Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 164 Like Shit

Yu Wen'an's face was exposed from the lowered car window: "Sister-in-law, here."

An Ranran was puzzled for a moment, and after opening the door and getting into the car, she immediately asked her own question: "Can a soldier still drive a private car?"

Yu Wen'an smiled: "I can't, but today I rest!"

An Ranran didn't say anything anymore, Yu Wen'an's family was rich, she knew about it.

The car drove all the way to Fuyuan Hotel, but An Ranran didn't expect that this hotel was actually in the military area.

"It is said to be a hotel, but it is actually a place specially used by the military region to entertain distinguished guests and hold banquets. It is usually difficult for someone like you without a military rank to come in."

An Ranran smiled: "Then thank you for bringing me in this time to see the world."

Yu Wen'an looked at her embarrassedly: "Sister-in-law, don't worry too much, I'm not kidding you."

"Don't worry too much, I'm not laughing at you either!"

After saying this, both of them laughed.

When their laughter stopped, the car also parked in the parking lot.

Afterwards, Yu Wen'an brought An Ranran to the door of a room: "This is a special place for female guests to change clothes, put on makeup and rest. Go and change, I'll wait for you outside."

After An Ranran nodded in thanks, he opened the door and walked in.

The room is very large, and there are several dedicated changing rooms.

An Ranran took her luggage, walked into one of them, took off her clothes, and put on the light yellow dress.

There is a characteristic of goose yellow, it is easier to set off fair-skinned people whiter, but if people with dark skin wear it, it will make it darker.

Fortunately, An Ranran is not dark, so when the clothes are put on, they immediately have a dazzling effect.

The eye-catching color itself should not be too complicated in style, so An Ranran simply made it into a tube top dress, and the neckline was just two finger-wide shoulder straps.

This width is just right, and can completely hide her underwear straps.

After changing her clothes, she took out another pearl necklace and put it on. The warm and soft matte white suppressed the flamboyant yellow just right.

On her feet are a pair of stiletto shoes, the same dumb white color, echoing up and down with the necklace around her neck, making the whole dress bright but not obtrusive, revealing a sense of harmony from top to bottom.

The black hair was still without any decorations, just casually draped over the shoulders, like a black waterfall, agile and smooth.

An Ranran looked in the mirror and cleaned herself up before pushing the door out.

As soon as he walked out, someone exclaimed in surprise: "This dress is so beautiful, where did you buy it?"

An Ranran returned with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment, I designed this myself!"

"Designed by yourself?" The girl who asked the question obviously didn't believe it. "You are too capable, but I know that designing clothes is not just a word of mouth."

When the two were chatting, a voice suddenly came in: "An Ranran!"

An Ranran turned her head, only to see Fu Mengdi sitting in front of a makeup mirror next to her.

The eyes of the two met, and a disdainful line appeared on the corner of Fu Mengdi's mouth: "Are you going to start promoting your street stall again?"

An Ranran's face darkened, and he looked over with cold eyes: "Your arsenic, my honey! Your so-called street stalls are, to me, a high-end and high-end isolated version!"

Fu Mengdi sneered: "Guban, do you really think you are an internationally renowned design master?"

An Ranran took a deep breath: "Fu Mengdi, I didn't want to say it at first, but since you want to hear it so much, then I'm not going to be polite. Now I want to ask you, are you wearing clothes or designer clothes? ?”

Fu Mengdi frowned, every time An Ranran became serious, she would feel inexplicably nervous.But this time An Ranran seemed to be out of standard, so she responded with a sneer: "I wear clothes, of course, and a master designer is a human being, how can I wear them on my body?"

What An Ranran was waiting for was this sentence: "In this case, how do you distinguish between clothes and clothes?"

Fu Mengdi didn't want to debate this issue with An Ranran, so she definitely wanted to confirm her thoughts: "The designer's design is a famous brand, and yours is at most a street stall!"

"Really? Then let me ask your well-known design masters. How many do you know? How do you know that what they design is a famous brand? According to your theory, if a designer designs a pile of shit, it is also a famous brand." ?”

Fu Mengdi's face instantly flushed with anger: "An Ranran, what kind of place is this, how can you spit obscenities like that?"

"If you're talking to a classy person, use classy words, and you're nothing but a piece of shit!"

"You..." Fu Mengdi's flushed face gradually turned blue.

An Ranran snorted, turned around, and said to the onlookers: "In my opinion, famous brands have their merits, but the one that suits you is the best. I don't know if you have any This feeling?"

An Ranran's question was extremely ingenious. After the verbal battle between her and Fu Mengdi, who would admit that even if the designer designed a piece of shit, he would still go after it?

What's more, for such a high-level banquet, none of the girls who are qualified to attend is an ignorant white man.

And as long as anyone with some knowledge, it is impossible for him to become those unrecognizable cats and dogs who are obscured by everyone.So being different can show your own taste and high-end.

An Ranran smiled: "Although this dress of mine is not the work of a well-known designer, it is processed by me according to my own characteristics. You see, I made a few wrinkles on the waistline on purpose. This will prevent the skirt from being too tight and causing inconvenience..."

Everyone was attracted by An Ranran's introduction and gathered around one after another.

The girl who just chatted with An Ranran asked a special question: "Your shoulder straps are also specially designed, but I noticed that its width is slightly longer than your underwear straps, just right, put the underwear straps Cover!"

"Yes." An Ranran replied with a smile.

Seeing that An Ranran made most people agree with her point of view with just a few words, and also logically drew everyone's attention to her own clothes design, Fu Mengdi was so angry with her teeth that she interrupted without hesitation Asked:
"An Ranran, stop promoting your designs, I think you might as well talk about why you came here?"

An Ranran returned neither humble nor overbearing: "A friend invites you!"

"Friend? Is that your boyfriend who is a soldier?"

Fu Mengdi raised some voices.

(End of this chapter)