"Miss Song, you have an invitation letter."
Uncle Zhang handed over the invitation letter to Song Yaoyao. The cover was gilded on a black background, low-key and luxurious.
I don't know when it started, Song Yaoyao seems to have completely returned to normal. Then I remembered that her mobile phone was lost, and now I don't know where it is. I was sluggish a few days ago, so I forgot to reapply for a new card.
Also just completed it today.
She told Huo Jiu that if she couldn't find it, she would send her a message. If found, do not reply.
She opened the invitation letter and smiled inexplicably.
Uncle Zhang saw that her smile didn't look happy, but it didn't look angry either.
"Is Miss Song going? I'll call someone to prepare it for you."
Song Yaoyao looked at the attentive Uncle Zhang, only to realize that Uncle Zhang had aged a lot overnight, "Uncle Zhang, do you want me to go?"
Uncle Zhang laughed, "You are always bored at home, and it's good to go out for a walk once in a while, just to relax. I think Miss Tang and the others should also receive the invitation letter, and you won't be lonely when you go."
maybe.
Song Yaoyao closed the invitation letter, "Then go."
"Hey! I'll order someone to prepare it for you!"
Uncle Zhang was very happy, and he hoped that Song Yaoyao could come out. Don't find Huo Yunque, she dragged herself down first.
Seeing his busy appearance, Song Yaoyao couldn't help but smile.
It will be fine for sure.
She firmly believed.
"Song Yaoyao."
The dress was delivered directly to the home by the person in charge of the brand, and the manager wearing a professional suit used professional vocabulary to recommend Song Yaoyao.
A voice suddenly appeared, interrupting all this.
"You go out first."
Song Yaoyao squinted her eyes, watching Huo Ningxi chasing people away as soon as she came in, she snorted, "Huo Ningxi, don't force me to hit you."
She still remembers the hatred from last time. Although Huo Yunque vented his anger for her, it doesn't mean that she has forgotten what happened that day.
What an interesting person, you only know regret after you lose it, what's the use
this-
It stands to reason that Song Yaoyao is the patron, but Huo Ningxi is the young master of the Huo family.
The two faced each other tit for tat. It was neither right to let a group of people who came to deliver the dresses go, nor to stay. They stood there in embarrassment, trying to reduce their sense of existence, so as not to be affected by disaster.
Huo Ningxi pursed his lips, and looked at Song Yaoyao seriously.
There was a dull pain in his back again, and he suddenly asked, "Are you sure I want everyone present to hear my question?"
"Then why do you think I really want to hear it? I'm looking at the dress, and now I'm asking you to go out."
Song Yaoyao's tone was not polite at all, and her eyes became extremely cold.
Huo Ningxi clenched his hands slowly, "Where is my uncle?"
"Of course I'm on a business trip, why?" Song Yaoyao didn't even raise her eyelids, let alone nervous, she curled up her lips, and the light shone on her pink jade-like skin, which was the most delicate color, "What is your uncle doing?" , it's your turn?"
This is the truth, even though it is hard to hear.
Several managers standing aside secretly nodded in their hearts. Indeed, compared with Mr. Huo, this Young Master Huo is far behind.
"Is it?"
When Huo Ningxi heard this sentence, he suddenly smiled inexplicably, turned around and left.
"Are you going to the dinner party at Zhongli's house too? Let's go together."
Song Yaoyao directly ignored what he said, and casually pointed to a dress.
Immediately afterwards, the manager who delivered the dress praised Song Yaoyao's vision with a smile on his face, and kept saying all kinds of nice words, and the rest followed suit.
Song Yaoyao looked down at the tea in the cup, but didn't respond.
Night is coming soon.
Song Yaoyao looked at herself in the mirror.
Compared with two years ago, her facial features have opened up. She lost a little childishness and became charming. Like her, but not like her at the time.
The makeup artist's eyes flashed with admiration, "Miss Song is the most beautiful and unique person I have ever met."
This praise is completely sincere. As a well-known domestic makeup artist, he has also done makeup for many first-line celebrities. When it comes to the entertainment industry, that's where handsome men and beautiful women gather. But adding it all up, there was no one like Song Yaoyao.
If you use popular words on the Internet to describe it, it would be pure and lustful.
When he saw this word before, he completely scoffed. I think that those who are illiterate and create words indiscriminately, how can two completely opposite temperaments appear in one person at the same time.
Until now, he believed it.
"It's beautiful, thank you."
Song Yaoyao stood up, her dress was a long white dress with shiny diamonds inlaid on the suspenders. The fabric of the skirt is also very special. The sequins are hand-stitched on it, as if the fabric comes alive and breathes when you walk around.
Coupled with her bumpy figure, the slits of the long skirt reached her thighs, and she stepped on a pair of thin strap high heels.
The long, straight, snow-white legs were looming in the hem of the skirt.
It's really beautiful, completely different from her previous style.
Song Yaoyao suddenly smiled in front of the mirror. She picked up her phone and logged on to WeChat. Turn on the camera, find a good angle and take a selfie of yourself.
No need for p-pictures, straight out of the front is already sexy enough to seduce people.
Yaoyao: [Picture] Brother, I'm going to a dinner party today, do you think my clothes look good
Yaoyao: I know that if you were here, I would definitely be jealous again
Yaoyao: If you are reluctant, come back quickly, I will wait for you
Yaoyao: Hurry up, there are many people chasing me. If you don't come back again, I will empathize with you!
The news sent out seemed to have disappeared without any movement.
Song Yaoyao put down her phone and blinked slightly.
The make-up artist standing aside seemed to see a mist rising from those beautiful eyes for a moment. But when she took a closer look, there was nothing there.
"Miss Song, the car is already waiting at the door, it's time for you to go."
The makeup artist put the shawl on Song Yaoyao's body and tidied it up for her.
Delicate but not tacky.
She is feasting her eyes today.
Huo Ningxi stood beside the car, and when that pretty and slim figure appeared in front of him, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand, "I'll help you."
Different from the way she dressed in the past, today she seems to have grown up overnight, becoming a real woman with a variety of styles.
Song Yaoyao avoided him, bent down and got into the car.
Uncle Zhang looked at Huo Ningxi's courteousness in silence, his eyes dimmed.
"Miss Song, go early and come back early, drink less alcohol. The driver is waiting outside and can take you home at any time. Be careful."
Uncle Zhang closed the door for Song Yaoyao intimately, and said with concern.
"I know," Song Yaoyao smiled slightly, "Don't worry."
Huo Ningxi was locked outside the car, he smiled and looked at Uncle Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, I haven't gotten into the car yet."
Uncle Zhang ordered the driver to drive, and then straightened up with a smile, "Master, there is another car next to him. Mr. Song is not here, and Miss Song is your aunt. It is not suitable for you to sit together."