Chapter 8 Each has its own plan

Sure enough, after listening to Diao Ranran's words, Bai Nuowei's eyes lit up in a flash.

She is not a woman who is moody, it can be seen how happy she is at the moment.

"You really ...... Can you accept me, us?"

Bai Novi hesitated for a second, but asked with great hope. However, she didn't dare to take it lightly, the young girl in front of her has always been known for being "not good at serving".

"Don't think too much, I'm just acquiescing, not admitting. Unless, my father has to marry you officially. ”

Diao Ranran picked up the lemonade at hand and took a sip, the ice cream was delicious, but it was too sweet and greasy, and the whole mouth was now full of fruit and fresh milk.

Although it had been expected for a long time, the light in Bai Novi's eyes faded little by little.

"Actually...... I didn't expect any more, and it's good to be like this now. ”

She muttered to herself as if comforting herself. After a few seconds, Bai Novi regained her normal color, smiled at Diao Ranran, and reached out to put away the jewelry on the table.

"Thank you for the gift. Although, in your opinion, it may just be a deal. However, I would rather think of it as the first step in our friendship. ”

Bai Novi shook the velvet box in her hand, tilted her head and smiled, and in an instant, there was a rare playfulness on her face.

Diao Ranran was stunned, and realized that she was actually just a woman who was only 6 or 7 years older than herself, and thinking of the relationship between Bai Nuowei and her father, she couldn't help but slip a little strange in her heart.

A fifty-year-old man has a successful career, a high status, and most importantly, a personable personage, who does not appear to be old, and who has enough capital to enjoy life with young and beautiful women, even if these women are the same age as his daughters.

"Please. ”

Diao Ranran tugged at the corners of his mouth and nodded slightly.

After saying goodbye to Bai Novi, Diao Ran went straight to "Scarlet", a private ready-to-wear custom club open to a small number of customers.

Gu Daisy, the person in charge of "Scarlet", is very economical, she accurately grasped the upper-class ladies of Zhonghai who urgently need unique and noble dresses, but she doesn't want to blindly chase international brands to show her shallow and ignorant psychology, and in the past few years, she has attracted a large number of high-level VIP guests like Diao Ranran.

She has to buy more than ten sets of outfits here every year, and after a long time, she naturally becomes familiar with Gu Daisy.

As the chief designer, Gu Daisy has to deal with countless Mrs. Kuo and Miss Qianjin every day, seeing six ways and listening to all directions, she seems to have become the gossip queen of Zhonghai.

"How's it going, is your waist tight here?"

Gu Daisy helped Diao Ranran pull the zipper on the back of the dress, poked her head out to look at the woman in the mirror, and asked softly.

"Let's take it again, I've lost 3 pounds this month. ”

Diao Ranran looked left and right, touched her thin waist and limbs, and twisted her eyebrows to examine the upper circumference, which seemed to have a tendency to shrink, which made her extremely disappointed.

"Lose weight first to lose breasts, fat people first fat legs. Tsk, you don't want to lose any more weight. ”

Gu Daisy asked the assistant next to her to write down the places that needed to be modified, as well as the specific size, and helped her take off the dress on her body.

The two packed up and went to the VIP lounge next to them to drink tea and chat.

"I heard that the boss of the Qiao family will come back next week, am I going to prepare a red envelope?"

Gu Daisy blinked and gossiped curiously. After all, the marriage between the Qiao family and the Diao family has been rumored for a long time, and it is not a secret.

Diao Ranran rolled his eyes without grace, and said coldly: "If he wants to marry, he has to marry me." ”