HRPM – Chapter 86 She’s Infuriating (1)

“Not at all, not at all~~~ Your taste isn’t bad, but compared to me—the queen of the fashion world, Jin Luoluo—it’s still far behind~~~ Don’t be mad, I’ll explain properly why you shouldn’t wear blue, and then I’ll recommend a few outfits that can really highlight your cold and noble temperament.”

“Jin Luoluo, you’d better give me a proper explanation. Otherwise, I won’t let you off.”

This damned Jin Luoluo not only questioned his sense of style, but even boasted that she had better taste than him.

He wanted to see what kind of reasoning she could come up with. If she was just spouting nonsense, he’d strangle her.

Jin Luoluo rested her chin on her hand and circled around Xiao Che once, speaking confidently:

“Your Highness, blue is the color of the sky—it represents purity and nature. Clothes like that are best worn by refined, ethereal-looking men to bring out a natural elegance. But look at you—dark eyes, sinister brows, a black heart, and a face colder than ice. You’re basically a ruthless, cold-blooded demon. Where’s even a hint of purity in you? Wearing blue just looks completely awkward on you. My friend, stop pretending to be innocent!”

Xiao Che felt a surge of frustration stuck in his chest—he couldn’t swallow it, nor could he vent it. His fingers clenched into fists.

Did this woman have ten times the courage of an ordinary person? He was famously known in the Ministry of Personnel as the “cold-faced demon,” feared by all—yet no one had ever dared to mention that title to his face, much less criticize him like this.

Not only did she call him by that nickname, she even accused him of being ruthless and told him to stop pretending.

His fists tightened until his knuckles turned pale as he took a deep breath.

He told himself inwardly: A true man doesn’t stoop to arguing with a woman. Quarreling with someone like her would damage the dignity of a prince.

No matter how sharp her tongue was, he endured it.

Seeing that Xiao Che remained silent, Jin Luoluo assumed he had taken her words to heart and became even more smug.

“Your Highness, a dark-type handsome man like you should go all-in on darkness—inside and out, from head to toe! With my sharp eye honed from years in the fashion industry—yes, black, the ultimate favorite of mature and cold men, suits you best.”

With a swift motion, Jin Luoluo pulled out a luxurious black robe adorned with silver threads from her bundle, holding it up by the sleeves as she smiled brightly and began her grand introduction.