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Seeing Song Yiyi go out, Song Muyao put down the tablet in her hand with a "pop", got up and went to pull her cousin.
"Let's go Rongrong."
Song Qinrong had just swallowed the bread and picked up the milk to take a sip when Song Muyao snatched it away and said, "Come with me to try on new clothes."
"What new clothes?"
Song Qinrong was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered the conversation between the two when Song Yiyi was there just now, and her head suddenly got big.
"No, it's convenient for me to wear pants."
Song Muyao curled her lips: "My good sister, the clothes I wear are Master Yin Yu's clothes. Didn't you see that when Yiyi heard the word Yin Yu just now, her eyes turned green?"
"Really?" Song Qinrong saw the opportunity and finally took back the milk. She shook her head casually, "I didn't pay attention."
Song Muyao was convinced.
Who would have thought that a hard-to-find piece of clothing designed by Master Yin Yu would be treated worse than a glass of milk in front of my sister.
It must be because the other party doesn¡¯t know Yin Yu!
She took a deep breath and patiently started to popularize science: "Rongrong, you may not know Yin Yu. Let me introduce you briefly.
She is a top international designer. Every year, those first-tier luxury brands that you have never heard of, such as L or G, beg her to design their annual new products.
She doesn¡¯t have many works, but each one is exquisite.
It was once rumored that the second young lady of the Fu family spent hundreds of millions to buy her latest model.
It completely established her reputation in the capital.
Although my piece is out of season, not many people in Beijing have worn it.
¡°When you come out wearing that dress tomorrow, those wealthy ladies will be sure their eyes are glued to you and they won¡¯t be able to take it off! "
When Song Qinrong heard this, the milk she just drank into her mouth immediately branched into her lungs.
"Then, don't even wear it."
She choked as she spoke, and then she choked the milk out of her lungs, "Besides, tomorrow's protagonists are grandma and Song Yiyi, why do you want everyone to surround me?"
Song Muyao patted her back hard and said, "Yiyi just said something right. Tomorrow, grandma will formally introduce you in front of everyone.
I know you never care what others think. But no matter what, you have to think about grandma, right?
By then, everyone will be dressed very formally, and you will be the only one wearing a shirt and jeans. Everyone¡¯s attention will still be focused on you, an alternative person. "
This sentence really touched Song Qinrong.
"You're right."
Song Muyao was overjoyed: "Come on, come with me and try on the Yin Yu piece"
"No need." Song Qinrong let go of the other party's hand, "Yin Yu's design is too flashy and not suitable for me."
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Song Muyao almost couldn't believe her ears.
Did she hear it correctly? Some people actually dislike Master Yin Yu¡¯s clothes? !
But that¡¯s not the most important thing, the important thing is¡ª¡ª
"How do you know that the clothes designed by Yin Yu have complicated patterns?"
It¡¯s not that she looks down on this sister.
¡°It¡¯s just that Song Qinrong grew up in the countryside after all, and her daily attire issimple at best, and rustic at worst.
She couldn¡¯t tell whether she knew Yin Yu or not.
You actually know the characteristics of clothes designed by Yinyu?
"Her designs are indeed densely patterned, but every detail is carefully conceived and combined with the overall style, it doesn't look gaudy at all"
Song Muyao still wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Song Qinrong's calm voice.
"Sister, I appreciate your kindness. As for tomorrow's clothes, I'd better prepare them myself."
Song Muyao was stunned for a moment: "How are you preparing? Didn't you say you didn't bring any clothes?"
Before she finished speaking, Song Qinrong¡¯s cell phone rang.
Song Qinrong glanced at her, turned her head and answered the phone.
"Girl." Fu Sichen's clear and sweet voice came from the other side of the microphone.
Song Qinrong said "hmm": "What's wrong?"
Fu Sichen on the other side squinted helplessly and looked at his old lady eagerly: "In half an hour, I will pick you up at the old house and try on tomorrow's dress."
Song Qinrong¡¯s eyebrows slowly knitted together: ¡°No need¡¡±
As soon as I opened my mouth, I heard?From the microphone, an old lady's vicious voice came faintly: "If you can't date Rongrong, humph! If I don't fight, you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow!"
Song Qinrong was silent.
The second half of the sentence took eighteen turns in the mountain road, and when I spoke again, it became: "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, she looked up and saw Song Muyao with a gossipy face. Song Qinrong rubbed her brows helplessly.
On the other side, Fu Sichen, who had successfully made an appointment, glanced at him, and gold medal assistant Chen Yan took action quickly.
Within five minutes, all the first-tier clothing brands in Beijing had sent photos of their latest haute couture dresses.
¡°It is a man¡¯s duty to buy something for his own woman. Fu Thiela Youqian Si Chen waved his hand and quickly settled on dozens of sets.
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Song Yiyi was standing in front of the mirror wearing a light cyan floor-length skirt. Her slim waist was tied with a complicated knot, which made the whole dress more layered and gorgeous.
She looked at herself in the glasses, and her heart, which had been agitated by Song Muyao's anger, finally calmed down.
Although the designer of this dress is not as good as Yin Yu, at least the dress itself is beautiful and matches her temperament very well.
She turned around and faced Fang Luoyu with a blushing face: "Brother Luo Yu, does this look good on me?"
Fang Luoyu was already filled with amazement: "It looks good! Yiyi, do you know? This dress is simply tailor-made for you!"
As he spoke, he walked forward, put his arms around Song Yiyi's waist, and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"When I think about tomorrow, you will wear such beautiful clothes and become my fianc¨¦e, I can't wait"
"Brother Luo Yu" Song Yiyi shyly buried her head in Fang Luoyu's arms.
With the beauty in his arms, Fang Luoyu was in a good mood. He took out his black card and handed it to the young waitress next to him: "Wrap your clothes."
"yes¡¡"
The waitress smiled happily and was about to pick up the black card when the store manager walked in hurriedly.
"Wait a minute!"
The waitress¡¯s hand stopped immediately.
She glanced at the store manager awkwardly and took a step back silently.
Fang Luoyu¡¯s black card just stopped in mid-air, and no one dared to reach out to pick it up.
His face immediately sank: "What do you mean?"
The store manager smiled along with him and walked up to him: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, someone just bought this dress."
"Did you buy it?"
Hearing this, Fang Luoyu gave a cold voice, "I remember you said when we first entered the store that this dress just arrived in the morning and no one has tried it on yet, right?"
The store manager looked embarrassed: "Yes."
"So far, no one else has been in the store. So, who bought it? Did a ghost buy it?" Fang Luoyu suddenly raised his voice. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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