The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 1113 Does Young Master Yan Like Being Abused?

This store is a top men's clothing brand in the city, known for its classic and sophisticated ties and cufflinks, and is one of Yan Bei's favorite brands.

"Good afternoon, Miss Shen." A shop assistant dressed in a sharp suit and white gloves immediately came forward with a professional and respectful smile. "Didn't Mr. Yan come with you today?"

She had accompanied Yanmei to this store several times, so the staff here all knew her.

Yan Bei is a VIP customer of this store, so the staff greeted him very warmly.

“He’s busy, I’ll help him look at ties.” Shen Qing’s voice was soft, yet it possessed an undeniable air of sophistication.

She was no stranger to this place; she had been here a few times with Gu Yanchen before, and the shop assistants had a deep impression of this elegant and tasteful "Mrs. Gu."

The sales clerk nodded knowingly and gestured for her to enter: "This way, Ms. Shen. We just received a new batch of silk ties for the season, including a few limited-edition pieces by Italian artisans."

Shen Qing followed the shop assistant to the area where ties were displayed. Rows of wooden tie racks were neatly arranged, with ties of various colors, patterns, and materials hanging like works of art. From calm dark blue and charcoal gray to elegant burgundy and dark green, and then to styles adorned with delicate patterns or geometric designs, the selection was dazzling yet orderly.

Yan Bei also has some of these styles and colors at home.

This time, she wanted to pick out some new styles for Yan Bei.

She didn't start immediately, but instead carefully browsed through it first.

Her gaze swept over the soft, lustrous silk fabric, and the image of Gu Yanchen appeared in her mind—he always wore a perfectly tailored dark suit, his shirt collar impeccably clean, and a high-quality tie was the finishing touch to his entire outfit.

He has a powerful aura and acts decisively. What kind of tie can both match his status and reveal a subtle, imperceptible gentleness, or rather, be a unique mark that Shen Qing would choose?

She stretched out her fingers and gently brushed them across a deep navy blue tie, its smooth and delicate fabric bearing a subtle twill pattern.

"This color is perfect for formal occasions," the salesperson whispered. "It's made of 100% mulberry silk and has undergone eight dyeing processes, resulting in a very stable color."

Shen Qing nodded slightly. This was indeed very "Yan Bei"—calm and reliable, just like when he was in charge of his business empire.

But she wanted to find something different.

Her gaze continued to move, settling on a burgundy tie. Burgundy was deeper and more understated than true red, carrying a touch of vintage elegance.

It features extremely fine gold geometric patterns, almost invisible from a distance, their exquisite detail only becoming apparent upon closer inspection. "What about this one?"

The shop assistant took off her tie and laid it flat on the display table: "Miss Shen has excellent taste."

This is one of our key pieces this season. The burgundy color symbolizes confidence and taste, while the subtle gold pattern is handmade jacquard, making it very unique.

It pairs beautifully with dark or gray suits, and especially complements the wearer's skin tone.

Shen Qing picked up one end of the tie, feeling its drape and softness.

"This one will do," she decided, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "Wrap it up for me."

"Yes, Ms. Shen." The shop assistant replied respectfully and began to carefully package the item.

He carefully folded the tie and placed it in a cream-colored cardboard box, then tied it with the brand's signature black satin ribbon bow.

Suddenly a voice broke her silence.

"Shen Qing."

Shen Qing looked over.

I saw my senior from school.

"Senior, it's you! Are you here to look at ties too?"

"Uh-huh."

"You're here to buy a tie for your husband too?"

"Yes."

"Shen Qing, do you know a lot about choosing ties?"

"I'm alright! What's wrong?"

"I don't buy things often, but I'd like you to help me pick one out."

Sure! What color do you like?

"I prefer lighter colors."

"Okay, senior brother, I'll help you choose."

Shen Qing felt grateful for the help he had given her during their school days. She had always kept it in mind, so when her senior asked for her help, she felt it was only right.

"Senior, I think the first few options are quite suitable for you. You can go and take a look."

"it is good."

Shen Qing followed her over.

"Shen Qing, you have excellent taste. I think these are all very good."

"Then ask the waiter to take it down for you to try."

"it is good!"

Outside the shop at this time.

Yan Bei and Yang Jiangang were about to pass by.

Suddenly, Yan Bei stopped in his tracks.

My gaze fell upon the shop.

Yang Jian followed Yan Bei's gaze and suddenly his eyes widened in surprise.

Madam? What are you doing here? Who's that man next to you?

He immediately noticed Yan Bei's Shen Qing.

Yan Bei's expression was grim. His sharp eyes peered inside.

Yang Jian said, "Young Master Yan, shall we go inside?"

"I'm not going in." Yan Bei's tone was icy.

"Then what are we going to do now?"

"Watch."

"Watching?" Yang Jian was very puzzled. Looking at this scene, did Young Master Yan like being tortured?

"Yes!" Yan Bei's tone became increasingly frightening.

Inside, Shen Qing didn't notice Yan Bei at all; her daughter was even helping her senior brother choose a tie.

"Senior, what do you think of this one? It's not bad, is it?"

"Mmm, Shen Qing, you have such good taste. I'll take this one. I think it suits me perfectly."

Shen Qing smiled and said, "Senior brother, I didn't expect you to approve of my taste so much."

"Of course. We believe you have excellent judgment."

"Senior brother, I'll be going now."

"Okay, Shen Qing, thank you for today."

"You're welcome."

Shen Qing walked out.

Yan Bei and Yang Jian had already left a minute before she came out.

"Young Master Yan, didn't we come here to inspect the hotel? Why are you going back?"

"Let's decide after further investigation; let's skip it today."

"Young Master Yan, what you see is not necessarily the truth. You must trust Madam."

Yan Bei looked up at Yang Jian, "Aren't you talking a bit too much? I haven't settled the score with you for what happened that day yet."

"Young Master Yan, I..."

"drive."

Yang Jian didn't dare to say much. He knew that Young Master Yan was in a bad mood, and if he said too much, it probably wouldn't end well.

At this moment, Yan Bei sat in the back seat of the car. His dark eyes were looking out the window, his expression conveying a sense of being abandoned.