Chapter 63
This scene alone looks like a small palace, I'm afraid the clothes here are not cheap.

As soon as Lu Ming came in, he randomly found a seat and sat down.

The clerk came up and introduced Jing Yiren one by one.

"Miss, our embroidery here is all hand-embroidered, lifelike, world-class, not as rigid as computer embroidery, and look at this dress, you must be beautiful in it."

The clerk showed Jing Yiren a recent new dress.

Jing Yiren glanced lazily, but didn't look much.

Can this kind of thing be considered the top in the world?Even her previous maid embroidered better than this one, so if she opened a shop like this, wouldn't she be getting rich?

After walking around the store, the embroidery here is too ordinary in her eyes.

Jing Yiren chose a purple-red dress and showed it to Lu Ming: "Does this look good?"

Looking at this dress, Lu Ming's eyes widened. It has to be said that Jing Yi's eyes are more independent than before.It's really nice.

But the style of this dress is a bit immature, and Jing Yiren wears it in the same way, not suitable for his mother.

"It's okay." Lu Ming said indifferently.

Lu Ming said it was okay, but Jing Yiren pouted and shook her head.

"The embroidery on it is too petty and not vivid enough. If it is worn by Lu Ming's mother, it must be more generous, so as to look more luxurious and graceful."

"You're right." The corner of Lu Ming's mouth raised a faint smile.

Indeed, if the embroidery of this dress is changed to more flamboyant and grand flowers, it will be suitable for elegant and luxurious women.

When the clerk heard this, his face changed. Their store has won praises from all over the country, and the embroidery masters have all won awards. They don't know whether people will buy it or not, so they comment on their poor embroidery of clothes.

"Miss! This is the most popular style this year. If you don't know how to embroider, don't judge our products. This is the result of our best master's hard work."

Hearing this, Jing Yiren almost burst out laughing: "Is this still the show of the best master?"

"..." The receptionist was angry but didn't want to contradict the guest, and asked instead, "Miss, do you want this?"

Jing Yiren smiled lightly and whispered to Lu Ming, asking him to buy this dress and some gold and silver threads by the way.

On the big table at the reception in the store, they picked all the flowers of the dress they showed, leaving only a few flowers that she could see well, and decorated them.

In just a quarter of an hour, Jing Yiren has already shown off the lotus blossoms, which are gorgeous but not coquettish, pure but not light, and lifelike. They are printed on this purple-red silk skirt, and with the shaking of the skirt, it looks like a real flower The beautiful flowers sway in the spring breeze.

Lu Ming, who had been sitting calmly on the sofa, had eyes so deep that he couldn't see the bottom, and he couldn't calm down at this moment.

He stood up and walked towards her calmly, watching her embroider carefully and stitch by stitch.

He never knew that Jing Yiren could embroider, and he was so proficient in it.

A few strands of hair fell down from her beautiful side face with her head down. Jing Yiren embroidered two stitches, raised her hand to pull the hair behind her ears, and then fell down again. Second-rate.

She was too serious about her show, and she pulled her hair back when she got used to it, and didn't care.

This time before her hair fell down, Lu Ming suddenly raised his hand and gently pulled her behind her ear to help her hold down, and winked at the driver behind him.

(End of this chapter)

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