Chief husband, strong love!

Even if she didn't see one, she didn't suffer.

She was not afraid to meet song Zicheng, but wanted to see how he sent the invitation to force her to get the certificate.

"What else can you do when you go to fashion week? Your husband who bought it hasn't given you his marriage certificate yet?" Mia sat on the sofa with her notebook in her arms and asked questions curiously.

Shen Enron: "

Bought husband

She doesn't know how to explain to MIA that she can't afford yeshengting.

However, ye Shengting's style of hiding behind the scenes should not like to be criticized. She still didn't explain after consideration.

"I see! You want to see the director, don't you?" Mia said excitedly and searched, "or, producer? Star Scout? Whoever it is, brush your face first!"

She said, and immediately jumped down from the sofa and looked at Shen Enron from head to foot.

"Ya Ya, what are you doing?" Shen Enron was helpless like a model to be manipulated by her.

However, Mia's acumen in this area is really outstanding. The only pity is that most of her clothes are in the Shen family. The balance in her bank card is limited, and it is impossible to spend a lot of money on gift skirts, so she dresses casually.

"No, good." Mia shook her head. "Your dress is OK in school, literary fairy, but in fashion week, everyone is wearing war robes. If you go so far, others will think you are a little Wenqing reporter."

Shen Enron looked down at his long skirt.

When she was looking for a skirt, she really didn't pay attention to the appearance. All she could think of was the sentence of yeshengting. Skirts should not be above the knee.

"Yes!" Mia seemed to suddenly think of something. She took a few steps and ran to look in her luggage. "Some time ago, I went home to find my brother's custom costume and picked up a few more skirts. It's very good."

Shen Enron remembered that MIA seemed to mention that her brother was a fashion designer, just a little famous one.

"Remember to have the skirt over the knee." She couldn't help reminding.

Night Shengting's request, like a magic spell, couldn't stop in her mind.

Mia was speechless. "Enron, are you from the Qing Dynasty? Your legs are so beautiful. Why do you want to block them?"

"My husband said, the rules of his family." Shen Enron found a reason.

"He is a man who sells himself to make money and asks so much." Mia shook her head and fished out a gradually changing red ankle length skirt. "This one."

Shen Enron changed her long skirt, and Mia got her hair with a curling stick.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I have lost the usual student spirit and the docility of catering to the Song family.

The snow red skirt made her whole person bright, bright but not vulgar.

"Well, you believe me!" Mia was stunned and slapped, "tall and temperament, different from the previous style. It's amazing. Song Zicheng didn't want you because he was blind."

Looking at the mirror, Shen Enron is in a trance. In fact, song Zicheng won't like her.

In his eyes, she is just an unclean, even shameless woman.

If he cares about this, she can accept it, but he should not deceive her for shares and tell her that he is disgusted when he sees her

"Why are you stunned? It's not early. Go quickly." Mia looked at her achievements with satisfaction and couldn't wait in her heart. She hoped song Zicheng would regret it.