Chapter 78 Fang Lan
"These are all ready, let her pick them out later." Tang Chuyan turned off the tablet, he could imagine how each skirt would look on Mu Penghuan, they were all beautiful, and he couldn't choose.

"Yes."

At the appointed time in the afternoon, Tang Chuyan came to pick up Mu Penghuan in person.

He got out of the car and opened the co-pilot's door for Mu Penghuan himself.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Tang Chuyan leaned on the steering wheel and looked sideways at her.

Tang Leng had already reported the bullying she suffered at school. Although she solved it perfectly in the end, she was a little disappointed when she thought that he didn't help.

Sometimes he selfishly hopes that Mu Penghuan will not be so strong, and that she will come to him when she encounters difficulties, whether she asks him to complain or help, he will be happy.

But every time he was not only unable to help, but even knew about it, he was also ranked last.

The reason why he asked that question was because he expected what Mu Penghuan would do.

When Mu Penghuan heard this question, he was not sure what he meant for a while.

"Are you performing? The progress is very fast today. You helped me a lot last night, thank you." Mu Penghuan could only think of this matter.

But Tang Chuyan didn't get the answer he wanted, so he turned around to hide the loneliness in front of him.

Forget it, since she doesn't want to say it, let's help her solve it silently.

The luxury car accelerated, and Tang Chuyan took her to a high-end private makeup salon.

"This is my college classmate's shop. She hasn't done styling for people for a long time. I heard that I'm going to bring you here. For the first time, I'm willing to do it myself." When Tang Chuyan said this, he leaned over and helped her unbuckle her seat belt. .

Mu Penghuan couldn't hear what he said, the tip of his nose was full of his smell, and his mouth was not controlled by his brain, "It smells good."

"What?" Tang Chuyan withdrew his hand so that he could look at her leisurely.

Mu Penghuan knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, worried that the description would become darker, so he opened the car door and ran away.

Tang Chuyan laughed, this woman really looks like a child sometimes.

Lock the car and enter the store with Mu Penghuan. There is a lot of space inside, but there are only seven or eight seats, and the seats are full of people.

Without exception, these women are all wealthy wives who have the condition to carry the extinct money of Hermes. They are well maintained, and Mu Penghuan can't guess how old they are.

"Vincent! You're finally here." A man dressed in a very unique way came out.

He cut his hair short and dyed it red, and the makeup on his face was more delicate than that of a girl.

"He has such a personality." Mu Penghuan said in a low voice. She has also come into contact with such people, and most of them have good personalities.

"Well, but he won't like me." After Tang Chuyan finished speaking, she walked up to him and gave him a big hug.

Mu Penghuan stood where he was, not understanding the meaning of his words.

"This is Ms. Mu." Wen Lan stood beside Mu Penghuan, and he extended his hand politely, "Hi, my name is Wen Lan. I have been living abroad before and only came back in recent years."

Mu Penghuan reached out to shake hands with him, but he always felt that Wenlan looked at him with strange eyes. If I had to describe it, it was like a wolf seeing a sheep, and his eyes were shining.

"Chu Yan, why are you so lucky to have such a beautiful woman?" Wen Lan felt it the first time she saw Mu Penghuan, and she could create countless possibilities on her face.

Tang Chuyan inserted forcefully between the two of them, and said in a volume that only Wenlan could hear: "She is mine, so don't make up your mind."

"Cut." Wen Lan pushed him away mercilessly, and put on a friendly smile again, "Miss Mu, I have an unfeeling request, can I ask you to be my model?"

Tang Chuyan now regrets bringing Mu Penghuan here, but Wenlan is here to pry the corner.

"What model?" Mu Penghuan asked curiously.

"I'm a makeup artist and I hardly create anymore, but you inspire me and make a lot of ideas pop into my head in a flash."

Wen Lan changed into an aggrieved expression, "Well, you know, inspiration is very important to a creator, otherwise I wouldn't have created works for so many years."

"This..." Mu Penghuan hesitated, looked at Tang Chuyan, and asked for his opinion.

Tang Chuyan supported his forehead and finally nodded.

Wen Lan was forced by his family to study business, and became Tang Chuyan's college classmate. However, during school, he had been tinkering with makeup. It must be said that he was extremely talented.

At that time, the family would not give him extra pocket money, just to prevent him from using the money to do things other than business.

Therefore, Wen Lan has made many boyfriends by virtue of her beautiful appearance. As for the reason, they are all models, and he has not been tempted by anyone yet.

This is also the reason for chasing Tang Chuyan before.

Wenlan felt that Tang Chuyan's face was a gift from heaven, so she stalked him. Later, Tang Chuyan took the trouble and paid for his hobbies.

Although Wen Lan regretted it, she still happily took his money.

In the process, although the two hated each other, they became good friends until now.

Although Tang Chuyan felt that Wen Lan's prying was very immoral, but he hadn't done it for so many years, and now it's a good thing that he has inspiration again. If Mu Penghuan himself had no objection, he wouldn't say anything.

Mu Penghuan saw that Tang Chuyan agreed, and her first impression of Wenlan was also very good, so she agreed to him.

"Oyes!" Wen Lan wanted to kiss Mu Penghuan, but he could only hold back because Tang Chuyan was at the scene.

"Let's go, Ms. Mu, let's go upstairs to pick out clothes, and then I'll style you according to your clothes." Fang Wen was very gentlemanly, and he swung his right hand a few times in the air, like a prince inviting a princess, put his right hand on the In front of Mu Penghuan.

"Okay." Mu Penghuan found him interesting and handed him his hand.

Before going upstairs, Fang Wen gave Tang Chuyan a very haughty look, "Please do yourself, sir, we will go up first."

After speaking, Fang Wen took Mu Penghuan to his special dressing room. Tang Chuyan knew it was a joke, and followed after smiling.

There were five dresses hanging on hangers in the room.

The bright yellow princess dress, layer upon layer of tulle is dreamy and delicate.

The lake blue silk dress, the upper body is embroidered with gradient rhinestones, which is bright and bright under the light, and the skirt on the lower body is super large and three-dimensional.

The beige slim tube top skirt has a large pleated belt extending from the left chest to the lower right, which is full of design.

The white minimalist suit skirt has no extra design on the whole body, which looks simple and atmospheric.

The last is a red evening dress with a suspender design, which is full of charm. It is covered with sequins. Every step you take, different parts of the skirt alternately reflect dazzling light.

Each one is beautiful to the extreme, and they all fit Mu Penghuan's temperament very well. Even if she is herself, she can't pick a favorite.

(End of this chapter)

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