The more she wanted it, the more she found this skirt stunning, as if it was more eye-catching than all the white clothes in her closet, especially the design of the skirt. The layers of natural folds formed into fine lines. When it was still, it was like a budding night-blooming cereus, quiet, beautiful and majestic. When it moved, it was like a night-blooming cereus blooming its pure white petals, gorgeous and noble. When the skirt spread out, it was like a fully bloomed night-blooming cereus, beautiful and graceful, radiant and dazzling.
The more Xia Ruya looked at it, the more she couldn't take her eyes off it.
The voice in my heart, wanting to get it, is becoming more and more intense.
She looks the most beautiful in a white dress, so this dress belongs to her.
The more you want it, the deeper your obsession becomes.
At this time, the saleslady replied: "This skirt is a high-end custom-made one. Not only the style but also the color are extremely picky. The size of the skirt is also very picky about the curves and circumference of the body. We only have one in the store."
Not everyone can pull off the monotonous white. If someone who can’t pull it off wears it, it will look too plain.
The size of the skirt is different from the regular size. If the body curve does not meet the requirements, there is no way to wear it in the most perfect effect. This skirt is a new model that was just released today, and many people have already sighed at its shortcomings.
The saleslady had seen this gentleman pick out this skirt for Miss Wen and was worried that Miss Wen wouldn't be able to wear it. She wanted to persuade the gentleman to change to another style, but perhaps because his aura was too strong, giving people an unquestionable feeling, she was timid and didn't dare to step forward.
However, she had to admit that she had been working in clothing sales for so long, but she had never seen anyone with such a keen sense of clothing matching, nor had she seen a man with such a unique style of clothing matching.
The several clothes he had picked for Miss Wen before were all suitable for her, and they could be matched to create a stunning style. He was a hundred times more professional than her as a professional.
At least, she has no way to match such a novel and unique style.
It simply amazed her to the extreme.
But she also realized that these combinations were impossible to imitate, because they were specially matched by this man for Miss Wen. When matched on Miss Wen, they were stunning and unique, but others might not be able to achieve such an effect.
Sure enough, this skirt is no exception.
Xia Ruya's face showed a lost expression, a sad expression, indescribably gentle: "What a pity, there is only one, then..."
Xia Ruya looked at the shop assistant and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
The saleslady glanced at Miss Xia subtly and saw that she had a gentle and elegant temperament like a graceful white rose. If she wore this white dress, she would definitely be very beautiful.
Then, she glanced at Miss Wen secretly and shook her head slightly.
It's impossible. Miss Wen's outfit is unique in style. Even if Miss Xia and Miss Wen wear the same style of white dress, she can't compare to Miss Wen.
One is gentle, pure and elegant in appearance, while the other is noble and dignified in character.
There is no comparison at all.
Jiang Ruoyin was about to speak...
Si Yiyan's cold voice sounded: "What about other stores?"
Xia Ruya's eyes lit up. She wanted to ask the clerk if other stores had clothes of this style, but Wen Xinya had chosen it first. Everyone in Beijing knew about the grudge between her and Wen Xinya. If she showed that she cared too much about this dress, others would think that she was interested in what Wen Xinya liked and wanted to compete with her.
I originally wanted to encourage Jiang Ruoyin to ask, but who knew that Mr. Si asked this question before Jiang Ruoyin.
What does this mean, Mr. Si
The shop assistant was a little confused. It was obvious that Si Yiyan's incoherent questioning made her unable to react for a while.
Si Yiyan added: "I mean all the stores around the world. How many of these skirts are there?"
The saleslady reacted and said quickly, "I'll check it right away."
Perhaps it was because Si Yiyan's aura was too strong and his momentum was too overwhelming, that when he spoke, an innate, ingrained, and unquestionable demeanor would always be revealed inadvertently, so when the shop assistant heard what he said, she almost subconsciously obeyed and submitted, and immediately did what he told her.
Wen Xinya looked at Xia Ruya's beautiful eyes with watery light, and looked at Si Yiyan with a throbbing look in her heart, "So Miss Xia likes to wear the same clothes as me. What kind of bad fate do you think this is between us? We used to have the same status, and now we even have to choose the same clothes. You say..." Wen Xinya's beautiful eyes moved, and the glittering light slowly overflowed, just like a gem shining under a gorgeous light, cold and dazzling: "Is it possible that we even have the same taste in choosing men?"
After saying that, she looked at Si Yiyan meaningfully.
Si Yiyan's fingers gently adjusted the white silk flower in the shape of a white jade flower pinned in her hair. His deep eyes reflected the piercing sharpness on her face, and the light in his pupils was as radiant and bright as obsidian.
The little girl looks as cute as a hedgehog when she is jealous.
Especially the sweet voice of "Brother Yan" before made his whole body feel numb.
Xia Ruya was embarrassed by the blunt words. She noticed the surprised looks on the faces of several shop assistants and felt extremely embarrassed. "Miss Wen, you were the one who chose this white dress first, but that doesn't mean I can't have it. You are being too harsh."
Jiang Ruoyin was about to defend her, but when she saw the man with a deep and unfathomable temperament beside Wen Xinya, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
She had already tasted enough bitter consequences of offending people she shouldn't have offended, and she didn't dare to try it again.
Soon the saleslady hurried back and replied, "There are a total of ten pieces of this Chanel dress. Because it was just released today and this dress is too picky, we haven't sold a single one yet."
Xia Ruya was very happy and was about to order another one.
Si Yiyan said calmly: "Okay, I will buy all ten skirts, and I want to buy out the copyright of your design."
Si Yiyan was very satisfied with her answer. If it hadn't been sold, it meant it was unique. As a man with severe mental mysophobia, he didn't want Xia Ruya or any other woman to wear the same clothes as Xinya. That would be too disgusting.
Xinya deserves to be unique!
No matter in any aspect.