Chapter 238: The Best Looks Should Be Left for the Wedding

Eno said slowly: "Then you can go by yourself." ”

"I'll go myself, I'll ......," Song Sheng wanted to say and stopped.

Jiang Ye understood it and glanced at him: "So you are still cowardly." ”

Song Sheng: "......"

"Aren't I worried that it's a Hongmen feast!" Song Sheng tried to save face for himself.

"Although our family and the Wen family have cooperated, they are competitors after all, and they are polite on the surface, but they don't like each other behind the scenes." Song Sheng sighed and said, "Now Wen Le, the Wen family's company, is the number one leader, and my relationship with her is even more indescribable. ”

Song Sheng didn't forget to mend the knife: "Of course, it's slightly better than the relationship between you and Jiang Ran." ”

Eno frowned, his eyes swept over coldly. "I think it's okay for you to go by yourself."

"......" Song Sheng was speechless. I was wrong......"

"Oh no, you don't like to go." Song Sheng straightened his waist and was confident:

"Anyway, Dye Dye will definitely go with me, don't go if you have the ability!"

A heavy blow.

Eno: "......"

"What time is it?" Eno couldn't hold his breath.

Hearing this, Song Sheng smiled and slumped on the sofa, "Why didn't I find out that you loved the little princess so much before." Ahh ”

"Tell me brother, when did you find out that you liked the little princess?" Song Sheng was really curious, "Obviously, I also grew up with the little princess, how do you distinguish between friendship and love." ”

"Could it be that I like little princesses too? I haven't noticed it myself? ”

Eno looked at him, "Do you know why you can't tell the difference?" ”

Song Sheng shook his head.

Jiang Ye's tone was unhurried: "Because you don't have such a thing as emotional intelligence." ”

“?”

"Oh yes, maybe you don't have an IQ either."

Song Sheng: "......" is too much, brother!

Song Sheng was just about to defend his IQ when he heard someone in the living room suddenly exclaim.

"Miss Jiang, you are really beautiful!" The manager stared at Jiang Ran's figure, his eyes shining.

It's no exaggeration to say that this is the most beautiful buyer show she's seen so far.

It's even more beautiful than the model pictures on their seller's show.

Jiang Ye and Song Sheng looked up together towards the staircase.

The skirt of the dress was a little long, and Jiang Ran stepped on the high heels under his feet and walked carefully step by step with the skirt in one hand.

Haze blue gradient color, the hem is pale pink, the two colors are blended, and the match is excellent. The dress skirt is a suspender design, but it is not gorgeous, and the ginger dye of the lining is like a cute little sister next door.

"It's good-looking." Seeing that Jiang Ran had already gone downstairs, Song Sheng came back to his senses, and then the manager's rainbow fart praised Jiang Ran: "But isn't this one too low-key?" ”

"It's an engagement feast, after all." Why should the little princess's engagement banquet be held with a luxurious scenery, this dress is good-looking, but it looks too well-behaved, in Song Sheng's eyes, Jiang Ran should be the kind of particularly flamboyant beauty, "I think it looks better in red." "It's more in line with the temperament of ginger dyeing.

"As you said, it's an engagement party." Jiang Ran took the hem of her skirt and looked in front of the mirror downstairs, she turned around and said, "They are all elders, it's right to wear this." Besides, if you dress too high-profile for the engagement banquet, what will you do if you get married in the future. ”

Jiang Ran's unintentional words pleased Jiang Ye, and he looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Yes. The best looks are saved for weddings. ”