Although Lin Pei Lian didn't like Zheng Qian, but Zheng Qian was able to buy her a dress, and Lin Pei Lian was still moved.
She walked to the hanger to select the dress, excited and anxious, she didn't even dare to touch the exquisite handmade dresses with her hands, fearing that she might get the dress dirty if she touched it.
When Lin Kelian was about to take out a dress from the hanger, a clerk walked over and helped Lin Kelian to take down the dress.
"If the lady wants to try on the dress, please come with me."
Lin Kelian came with the daughter of the Presidential Palace, and the clerk thought that Lin Kelian was also a high-class daughter.
Although the dress of the "Miss Jinjin" was somewhat "cheap", the clerk did not dare to neglect the people around the little princess of the Presidential Palace.
After Lin Kelian followed the clerk to try on the dress in the dressing room, Zheng Qian, who was still arrogant just now, stopped immediately.
"Missing... how much is the cheapest dress here?!" Zheng Qian asked in a low voice in Xia Weimian's ear.
"One hundred thousand..." Xia Weimian replied.
"Ten!!! One hundred thousand... (￣□￣;)!" When Zheng Qian heard this number, his soul was about to come out of his mouth.
Xia Weimian couldn't help but give Zheng Qian a white look: "Let you pretend to be forced!" She knew that Zheng Qian was playing a swollen face to fill a fat man. He didn't have that much money at all, and he brought Lin Kelian to Valentino's ready-to-wear store to try. Dress.
Zheng Qian's feet are shaking now, "I just prepared 20,000 yuan... Can this shop rent out dresses?"
Xia Weimian reluctantly replied to him ㄟ(▔_▔)ㄏ: "Do you know what pretending to be struck by lightning?"
"Woo woo woo! (t▽t)!" Zheng Qian asked the clerk again: "What is the price of the clothes that the lady just tried on?"
"450,000." The clerk replied.
"4... 45... ∑(o_o;)!" Zheng Qian leaned on the wall with one hand, almost vomiting blood.
Lin Kelian was wearing a water-green evening gown. Standing around the corner, her face was slightly pale. Listening to Zheng Qian's tone, he couldn't afford the dress here
The clerk here walked over with two boxes, "Miss Xia, this is a dress custom-made for you by Steward Chen of the Presidential Palace in advance. Take a look, are you satisfied?"
The clerk opened the box, which was filled with a water pink evening dress, decorated with immortal flower petals.
The clerk opened another box, which contained a pair of shiny pink sequin dancing shoes.
"Is this Uncle Chen chosen by him?" Xia Weimian was startled looking at the pink and tender color.
"Yes, Mr. Chen said, this pink evening dress is most suitable for sixteen-year-old girls."
Xia Weimian: "... (;'д`)ゞ" Uncle Chen is a straight man who has an aesthetic...
She still remembers that when she first entered the presidential palace, Uncle Chen also decorated her room in a matte and tender color.
"How about it, does Miss Xia like it?" the clerk asked her.
"Ah... Not bad..." Xia Weimian helped her forehead.
"Zheng Qian." Lin Pei Lian stood on the corner, and she called Zheng Qian in a weak voice.
Zheng Qian hurriedly walked over. He looked at Lin Kelian's dress and couldn't help saying, "Poor, you look so good! Do you want to try something else..." This 450,000 piece, Zheng Qian is a kidney. Can't afford it!
Lin Poor said in a weak voice: "You are paying for me, I'm really embarrassed..."
"Don't be embarrassed, I..."
"Otherwise, you can lend me a dress from Classmate Xia." Lin pitifully glanced at the box in Xia Wei Mian's hand.