In the hands of those who came with Ye Rin, each of them held a set of dresses, held them up under the shining crystal lamp, and displayed them in front of Ye Zhenzhen. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ.

Each of the dresses in their hands was 'fine' to the extreme, and it looked like it should be displayed in the window.

These dresses are all hand-embroidered cheongsams.

It's not so much a dress as a traditional craft.

Ye Zhenzhen's gaze shifted from these cheongsams to Ye Rin, and he didn't understand where he got the confidence to say that she was absolutely beautiful in such clothes.

"Uncle, this kind of clothes can only be worn unless you have a figure, or charm, and no matter how bad it is, you have to have a temperament!"

"I think you have!" Ye Rin looked at Ye Zhenzhen without hesitation and praised.

In fact, compared with those princesses' small dresses or evening dresses, cheongsam is a national dress that more reflects the beauty and elegance of the Chinese 'daughter'.

In Ye Rin's opinion tonight, it will be the first time that Ye Zhenzhen and him have appeared together in high society and in front of the public.

Therefore, he prefers that Ye Zhenzhen can wear a dress that reflects the classical beauty of Huaguo's 'women'.

"Uncle, it's time for you to get glasses! This is a cheongsam, which best reflects the figure, if it doesn't fit at all, it won't look good!" Ye Zhenzhen said angrily, it is not a problem for her to wear the cheongsam when she becomes an adult. But her figure at this age is still too young, and she can't wear the temperament of a cheongsam at all.

"You change first, Miss Ye, these are all tailor-made for you! they must fit!" the first staff member holding a cheongsam said.

"Yes, this is Mr. Ye's special 'door' customized for Miss Ye!"

Ye Rin stood there staring at Ye Zhenzhen, shrugged his shoulders and did not speak.

Ye Zhenzhen frowned, and looked at Ye Rin with a clear gaze: "The customization of the cheongsam should be a long time, Mr. Ye, you really have a heart!"

They have been separated for less than half a month, and if it is a hand-embroidered cheongsam, plus the craftsmanship of embellishment on these cheongsams, it is not possible to do it in a short time.

Ye Rin's eyebrows raised, seeing Ye Zhenzhen's hidden sarcasm, he asked, "You probably misunderstood something, right?"

"Actually, people's hearts are really hard to guess, so when were you going to leave these cheongsams for me to wear?" Ye Zhenzhen looked straight at Ye Rin: "You shouldn't have expected this!"

I expected it, so I prepared these clothes.

He's actually a man who is very quiet, and he has already strategized to win a thousand miles, so when his identity was 'revealed' to the media, didn't he be the driving force behind it?

"Ye Zhenzhen, I said that I am bound to win you!" Ye Rin looked at Ye Zhenzhen and put away all the expressions on his face, and said with a serious expression: "You'd better drive those strange thoughts out of your head, these dresses I ordered were originally meant to be worn for specific occasions!"

In China, when you get married, you will generally choose cheongsam for the toast at the wedding scene.

The specific occasion that Ye Rin said was referring to this.

If you are wearing the kind of dress that someone else married, even if Ye Zhenzhen looks beautiful and her eyes are calm, but wearing that kind of dress will inevitably be suspected of being a child pretending to be an adult.

But wearing a cheongsam does not have this concern, the cut and composition of the cheongsam are all designed by the master, which matches Ye Zhenzhen's age and temperament.

Ye Zhenzhen was stunned, his eyes blinked, and then he figured out what he was referring to. His eyes turned to those cheongsams, and they were really very festive. Being able to design such a color is not cheesy, which shows the deep skill of the designer.

"Miss Ye, there isn't much time now, how about you choose a set of outfits to try on first?" It should be the image consultant invited by Ye Rin to look at the watch and asked Ye Zhenzhen politely.

"Okay, anyway, there's no other choice now, right?" Ye Zhenzhen shrugged and said.

She also looked at the time just now, and it was really running out. Generally, the clothes are good for the head shape. Especially if you want to wear a cheongsam now, you must try the classical kind of bun, which takes time to 'get'.

"Which one do you like?" Ye Rin automatically filtered out the dissatisfaction in her words, looked at the row of cheongsams and asked.

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes quickly glanced at the row of cheongsams, red, yellow, blue, green, indigo and purple were all colored, and they looked bright and beautiful. The contrast between the colors of these people's cheongsams is very stark, but the last one is a plain white 'color', which looks different.

If Ye Rin made these clothes for a festive moment, then this cool-looking white 'color' seems to have splashed the ice and snow on the 'color' of great joy.

The white 'color' is the base, and the red plum blossoms bloom, looking frosty and proud of the snow. It is impossible to listen to the wind and rain, and the fragrance of plum 'flowers' comes from the bitter cold.

At this moment, Ye Zhenzhen did not hesitate to point to the last white 'color'.

Ye Rin's eyes shrank slightly, among these cheongsams, his least favorite thing was white 'color'. In China, white sometimes represents the past.

"Miss Ye can try it first!" The stylist nodded, suggesting that Ye Zhenzhen hurry up and let them see the effect.

"Wait!"

