god, I think I'll have a heart attack! It's almost going to jump out of my chest!"

In a corner of the shop, four or five girls had seen Harry and were talking about him excitedly.

They had heard that Harry and Joseph often came to the coffee shop, and so they came there just to wait for them.

And their waiting efforts weren't in vain. Harry's sudden appearance gave them a big surprise.

Yet Lola, who was lying in Harry's arms, couldn't pretend any more, and so she opened her eyes and then jumped from his arms.

When she was preparing to sit back on the hanging seat, her hand was suddenly grabbed by Harry and, neglecting the surrounding commotion, Harry dragged her out of the shop. Outside there was an SSC Super Car waiting for them, which attracted a lot of attention.

Opening the front passenger's door, Harry made her sit and buckled her; after that, he sat at the driver seat and started the engine.

Under the admiring looks of the people around, the car hastily whistled away.

Looking at his handsome face, Lola asked, "Mr. Si, did you bring me out of the shop with my permission?"

Wearing the same smile, Harry answered, "Miss Li, if you don't mind, can I call you Mrs. Si?" If it weren't for the misunderstanding, she had already been his wife, hadn't she?

Mrs. Si? Lola blushed, yet she refused willfully in the end, and said, "Of course not. I am going to be a nun in the future, and I won't marry to anyone!"

Becoming a nun? Harry laughed out loud, thinking that as long as he was there, how could she ever become a nun? She was so naive.

"Why are you laughing, I am serious!" Seeing him laugh, Lola felt embarrassed, doubting that it was funny being a nun.

Harry stopped laughing, and while he turned his head to look at her ruddy face, he said, "If you ever become a nun, then I will force you to break the rule of never having sex with a man!"

... Lola became speechless. What an evil man he was! "Mr. Si, do your employees know how shameless you really are?"

If she had told his employees that their boss, whom they regarded as being a very cool person, was in reality a blackguard, nobody would have believed her!

As the light turned red, Harry stopped the car, and said to her arrogantly, "They don't know, and only you know, and that's because I'm indecent only with you!" He didn't care about the other women at all. Lola gazed out of the window without uttering another word and decided to ignore him completely.

Ever since he had found out that she wasn't the killer, he had been flirting with her every single day...

The car stopped at a private styling salon, and Lola looked at its name which was written on a plaque, which read "Yomi Private Styling Salon."

She remembered that she had done her hair here when she was still the deputy general manager of the SL Group, and that it was also for the company's anniversary, the year before last.

Harry then opened the door, unbuckled her belt, and said, "Mrs. Si, please get out the car." Harry then offered his hand to help her get out of the car, and Lola accepted it.

Hand in hand, they were walking toward the salon together when Lola suddenly snapped. "Don't call me Mrs. Si!" she said. She corrected him firm and stern.

"I will obey all of your commands!"

Pushing open the door, they saw a lot of luxurious dresses neatly displayed and a few stylists who were napping on a sofa.

If it weren't for their boss to be so picky about their customers, they wouldn't have been so idle.

But now, noticing that someone was coming, a stylist with a crested hair jumped from the sofa and recognized Harry immediately. "Welcome, Mr. Si!"

Harry nodded slightly, and then asked, "Hasn't your boss come back yet?" Eason Bo was the boss of this salon.

"No, Mr. Si. He has attended a fashion show in Milan recently, but it's possible that he may come back soon." Hearing that someone was talking, the rest of the stylists immediately woke up. When they saw Lola, their eyes shined with excitement. 'What a beautiful girl!' They were experts in styling beautiful women.

Before Harry even had the chance to say something, the five stylists immediately started to get to the work they best knew.

One selected the dresses, one prepared the cosmetics, another made her hair, another chose her shoes, and another prepared her jewelry.

Harry sat on the sofa in a manly manner, motioned to Lola, who was then observing the stylists, and said, "You can start now!"

A make-up artist asked Lola to take a seat and he started to work on her.

More than ten minutes later, some dresses were presented to Harry, and he stood up from the sofa to select the ones he liked best. Finally, he selected three dresses - a white one, a black one and lastly, a light purple one. All these dresses were designed by Eason. The white one was a strapless dress which had won three awards at a Milan fashion show last year.

The black one was an off shoulder with uneven skirt flares, which had recently won five awards at a Paris fashion show this year.

The last one, the light purple one, was an evening dress with a standing collar and lace on its shoulders, which had won three awards at the International Fashion Week held in A Country last month. Harry then selected two high-heeled pairs of shoes, one white and the other black.

Harry also looked at the jewelry, and then ordered, "Give me the set of jewelry showcased in your boss's office."

Only that set of jewelry, which was invaluable, deserved to be worn by his woman.

"Well, eh..." The stylist was a little embarrassed because he knew how luxurious and expensive that jewelry really was, and without Eason's permission, he didn't dare to touch it. Harry then sat back on the sofa, and while he glanced at him, he said, "Just go ahead and bring them. If something happens, tell your boss that I'll be accountable for everything." Hearing this, the stylist felt relieved and went to Eason's office to bring the set of priceless jewelry.

Half an hour later, the make-up was done. Lola, without make-up, was pretty and innocent, but with some on, she became even more charming and enchanting.

Looking at her, Harry didn't ever want to move his eyes off of her. The woman was already much more beautiful than the others even without make-up in her daily life.

But now, with make-up on, she was so gorgeous that he wanted to have sex with her right there.

As she saw that his eyes were filled and sparkling with desire in them, Lola made coughed because she felt embarrassed. After that, Harry asked the stylists to bring that black dress and to let her try it on.

Five minute later

Lola came out of the fitting room dressed in the black dress. Harry, whose eyes were filled with admiration, was totally surprised by her.

The black gown was wrapped tight against her body, displaying her perfect figure.

It was edgy in a wave-flare style which seemed extremely fashionable. His woman was really breathtaking.

Rising up from the sofa, he took the black high-heeled shoes and asked her to sit on the sofa for him to personally change her shoes.

Staring at the man who was squatting down in front of her, Lola felt a lot of mixed emotions.

According to her dress style and with her opinion, the hair stylist had made her a simple bun on the top of her head.

Finally, Harry took out of the dazzling jewelry and put the necklace around her neck.

He stared at her up and down for a while, and then he said, "Let's go, we need to go back to Crescent Spring now." He dragged her out of the salon as he spoke.

"Why?" asked Lola. She looked at the hurried man with curious eyes, wondering if something bad had happened there.

Harry stared at her face, and whispered near her ear, "You are too beautiful, and I can't wait to make love to you any longer."

As was expected, Lola started to pinch him and scold him.