Chapter 11 Qin Zheng (2)

After having lunch with Mo, I went back to the mansion.

Mrs. Zhao was happily choosing among a large pile of clothes with two or three girls in uniform.Looking up and seeing me, she smiled and said, "Shaolin, it's just in time for me to come back. I was just about to call you. Come and have a look, which one do you like?"

I forced a smile, now I am not in the mood to help her choose clothes, but she is also one of my bosses, so I have to perfunctory.

I walked over to have a look. They were all evening dresses, made of satin, in various styles and colors, and they all looked very gorgeous.

I picked out a light purple mid-sleeved long dress with a round neck and simple lines. The fabric has a faint luster under the light. It must be eye-catching and dignified when worn.I said, "Mom, I think this one is really nice."

She picked it up, looked at it, frowned and said: "This style is too conservative, I can wear it fine, but you are too old-fashioned!"

"I wear it?" I pointed to my nose

She smiled: "Why are you so surprised? You are going to accompany Xicheng to a business reception tonight, and he specially asked the best dress shop in the city to send clothes for you to choose. Look, Xicheng cares about you!"

"Business reception?" I suddenly felt that the first and the second were big. I was a person who had never seen the world, so I was really afraid of making a fool of myself.I asked cautiously, "Can't I go?"

Mrs. Zhao raised her eyebrows: "How can I do that? You are the wife of the general manager of the Zhao Group. You must attend some important occasions. This is also the duty of the wife of the Zhao family!"

Since it's the responsibility, I can't shirk it, so let's face it, I'll laugh more and talk less!

When Zhao Xicheng came back to pick me up, I was already dressed up.

Light yellow knee-length dress, small round neck, tulle design to the chest, the skirt line is very smooth, bringing out the femininity and beauty of women.It is said to be the work of top French masters.

My hair and outfit are also made by a professional stylist. My long black hair is curled first, and then combed into a simple bun, leaving a few strands of hair inadvertently. When I walk around, the hair dances gently, revealing a kind of Coquettish and agile.

My face is lightly made up, and the stylist's random strokes make my skin more crystal clear and supple, my eyes more vivid, and my lips more rosy and lustrous.

This makes me admire this stylist very much, and I must worship him as my teacher in the future if I have the opportunity!

When I walked out of the hall and faced Zhao Xicheng, he stared at me for a few seconds. This kind of dumbfounded expression had never appeared on him who was always calm and ruthless. It really made me vain Even though this body is not mine.

Today he is also dressed like a dog, and he really looks like a beast in Amani.I couldn't help looking at it again and again, and finally I had to admit that although this guy was hateful, he was indeed a monster, an extremely beautiful wolf monster.

When he saw me staring at him, he immediately recovered from his stupid state and smiled at me, which I thought was shamelessly seductive, because I immediately blushed.

He came over, wrapped his arms around my waist, and whispered in my ear: "Today is beautiful." His voice was full of laughter, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

I don't know how ambiguous our posture is at this time, and I didn't break free from him in time.It can be seen how terrifying the power of "color" is!
"I heard you went back to your mother's house today?" He asked casually

One sentence brought up my sadness, and the fleeting figure of Qingyi clearly appeared in my mind.My mood immediately darkened.

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(End of this chapter)

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