What's going on? Didn't Qingyan say yesterday that Designer Gao would make the neckline smaller? Why is it not only not smaller, but bigger and deeper than before?

In the fitting room, Yi Ruofei looked up and down in the snow-white lace dress with a large collar, and found that the overall design of the skirt had not changed from when she tried it on yesterday, but the neckline she asked for was changed to an oversized collar that was now deep to the navel.

"Miss Yi, you are very beautiful in this dress, really, I don't lie to you," the stylist's female assistant tried to remove the bust on her body, trying to persuade: "This style of skirt can only be worn by people with a good figure like you, and many celebrities may not be able to control it if they want to wear it." Trust me, untie the bust and you'll see the results. ”

"No, no, what's the difference between this and not wearing it?" Irofizola pulled the pitiful fabric on her chest and shook her head repeatedly, "I can't wear it like this, I can't pass myself." ”

"What are you worried about with such good skin and such a good body? And it's not called dew, it's called taste......"

"Then you don't think I'm tasteful, I'm more comfortable wearing my own." As she spoke, Irofi was about to take off her evening dress.

"But how do you participate in the pie like this?" The female assistant panicked, "Otherwise, I will ask Mr. Song to come over and have a look, okay?" After all, your skirt is not custom-made with us, and if you don't wear it, Mr. Song will think that there is something wrong with our style. ”

"That'...... All right. Yi Ruofei picked up her coat to cover the exposed skin on her chest, and waited for Song Youcheng's arrival.

After a while, Song Youcheng, dressed in a black suit, knocked on the door and walked in.

"Ruofei, have you tried on the clothes?"

Song Youcheng looked at Yi Ruofei in front of the fitting mirror, only to see Yi Ruofei blushing and slowly turning around. As far as the eye could see, Song Youcheng's eyes lit up.

In front of the fitting mirror, Yi Ruofei had already put on her makeup, and the delicate makeup made her originally delicate cheeks more crystal clear. The permed long hair is loosely tied behind her head, and with a snow-white lace dress, she looks pure and noble.

"This dress is beautiful and suits you perfectly." Song Youcheng was moved, "I've never seen you look after makeup, I didn't expect you to look so beautiful when you dress up." ”

"Thank you." Irofi embarrassed ●dǐng●diǎn●小●said,.↑.o⊥s_(); Pointing to the position on his chest, "It's just that this neckline is too low, almost equal to not wearing." ”

"Oh?" Song Youcheng walked up to her, "Let me see." ”

"Don't come here!" Yi Ruofei immediately popped back two meters, "I'll show you where the collar is open, and you'll know." She slowly pulled up the coat that covered her chest, pointed to her exposed belly and said, "See?" ”

Song Youcheng looked at the position of her finger and saw it at a glance. "But didn't you try this dress yourself yesterday?"

"I tried it, and at that time I asked Qingyan to help me tell Designer Gao that the neckline should be changed to a smaller one, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

A look of disappointment flashed in Song Youcheng's eyes, and without saying a word, he asked the female assistant to change Yi Ruofei into an evening dress.

The anniversary celebration was held by the pool in the European-style garden of the Song Mansion. At the request of Song Youcheng, the Song couple turned the originally high-profile party duì into a private small pie.

The long dining table is full of delicacies sent from five-star hotels; The band has arrived, ready on the side of the venue to play the repertoire for tonight. Flowers, balloons, lanterns, champagne, every corner of the garden is filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The Song couple still maintained their usual low-key style, Song Jiangcai wore a black suit with a black bow, and Mrs. Song wore a dark green silk cheongsam with expensive black pearl jewelry. The two greeted the guests, whether it was Shen Yun or talking, they were like a little couple like glue. And Song Youcheng and Yi Ruofei are undoubtedly the most eye-catching pair on Paiduì. The guests who came to congratulate were all envious of the pair.

In the evening eight diǎn, the pie duì officially begins.

The clothes are fragrant and the sideburns are staggered. In the midst of laughter, Song Youcheng took Yi Ruofei's hand and walked onto the podium and formally introduced Yi Ruofei to the relatives and friends present.

Cinderella is with the prince and never receives many blessings. Therefore, in the eyes of the crowd of surprised or jealous, Irofi greeted the guests with a calm smile.

As the band played a cheerful song, Song Youcheng pulled Yi Ruofei to the dance floor and danced the first dance of the night.

Irofi was excited and nervous. Although the teacher who taught her etiquette and dance yesterday had already taught waltz, with her skill of half a bucket of water, it had been discounted in full view of everyone.

"Don't be nervous, just dance to the music and my pace." Song Youcheng held her stiff waist and whispered encouragement in her ear.

"Yes." Yi Ruofei stiffly put her hand on Song Youcheng's shoulder, tried to remember the dance steps she learned last night, and danced together.

Waiters weave through the guests with drinks. Pairs of men and women also stepped onto the dance floor and danced.

Spin and spin and spin again. Just as Yi Ruofei slowly let go and her dance steps gradually became proficient, Song Youcheng's body stiffened, and he looked at the entrance of the Pai duì venue with a shocked expression......

Feeling his sudden change, Irofei followed his gaze in surprise, and in an instant, she was stunned by the uninvited young man and woman dressed up, and she was stunned.

The young man had a delicate, almost bewitching face, and slightly brown skin. The carved facial features are seventy percent similar to those of Song Youcheng. He wears a dark green suit, and the special cut of the suit outlines his handsome and muscular figure. And the young woman is a new film and television star familiar to the public - Jin Yan'er. She wore a black bandeau floor-length dress tonight. Snow-white skin, cold makeup, tall and slender figure curved under the silky evening dress.

At the same time, Jin Yan'er also saw Yi Ruofei, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. In fact, from the last time she saw Yi Ruofei, she knew that Yi Ruofei was an undeveloped piece of jade. Now this piece of jade has fallen on Song Shao's hand, shining and shining.

The second Liu Buli found Yi Ruofei, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, as if it was just a moment, his gaze turned to Song Youcheng, and the smile on the corner of his mouth turned into an evil laugh. With this wild laugh, he walked straight to Song Jiangcai and his wife.

"Let's move on." Song Youcheng quickly recovered, his warm and jade-like appearance, close to Yi Ruofei's face, and whispered.

"Good, good." Irofi gathered up her thoughts and jumped up in agreement.

For Liu Buli's uninvited arrival, Liang Shufen, who was standing beside Song Jiangcai, had mixed feelings. If he hadn't come with an unknown purpose, it would have been her happiest thing tonight. And Song Jiangcai made such a high-profile appearance to Liu Buli, knowing that he had nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace. (To be continued.) )