"I'm afraid you'll forget today..." Ye Maoshan could hear the sleepiness in her voice, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Then I'll ask Aunt Lan to bring the clothes over later."
Qiao Nian adjusted to the strong light of the day and sobered up a little: "Clothes?"
Ye Maoshan said with a smile: "I know you haven't prepared anything, so I asked someone to prepare a few sets of clothes for you. Pick the ones you like. If they don't fit, tell your Aunt Lan and ask her to buy them... There's still time, so you can make it."
Qiao Nian pressed his hand on his temple and felt his heart beating violently there. It was as if someone was hitting his head with a stick, making a banging sound.
"I… "
"That `s a deal."
Ye Maoshan was so immersed in his joy that he didn't notice that Qiao Nian hadn't finished speaking.
"I'll go pick up your grandfather first."
Qiao Nian was interrupted by him and pursed her lips. However, she didn't want to disobey the old man's kindness, so she kept her eyes open and heard the other party hang up the phone.
She felt annoyed, threw her phone on the bed, got up and took a cold shower in the bathroom.
The weather in early October is still a bit cold.
Qiao Nian, however, likes to take a cold shower to refresh herself.
…
downstairs.
There were bursts of doorbell ringing at the door.
Gu San had to put down the work he was doing, wiped his hands and walked out.
“Ding Dong Ding Dong~”
"I'm coming."
He walked in a hurry, and the people outside were urging him to walk in an even faster pace.
When Gu San passed by the living room, he saw Ye Wangchuan with a laptop on his lap, leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking very leisurely. He sighed that they were the same people but had different fates, and went to open the door honestly.
As soon as the door was opened, people came in one after another, pushing things and almost drowning Gu San.
"Wait, what are you doing?"
Rhine is Ye Wangchuan's territory. Gu San rarely encounters the current situation. Usually, the only people who come here are Qin Si, Zhang Yang and a few people of Old Master Ye.
Otherwise there are a few friends of Miss Qiao.
Gu San had never seen things come in first, and when people came in later, he asked what these things were... and they hit him in the face.
But no one paid any attention to him.
After a group of people moved the messy things into the entrance hall, Gu San also saw clearly what they had forced in.
It was a row of movable hangers, with a dozen or so dresses of various styles hanging on them. What had just hit his face was the fluffy hem of one of the dresses. The layers of material looked like clouds spreading across the sky...
Gu San's nerves twitched. He was dumbfounded when he thought that there was only one person in his family who could wear these clothes.
"No, these aren't for Miss Qiao to wear, are they?"
Miss Qiao... Gu San's mind flashed with the image of Qiao Nian, who was cold, irritable and difficult to deal with. Then he looked at the row of colorful evening dresses in front of him.
I really can't imagine how the two can be combined.
Miss Joe in an evening gown…
It’s not that her looks can’t support it, but... Gu San can’t imagine her wearing these things.
At this time, most of the things had been moved in. One of the short-haired women dressed as a team leader stood out and stretched out her hand to him: "Hello, we are from the Genting Modeling Studio."
She had a pretty face and neat short hair. She looked back at the various boxes and hangers at the door and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, we have too many things. It's not easy to leave them outside, so we moved them in first."
Gu San was overwhelmed. He stretched out his hand and shook her lightly before letting go: "You guys?" (End of this chapter)