Rich Woman's Love

This is to say Murong Lifen's heart, looking at the shoes in the shoe cabinet, only a few pairs of their own wear very comfortable, but with the son high, for a long time, no one can stand.

"Well, this time it's a fashion show. Make up must be simple. It's time to make up. Besides, the hair is scattered like this. The wine red waves are the most beautiful!" Xiaolan looks around Murong Lifen and says.

"Thank you for coming to help me!" Murong Lifen with Xiaolan, a lot of things do not have to personally, what to worry about, really tired.

"What's the matter? What's the relationship between us? At that time, I just wanted to follow you. Unexpectedly, I left one for Xiao Li, but now it's OK. I'll take care of everything!" Xiaolan said with a smile.

"It's almost time. The show starts at ten o'clock. Now it's nine o'clock. Let's go!" Xiaolan looks at the time, mentions Murong Lifen's bag, looks at her and says.

"Well, OK, let's go when I change my shoes first!" The car was waiting outside. The driver opened the door. As soon as Murong Lifen was about to sit in, she took a look at the house next door. The door was closed. After thinking about it, she remembered that lonely Zhenyu must have gone to work now. He said that she would be in before 8 a.m.

Murong Lifen left home. When she arrived at the venue, it was full of reporters. As soon as she saw her car, she surrounded her. Xiaolan and several bodyguards immediately stepped forward to separate the reporters and said with a smile, "OK, all journalists, we still have a show. Please don't stop. When Murong Lifen's show is over, we will give you time to interview, OK? Excuse me, please Xiaolan explained all the way, Murong Lifen arrived at the venue safely.

"Oh, you're here at last. I'm really afraid that you'll be blocked by reporters! People are different when they are red! " In the dressing room, mei'er saw Murong Lifen and immediately said sarcastically.

Xiaolan smiles and leads Murong Lifen to the seat. Immediately two staff members come over and give her the clothes Murong Lifen wants to wear.

"I'll keep the clothes for you! You wear this one first, and you'll be on the stage soon! Make up artist, wear clothes to make up again Xiaolan immediately stood aside and began to command.

Outside the music sounded, and a nice voice said, "Hello, everyone, welcome to our beautiful service clothing exhibition. I'm the person in charge of the repair service. My name is Huang puliang. Now, without more words, we'll start the model show!"

As soon as Huang puliang's voice fell to the ground, the music began to ring. Murong Lifen was the first one to appear as a model. Everyone was watching. Murong Lifen smiled in the mirror and went out.

Meier takes a look at the assistant behind her, and then goes out with a smile. Xiaolan is on the side. The conductor, the makeup artist, starts to prepare hair accessories for a while. After a circle of at least 20 minutes, the makeup is enough.

"Xiao Lan Jie, eyebrow sister's mascara can not be found. Can you lend me some help?" Eyebrow's assistant immediately comes forward, three people round Xiaolan's constant lobbying Xiaolan frown, looks at the crowd to say, "Mascara needs to be painted several times?"

The assistant was slightly shocked and immediately smiled and said, "Tu Mei has the final say, lend us a look!" Xiaolan frowned, looked at the makeup artist and said, "give them one!"

The makeup artist picked one and handed it to the assistant. The assistant smiled and looked at mei'er. He immediately said, "thank you very much!"

Murong Lifen stepped out in high heels. At the bottom of the venue, in the center, she saw Huang puliang. After only one more look, she looked up and went on. Huang puliang was smiling all the time, looking at Murong Lifen's dazzling performance on the stage. Who knows that she was different from the one on the stage.

Huang puliang thinks that Murong Lifen's way of speaking is funny, and it's meaningless to see other models. After Murong Lifen leaves the stage, she says she's thirsty, so Xiaolan immediately turns around and goes to buy something to drink. She knows that Murong Lifen doesn't like sweet things and tastes bad at the moment, but to keep fit.

"It's OK, don't run!" Murong Lifen looks at Xiaolan with a smile and runs out quickly. The make-up artist immediately starts to make up, and then hands the clothes to Murong Lifen. Murong Lifen enters the dressing room and doesn't come out after a long time. The make-up artist asks strangely outside, "Miss Murong Lifen, time is coming up, is it ready?"

Murong Lifen stood in the dressing room and looked at the clothes in her hand. She was speechless, which was obviously twisted with scissors. However, now this is not the most important. How can she get out? All the clothes are on the guest's list. Even if she was wearing the clothes just now, she could not go out.

This is the fashion show of new clothes. What should I do!

"What's the matter? It's almost time. Haven't you changed it yet? " Xiao Lan came over and looked at the makeup artist in front of the dressing room and asked.

"I don't know. Miss Murong didn't come out again after she went in!" Makeup artist some worry said.

"What? You wait, I'll go in and have a look! " Xiaolan then knocked on the door and said to the door, "Murong Lifen, it's me. Open the door and let me have a look!"

Murong Lifen heard Xiao Lan's voice and opened the door of the dressing room. Looking at the clothes in Murong Lifen's hand, Xiao Lan immediately frowned and said, "I don't think you've gone out, so I guessed it would be like this. These people are too bold to walk on the stage, but today is the clothing conference. All the clothes are cut, It's all printed out as pamphlets and distributed to the people who are working on it. Everyone, that is, journalists of the media, is a newspaper. What should we do now? "

Murong Lifen frowned, looked at the clothes and said, "let's change it. I can't wear this kind of clothes any more, but it takes time to mend it. It's still in the most conspicuous part of the chest. We can't help it!"

