Chapter 85: Busy Coping

Lin Youlun put down the phone, and the girl who knew that Zhou Yimin was very sensitive, so she didn't say that the call was from Wang Guxian. is already annoyed by one, and if you get angry and leave, you will really become a "single" at the drinking party.

"By the way, are you ready for the dress you wore to the reception?"

"The dress was borrowed by the company." Zhou Yimin spoke very quietly, she didn't dare to tell Lin Youlun that the good ones had been picked away, she only took a blue one, and the skirt corner was a little short.

Lin Youlun didn't think about it, he only knew that Zhou Yimin had developed a thrifty habit since he was a child, even if he debuted as a singer now, he still insisted on putting on his own makeup many times, and was teased by reporters for dressing too plainly some time ago. Lin Youlun happened to see this news, so he kept this matter in his heart.

"I just so have a gift for you." Lin Youlun tore off a note, found a pen and wrote an address on it, and handed it to Zhou Comin: "This is a British-owned shop for hand-cut dresses, I have communicated my ideas with their designers, and the style of the dress has been designed, just waiting for you to go over and measure the size." ”

The price of this hand-cut dress is amazingly expensive, Zhou Comemin was a little hesitant whether she should accept it, but Lin Youlun couldn't help but stuff the note into her hand.

"I want my female companion to be the most beautiful woman at the party, and I can't refuse!"

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Wang Guxian hung up the phone, angrily grabbed the pillow and smashed it against the window, and then covered his head with the quilt, sulking for a while.

When her mother knocked on the door and called for lunch, Wang Guxian was still angry with Lin Youlun, and when she came out, she was only wearing a white shirt that could be used as pajamas, although the hem covered her hips, but a pair of slender and well-proportioned long legs were directly exposed, snow-white and tight, and you could feel the frightening soft touch just by looking at it.

The queen mother came out with two bowls of rice, and when she saw her daughter's dress, she couldn't help frowning.

"If there are guests at home, you come out like this, and you won't lose the dead?"

Wang Guxian couldn't stand his mother's nagging, went back to the room and changed into jeans, and when he sat down to eat, the chopsticks were picked up in the bowl, and the dishes that his mother put in her bowl didn't even touch a bite.

The Queen Mother also noticed that her daughter was a little absent-minded during dinner today, and asked with concern, "Something on your mind?" ”

"It's all about pissing off a bastard." Wang Guxian had already scolded Lin Youlun countless times in his heart.

"That bastard you're talking about is the young man who went to Taiwan with you last time and came back?" The queen mother accompanied her daughter in Hong Kong, and inevitably had to call her family in Taiwan frequently, and these things were heard from her husband.

"That's him, I hate this guy to death now, and I won't see him again!" Wang Guxian said angrily.

"You're in a relationship?"

After Wang Group Xiancai scolded Lin Youlun for being a bastard, he would definitely not admit it at this time, but the queen mother was a person from the past, and she had already seen the clue from the unnatural appearance of the little daughter between her daughter's eyebrows.

"What does he do to you?"

This is another question that Wang Guxian didn't know how to answer. To say that Lin Youlun is not good to her, Lin Youlun is helping her in several encounters, and the tenderness that this guy inadvertently reveals has a fatal attraction to all women; said that Lin Youlun was good to her, and the two would quarrel every time they met, as if the two were really enemies in their previous years.

Wang Guxian himself couldn't explain this contradictory and complicated feeling, so he had to use some other words to fool his mother.

After eating, Wang Guxian helped his mother put away the dishes and chopsticks and returned to his room, but he was hesitating whether to call Lin Youlun again to explain, but at this time, the phone suddenly rang.

"It's better that this call is from you, otherwise I won't talk to you again!" Wang Guxian secretly made up his mind, and waited for the phone to ring several times, then picked up the microphone, looking forward to hearing Lin Youlun's voice. …,

"Hey, is it Miss Wang Guxian's house?" There was a low and hoarse man talking on the phone, and Wang Jixian didn't even bother to ask, so he hung up the phone directly.

Wang Guxian sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the pillow in his hand, and a melancholy light shot out of his beautiful big eyes. It was as if something was rippling in her eyes. Her usual lively posture was gone, and her contemplative, gloomy facial expression showed her inner struggle.

Jingle bells!

The phone rang again, and Wang Guxian picked up the microphone, but his heart did not have the excitement of anticipation just now.

"Why are you hanging me up?" To Wang Group's surprise, it was Lin Youlun's "bastard" voice that came from the phone.

Wang Guxian was obviously very happy in his heart, but he deliberately pretended to be cold and said, "You have rejected me, what do you want from me?" ”

"I'm talking about ...... just now," the phone suddenly changed to the voice of the strange man just now, "do you hear that?" ”

"You ......" Wang Guxian was angry for a while.

"Okay, don't be angry, someone did ask me out this time." Lin Youlun's voice changed again.

"Your little sister?" Wang Guxian asked in a sour tone.

"You're the same age as her, so you're my little sister?" Lin Youlun replied lightly.

Wang Guxian snorted lightly, "Who is your sister?" ”

Lin Youlun Ha said with a smile: "If you don't want to be a sister, it's okay to be a sister." ”

Wang Guxian couldn't tell him, so he had to hang up the phone and threaten, Lin Youlun returned to seriousness, and then asked her if she had thought about what dress to wear at the reception.

Wang Guxian wrapped his long hair around his fingers and said, "Why don't you mention anything that makes me happy, are you trying to be angry with me?" ”

"Go find paper and pen, I'll leave you the address of a dress shop, I've already discussed the style of the clothes with the designer, remember to measure the size the day after tomorrow." Because it was the same store, Lin Youlun also deliberately staggered the time of Zhou Comin and Wang Guxian's measurements.

"Why are you so kind all of a sudden?"

"It's just that I can't accompany you to the drinking party this time, and give you a gift of apologies, right?"

Wang Guxian was not fooled, and asked, "Is it your Xiaomin's sister who also has a share?" ”

Lin Youlun was stunned on the phone for a long time and couldn't speak, Wang Group Xianzhi said that he was weak-hearted, and snorted angrily, "Her dress is not allowed to look better than mine." ”

"Yours is black, hers is white, the colors and styles are different, there is no need to compare." Lin Youlun explained stubbornly.

"You really designed the style of the dress?" Wang Guxian didn't continue to pester "whose dress looks better", and Lin Youlun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just drew a rough sketch, and the details were described to the designer in words, and the other party designed the drawing, and then I proposed revisions." Lin Youlun loves to watch the red carpet shows of various award ceremonies, and he has a lot of memories of the style and shape of dresses in his mind, although he doesn't understand fashion design, he can find a professional fashion designer and let the other party design according to his ideas.

Professional things should be handed over to professional people to do, which is the same reason as Lin Youlun writing scripts but not being a director.

Wang Guxian didn't know about these things, I heard that the dress was really designed according to Lin Youlun's idea, she was suddenly a little worried, would the dress look ugly on her body?

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