Lu Youyou's expression seemed unhurried, but his tone was aggressive.

"Why are you so ignorant? Still want to call a designer? Who do you think you are? The princess designer of Heaven is so busy, if anyone can call him casually, it is impossible for people to be obsessed with design. ”

Lu Xuewei really felt that Lu Youyou was disgusting to death, knowing that it was impossible for them to have the designer's phone number, and now she asked the designer to personally admit that what she was wearing was plagiarism, isn't it impossible to admit it at all?

"Hmph, do you just want to be slapped in the face in public? Lu Youyou, I happen to have the contact information of Mr. Lawrence, the princess designer of the kingdom of heaven, I will call him now to see what people say. ”

Leng Qingyu rolled her eyes, Lu Youyou, a lowly woman who can't get on the stage, thinks that everyone doesn't have Mr. Lawrence's phone number like her, but after all, she is the daughter of the Leng Group, and her favorite thing is to make friends with people in high society.

And Mr. Lawrence is the last time she paid a lot of money to customize the princess of the heavenly kingdom, she begged for it with a dead face.

"Wow, Leng Qingyu really deserves to be the recognized goddess of our Huaicheng No. 1 Middle School, and even has the number of Mr. Lawrence, who is famous abroad." The melon-eating crowd standing on the side was full of envy.

Another person chimed in, "Do you think Miss Leng's phone call record is as worthless as yours?" Maybe the richest man in the world has contact information, after all, our Miss Leng is fair-skinned and beautiful, and has a superb IQ. ”

Lu Youyou looked at the flattering faces of these people, and only felt extremely disgusted.

Sure enough, the forest is bigger, and there is all kinds of joy.

"Qingyu, hurry up and call Mr. Lawrence, let's slap Lu Youyou in the face together, I can't stand it as her sister."

Lu Xuewei couldn't wait, just now she was worried because she didn't have the phone number of the princess designer of the heavenly kingdom, but now it's okay, Leng Qingyu actually has it, it's just a divine assist.

Lu Xuewei can imagine that when everyone knows that Lu Youyou is wearing a cottage, scolding her for being a vain woman, and the whole school rejects her.

Compared with everyone's eagerness to try and look forward to it, Lu Youyou deliberately said with an extremely exaggerated expression, "I'm so scared, please don't fight well......" After speaking, he changed his words, "I'm really afraid of you being slapped in the face." ”

Everyone: "......"

I really can't stand it, this Lu Youyou is too embarrassed, I have to let her shed tears.

Leng Qingyu took a few deep breaths, tried her best to suppress her urge to tear Lu Youyou to pieces, and said, "I can call Mr. Lawrence, but there is a premise, if you are wearing a copycat, then you must take off the clothes you are wearing, and then use a cigarette butt to burn the word 'slut' on your chest, and run to Jin Youye's side and say that you are a slut." ”

As long as she thought that Lu Youyou actually kissed Jin Youye, Leng Qingyu was crazy with jealousy, why did her sweetheart who had been guarding for so long be taken advantage of by other women?

"Well, if it turns out that I'm not wearing a copycat, then you have to do what you say." Lu Youyou agreed without hesitation.

"There's no way I'm going to lose." Leng Qingyu sneered.

"Let me ask you if you dare?" Lu Youyou's face was full of impatience, "If you don't dare, don't bother my sister and me here, I'm going to class." ”