Chapter 673: Tearing the White Lotus
"Hmm...... All right. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Jiang Xinyi's tone was a little helpless, and she looked up at Mo Yiming: "Brother Mo, will you accompany me to other places for a while?"
Mo Yiming didn't speak, and his gaze suddenly swept in the direction I was......
It was well hidden, but the door panel blocked my figure, and it was impossible for him to see me. But...... When his gaze swept over me, I subconsciously stepped back.
Don't know what you're afraid of?
"Brother Mo?" Jiang Xinyi raised her hand and shook it in front of him, a little puzzled: "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing!" Mo Yiming put his hand in his trouser pocket, turned around and left the women's clothing store: "Let's go."
"Oh~" Jiang Xinyi pursed her lips dissatisfiedly, probably displeased with Mo Yiming's indifference.
Watching them leave the women's clothing store, I walked out of the fitting room.
Ai Xin shook his head helplessly, pulled the hem of the small dress apart, and handed it to me: "Qiange, what's going on?"
I hooked the corners of my lips and explained, "I did it."
"Why?" Aisin was puzzled.
I slowly raised my hand and touched the soft and comfortable fabric of the dress, with a hint of ruthlessness in my eyes: "Aixin, leave this dress to me."
"What?" Aixin frowned, confused.
I smiled and told her about Jiang Xinyi and Mo Yiming.
After hearing this, Ai Xin stomped his feet indignantly: "It's so annoying! It's so shameless, I knew it earlier...... I'm not going to take this business, dog man and woman! ”
"Nope." I interrupted her and said meaningfully, "I'm glad you took the deal."
Otherwise...... Wouldn't have given me such a good chance.
"What are you going to do?" Ai Xin looked at me expectantly and said, "I like this kind of slap in the face the most, tearing the white lotus by hand, it's fun to think about."
"Hmm......" I thought about it and said mysteriously, "keep it secret for now."
"Qi!" Aixin gave me a blank look and asked, "Do you need my help?" That's right! When Jiang Xinyi ordered a dress here, she also gave me an invitation and invited me to the wedding. ”
She thought about it carefully: "It seems that the wedding is not two days away, right?"
"Hmm!" I nodded and didn't speak. His eyes were firmly fixed on the mutilated little dress in front of him, and he had a plan in his heart: "Aixin, I want to ...... Could you please do me a favor and alter this dress a little. ”
"How?"
I smiled and looked around, "Do you have a pen and paper?"
"Yes!" Aixin nodded and led me into the inner room.
As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a smell of incense and candles. I looked around and noticed that there was a statue of the god of wealth in the house, and the incense in the incense burner must have just been burned, only a third of it was burned.
"Here, let's see what is needed." Aisin led me to the table, pencils, paper, rulers, crayons, scissors...... There are a lot of materials.
"Pen and paper are enough." I sat down at the table, picked up a pencil, and drew a rough outline of the dress in its original shape.
Ai Xin stood behind me, looking at the smoothly waving pencil, a little surprised: "Qiange, have you studied design?"
"Nope." I kept my eyes glued to the paper in front of me and began to make minor changes: "I just like to read fashion magazines, and occasionally I draw random things."
"Such a powerful ......" Ai Xin quickly moved a stool and sat down next to me, "Why don't you consider becoming a designer?" It's a pity to be so talented......"