Xiaolan looked at Murong Lifen in embarrassment and said, "forget it, just me!"

Murong Lifen said, "no, I'll do it myself. If something happens, I can say it's my sudden fancy. Otherwise, how can you cover up such a thing?" Murong Lifen said, let Xiaolan to get scissors, needle and thread.

When Xiaolan walks past, Murong Lifen has taken off her clothes. Xiaolan hands the scissors to Murong Lifen. Murong Lifen immediately cuts an evening dress into a bra, and then wears it with string in the rotten part of her chest to make it look like a shoe rope. She doesn't wear it regularly. Xiaolan smiles and says, "in this way, this dress looks much better, You should be a designer! "

Murong Lifen said with a smile, "what kind of designer, if you encounter this kind of thing more often, you will usually have a look at how to dismantle clothes! This can also be said to be my eccentricity

Xiaolan immediately laughs, and joking comes back to joking. Xiaolan quickly helps Murong Lifen to put on her clothes. Just after putting on, the last model has already come down. Murong Lifen immediately takes a few steps to meet her.

As soon as Murong Lifen came to the stage, there was a buzzing sound from the bottom. Murong Lifen knew that many people couldn't see the clothes on their bodies in the pamphlet in their hands, and then they muttered.

Murong Lifen calmly walks on the stage, and touches Huang puliang's inquiring eyes. Murong Lifen slightly frowns, and Huang puliang seems to understand. When people see that Huang puliang doesn't say much, they still sit firmly in the chair, thinking that there is something wrong with printing, they don't say much.

Murong Lifen went down, and mei'er came up. This dress is just on the second page. It's inevitable that everyone has doubts. Mei'er came up in red, and Murong Lifen went down as if nothing had happened.

Xiaolan has been taking care of her, holding her clothes in her arms. Now, no one can get close to these clothes.

"This is the third one. Go and change it." Xiaolan has checked all the clothes, but only one of them has a problem. Murong Lifen quickly puts on her clothes, takes the water from Xiaolan, and takes a sip of it.

"Here, the color is too dark, press down a little bit!" Murong Lifen looked at her makeup and said calmly.

Xiaolan looks at the makeup artist and nods to agree with Murong Lifen.

"It's just right here. After going out for a while, you won't worry about it. Otherwise, your face is too pale and there is no stereoscopic feeling!" The makeup artist frowned with disapproval.

"Oh, yes. Do you think there is anything else that needs to be changed?" Murong Lifen looked at the makeup artist and said.

"No, change your hair a little bit!" The makeup artist said that he had already quickly started to close his curly hair, and just pinned it with a hairpin, it was already very beautiful.

"Thank you very much." Murong Lifen is very satisfied with a simple look, and then stood up to wait for the last person to leave, he can play.

"Yo, you are really versatile. You can do all the tailor's work. However, I heard that after the show, you have to say something to the reporter. Please explain your clothes. It's time for the organizer's clothes. I'll see how you explain it!" Mei'er stands beside Murong Lifen and says with a little complacency.

"Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it!" Murong Lifen cold face, a face don't care, eyebrow son didn't see Murong Lifen's nervous expression, immediately disappointed left, then dropped a "I see when you can show off, have you wrestling time!"

Xiaolan went to Murong Lifen's side and said with embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I'm negligent. You almost can't make this show!"

Murong Lifen said with a smile, "it's OK. Now there's nothing left, so don't think about it any more. After I finish the show, let's talk about it together. It's just that after the show, how can I explain to the reporter?"

Xiaolan also frowned and said, "you should concentrate on the show first. You can give me the explanation. I'll find a good reason!"

Murong Lifen nodded, stepped on the idea of music and went out again, still shining Murong Lifen.

In an inconspicuous place under the stage, a man stood there and looked at Murong Lifen on the stage. His eyes were full of questions. He didn't know whether he was to Murong Lifen or to himself, but no one knew that he had been here. After watching for a while, when Murong Lifen's appearance led to a riot, the man quietly left the crowd and didn't know where he had gone.

The whole show lasted two hours. Murong Lifen walked here for five times. Finally, the last one came down. The exit was surrounded by models who had not been on stage. Murong Lifen had already started to dress and was ready to go out.

"Xiaolan, what do you think we should do? What excuse should I use to cover up the problem this time? " Murong Lifen's heart is really in a mess, but for a while, she can't find a good way, so she is really helpless.

"Murong Lifen, how dare you change my clothes without permission?" A man's voice, Murong Lifen, turns his head and sees a very feminine man standing in front of Murong Lifen, looking at Murong Lifen, holding out a orchid finger and pointing at Murong Lifen to complain.

"Well, Hello, who are you?" Although Murong Lifen recognized that he must be the designer of this fashion show, he still had to act silly when necessary.

But someone didn't give her the chance“ Why do you pretend to be stupid for me? Who doesn't know I'm the designer of this show? " Frank looked at Murong Lifen's face and yelled. Because he was backstage, he would not worry about being photographed by reporters.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's true. I found that my clothes were rotten when I was dressing. I have no choice in this place. I know you're very famous. I'm also thinking about your reputation. If something goes wrong, you will suffer a loss? What's more, if you lend me some courage, I won't dare to tamper with your clothes! " Murong Lifen quickly started dancing, hand and mouth with the explanation.

"Hum, you..." what else did Frank want to say? Behind him came a man's call, "frank!"

The man turned his head, Murong Lifen also turned his head, at the same time showed a surprise "Huangpu liang?"

Frank walked a few steps with a smile, looked at Huang puliang and said, "my boss, how did you come here?"