Just when the stylist asked the assistant with the cheongsam to change clothes with Ye Zhenzhen, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

Ye Zhenzhen looked back, not knowing what Ye Rin was going to do.

Ye Rin's eyes looked at the stylist: "You just called the wrong one, it's not Miss Ye, it's Mrs. Night!"

The stylist raised his eyebrows, and after a round between Ye Zhenzhen and Ye Rin, he apologized with an embarrassed smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't know the two of you were married!"

"Just remember it later!" said Rin Yarin as if she had a great deal of generosity, but there was a hint of 'color' in her eyes.

Ye Zhenzhen looked at Ye Rin's appearance and actually wanted to refute it, but she was directly pushed by the staff behind her to change her clothes, and she didn't have time to say anything before she could dismantle Ye Rin.

The staff originally wanted Ye Zhenzhen to cover it up at will to see the effect, but Ye Zhenzhen said that he didn't need to try again, just like this.

The placket of the cheongsam is all hand-buttoned, not modern buttons, and all the high-quality silk used in the cheongsam, even if the nails are longer, they are afraid of picking up the silk, so they are completely careful when putting on the body.

In the end, it took a full twenty minutes to put the dress on, and after putting it on, the staff asked Zhenzhen to go out and show it to the stylist and Yerin outside.

As soon as the 'door', which was temporarily used as a changing room, opened, the voice in the hall came in, and Ye Zhenzhen's footsteps stopped suddenly.

"Mr. Night, are you really married?" asked the stylist, still incredulous.

"That's my wife in there!" said Yarin emphatically.

"But your wife looks ...... It's very small, that kind of 'girl' child hasn't grown up yet, can you really live together?!" The stylist's voice sounded a little ambiguous: "How could she understand what a man like you was thinking?!"

Ye Zhenzhen was still standing at the entrance of the 'door', and the staff behind her also heard this conversation, and just wanted to open her mouth to warn her, Ye Zhenzhen had already looked back coldly: "Don't you think it's more interesting to hear what will happen outside?!"

At this moment, the eyes of the young 'girl' in front of him were sharp and unfathomable, which made the staff behind him silent, annoyed that the stylist was a 'nymphomaniac' idiot, and actually offended this 'girl' child who didn't look easy to mess with.

In fact, Ye Zhenzhen never thought that she would have anything to do with Ye Rin, especially emotionally. Even if he is forced to obtain a certificate now, it is the result of many considerations.

But when I heard the conversation outside, I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my chest.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, not knowing what was going on or how Rin reacted to the stylist's words.

Then, there was a scream of "Ahhhh

Then, there was a "pop" of a heavy object falling to the ground.

The corners of Ye Zhenzhen's mouth were faintly hooked, as if he had expected the fate of the stylist.

Only then did she raise her feet and walk out again, and at this time, Ye Rin's voice sounded again: "Next time you do this, your hand will be broken!"

The sentence was cold and solemn, with an unapproachable alienation.

After his words ended, Ye Zhenzhen just walked into the hall, looked at the stylist who got up from the ground in embarrassment, and asked a little innocently: "Huh, it turns out that I can wrestle indoors in flat shoes!"

The stylist wanted to glare at Ye Zhenzhen fiercely, but after receiving Ye Rin's gaze that was more chilling than a blade, he smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, my 'legs' were a little soft just now." ”

Her eyes fell on Ye Zhenzhen, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes, but her face seemed to be businesslike, "Miss Ye......"

"Mrs. Night!" Ye Rin no longer had any smile on her face at this time, she looked like she was carved by ice and snow, and there was a hint of impatience in her voice.

"Mrs. Night. The stylist gritted his teeth and smiled and said, "The cheongsam you chose doesn't seem to suit your temperament!"

Ye Rin only looked at Ye Zhenzhen at this time when he heard this, and his eyes couldn't help but light up. In fact, he really didn't like that dress just now, but now that Ye Zhenzhen is wearing it, it makes people deeply surprised.

Her skin itself is fair, and wearing a white 'colored' cheongsam highlights this, and it is pure and cold. The red plum wraps up from the back of the waist, runs across the front of the 'chest', and blooms on the shoulders of the young 'girl'.

White snow, red plums, beauty, picturesque.

People are as light as snow, and the 'color' is better than fire. However, it is not as fiery and 'glamorous' as oil painting, but has the coldness and flavor of Chinese painting.

The green silk is draped over the shoulders like a waterfall, and the contrast between black and white is stark, which sets off the facial features of the young 'woman' who has not yet applied makeup to be more beautiful.

Ye Zhenzhen has always known what she is suitable for wearing, and ten years of experience is enough for her to understand everything. So, for the stylist's words, she just smiled faintly: "Rin, it seems that the stylist you hired is not very professional!"

"Miss Ye, I'm a well-known stylist in Paris, it seems that you don't 'mix' here, so I don't know what's popular now!" In order to highlight his professionalism and avenge the revenge just now, the stylist insisted and said: "Mrs. Night, you are really not suitable for this cheongsam, for your age, this 'color' is too bland, which can only be controlled by the elegant 'woman' who has been tempered by time!"