Chapter 1: The Farthest Man Nearest (32)
"What's wrong? I just don't like her frivolity. Shu Ma used to rob my third cousin's fiancΓ©, and when he got it, he threw it away, causing others to commit suicide. Anita Mui did not hide her dislike of Su Meizhen. As he spoke, he suddenly laughed again, and said in a low voice: "But what does this have to do with me, I have to thank her for helping my third cousin get rid of that soft young master." Then again, this may be called a report for a report...... also let her know what it means to run after people. β
Mr. Qian smiled, and just as he didn't know what to say, he saw the door of the dressing room turn, and his eyes lit up as if he said, "Ouch, ouch...... What did I just say? When Mr. Qian saw Cheng Jingyi who had changed her clothes, he suddenly had a bright smile on his face.
Jing Yi turned to look in the mirror.
The gray-pink dress is very elegant.
Jingyi's body is not too tall, and the heels of a pair of black leather boots on her feet are shallower, and the dress hangs down to the ground, which does not show the shape of the dress to the best.
Mr. Qian immediately asked the clerk to bring another pair of shoes for Jingyi to put at his feet, and said, "Miss Cheng, please change to shoes with higher heels." β
Jing Yi took a look at the pair of satin heels, which were also gray-pink and about three inches tall.
The shoes were changed to her feet, and the clerk carefully followed the routine to ask her to step on the floor mat. Mr. Qian quietly stopped his clerk, stood behind Jingyi's side, and said with a smile: "Mi Sicheng, how is it?" As long as you change into the right pair of shoes, this dress will fit a lot, right? β
Jing Yi looked in the dressing mirror, raised her hand and pulled the shoulder straps, raised the dress by half an inch, and said, "Please help me modify this place and tighten my waist." She spun slightly, the hem of her dress slowly unfurling with her movements. The charming pearlescent light flowing lightly...... She took a deep breath, turned her face to the silent Anita Mui and asked, "Xiaomei, what do you think?" β
Anita Mui didn't speak when she came out of Jingyi's dress, and only then did she feel like she had been awakened. But she looked at Jingyi for a while, but still didn't speak.
She can say thousands of words of criticism, and sometimes it is really difficult to say a word of praise.
Besides, how to describe and praise Cheng Jingyi like this?
She asked herself if she didn't have the eloquence of Mr. Qian.
"What's wrong? Isn't it good? Seeing that she was just silent, Jingyi turned back, looked in the mirror, and looked at herself again.
Xiaomei said, "No. I don't think you have to change it at all, just add a shawl that's perfect. She knew Cheng Jingyi's revisions, and she must have been worried that the dress would be exposed. But ...... "You're too conservative." She criticized.
"A shawl is a must." Jingyi said. Conservative? No, she's not conservative. She just felt that she was no longer suitable.
Mr. Qian nodded.
"Wrap these shoes for me, Mr. Qian." Jingyi said.
"You don't have to change it, do you?" Mr. Qian asked with a smile.
"Listen to Xiaomei, this place will not change. The waist still has to be harvested, it's too fat. Jing Yi pinched the place around her waist. Her waist was thinner. Fortunately, it's not too thin, otherwise this dress will be a little less rhyme when you put it on. "But if I make a fool of myself, I have to settle accounts with Xiaomei and you." Jingyi joked.
"How so!" Mr. Qian said immediately.
"Just come to me." Xiaomei said with a smile as if packing a ticket.
The stairs rang, and the crisp words and laughter of several women came down, and came to an abrupt end, Jing Yi saw in the mirror the tips of several women's shoes in the center of the stairs - the hem of the red cheongsam, lined with white stockings and leather shoes, which was particularly eye-catching, she lifted her skirt and re-entered the fitting room.