In the face of Ou Yuanlan's sudden concern, Lin Qingqing seemed a little embarrassed. "Much better." She replied a little uncomfortably.

"Come home with me for dinner in the evening." He nodded thoughtfully, then commanded.

Yes, it is a command, an order that people cannot refuse. Lin Qingqing suddenly felt that she seemed to have fallen into a trap, Ou Yuanlan's sudden concern just now made her lose her ability to judge, and she didn't think of what his motive was. Now, as soon as I heard him give such an order, it immediately dawned on me.

But now that the words are out, she doesn't even seem to have a decent excuse. Suddenly, she had an idea and quickly covered her stomach. "It seems that there is still some discomfort, can I not go today?" She glanced at Ou Yuanlan with her eyes.

Ou Yuanlan smiled, he seemed to have guessed this kind of answer a long time ago. "Then go to the hospital first, and then go home for dinner." He said impersonally. "Medical expenses are deducted from your salary." Finally, he had to add.

As soon as he heard the last sentence, Lin Qingqing instantly straightened up. "I'm much better, I don't have to go to the hospital." She didn't bother to continue pretending.

In fact, after vomiting in the bathroom, she felt much better, and she was not as uncomfortable as before. But it was Ou Yuanlan, a vampire, who didn't want to let her go at all.

Sure enough, to subdue a woman like Lin Qingqing, you have to use some special routines. Ou Yuanlan had a smile in his eyes, but unfortunately, Lin Qingqing didn't see anything.

At this time, Lin Qingqing was still depressed in his heart, wasn't he just having dinner? Could it be that Ou Yuanlan can't eat alone, so he has to call someone to come over and eat with him? What kind of rich man's quirk is this? If he really has this kind of quirk, why don't he go to find a high-end restaurant, where are there many women who want to eat with him.

Lin Qingqing only dared to think about these inner activities in his heart, and did not dare to put them directly on the table. Today's incident was originally a bad thing for her, and someone had just rescued her, so it seemed too early to be ungrateful.

Ou Yuanlan's car did not open a conference apartment, but drove to a clubhouse in the center of the city that looked very high-end. "Get out of the car." Like letting Lin Qingqing get into the car, he was always in a commanding tone.

With a blank look at Ou Yuanlan in his heart, Lin Qingqing silently got out of the car. This person eats and eats, and if he doesn't get this kind of club, it's really not too troublesome, she complained in her heart.

Walking into the club behind Ou Yuanlan, Lin Qingqing looked at the decoration here curiously. There was always a scent floating in the place, but it was similar to shampoo or shower gel, not like food at all.

Before Lin Qingqing could react, Ou Yuanlan directly pulled her over, and then stuffed her to a stylist. "Pick out her clothes and do a look, and in an hour, I'm going to see someone different."

"Hey......" Before Lin Qingqing's doubts could be asked, Ou Yuanlan had already left her with only a tall back.

It's just a dinner, is it really necessary to change into a dress or look what? Lin Qingqing became more and more puzzled, what kind of place did this man want to take him to eat? Or is it the same as the last time Lin Yan treated himself, he just wants to use himself?

But before Lin Qingqing could think about these problems, she had already been taken away by the stylist. Standing in front of a dazzling array of dresses at this time, she was completely shocked.

Poverty limits her imagination, and that's true. In the days when he went to work and got off work every day, Lin Qingqing never thought that one day he would be like Cinderella Liang, and he would really be able to wear the dream of a princess.

"Miss Lin, do you like it?" The stylist asked, pointing to the dazzling array of dresses in front of him.

With a casual pull, Lin Qingqing took out a small white dress skirt. "How's this one?" She asked, a little uncertainly, but there was a small light in her eyes.

That girl didn't have a princess dream, especially a white princess dress. That feeling is different from wearing a wedding dress and being a wife, it is like a dream, carrying the innocence of a little girl who is not yet mature and the youthfulness of a girl.

The stylist nodded. "Miss Lin, your vision is quite unique, this skirt has a nice name, called a girl's dream." She sighed at Lin Qingqing.

"Really?" Holding her skirt and comparing it to the mirror, Lin Qingqing seemed to really see her girlhood self.

At that time, she was not particularly mature and always wore a wide school uniform. Because she followed behind Lin Yan and Lin Yu, she was like a maid and never had the aura of the protagonist.

But now, the dress seems to brighten up her gray girlhood. If she had a dream at that time, then probably in addition to freedom, it was such a skirt that could wrap her graceful figure and satisfy her fantasies.

The moment he changed into a dress and came out of the fitting room, Lin Qingqing was shocked by himself in front of the mirror. Is this person her? The girl in the mirror looked much younger than she was.

White lace adorns the skirt and puff sleeves, and a beige bow design at the back and neckline. The retro square neck can just show Lin Qingqing's good-looking collarbone and slender neck, and the diamond embellishment at the waist makes this skirt suddenly have a sense of luxury.

Slowly turning in a circle, the skirt swaying gently as she turned. The person inside was really her, Lin Qingqing held his little face and admired himself.

"It seems that this skirt really suits you, Miss Lin." Even the stylist couldn't help but praise it again and again. "Time is running out, I'll do your hair and makeup." She proposed.

Lin Qingqing nodded, and then followed the stylist to the dressing room. Although she still didn't want to accompany Ou Yuanlan to eat any so-called dinner, after wearing this dress, she didn't seem to resist so much.

After half an hour of makeup and hairstyle, when Lin Qingqing opened her eyes again, the person in the mirror was completely unrecognizable. The long curls that are so smooth that people want to touch them, the half-balled head that is coiled up, and a white bow on it, seems to echo the dress.

Makeup made her whole face look better, pink girly blush, pink lipstick, and her fair skin, as well as long and curly eyelashes, and watery eyes, making her look like a real princess.

Lin Qingqing shook his head, trying to sober himself up. She is in her twenties, past the age of dreaming. The princess dream is beautiful, but it is also short-lived.