"You don't have to do anything, the young marshal only needs to invite Ling Jing to the auction, which is the icing on the cake."

Mu Feichi didn't seem to expect her to say this, and snorted lightly, "You asked me to invite him to go, why didn't you ask me if I was going?" ”

"The young marshal wants to come and see a good show, welcome! However, it is still three chapters of the law, and it is not allowed to interfere! ”

"You don't tell me anything, aren't you afraid that I'll be idle and bored to make up for your mother?"

"The young marshal thinks, I welcome it too, but I bear the consequences."

Without waiting for him to speak, she hung up the phone directly, not worrying that he would mess around.

Since he was able to call her, it meant that he was asking for her opinion, and he didn't interfere or intend to help.

Well, tonight, her mother is on her way to death!

————

After dinner, Yun Xi tied her head with a ball and changed into a goose yellow mid-sleeved long skirt.

The goose-yellow cardigan silk smock with a white suspender gauze skirt is still a retro design cut.

It's just that this set is not embellished with buckles, she specially pinned a daisy pin, and the whole set is magnificent and fashionable.

was dressed in a decent manner, but it made her look gentle and dignified, and the goose yellow lined her whole person with extra delicateness.

It's neither too flamboyant nor too low-key, making it perfect for an auction.

Compared with the set of white lotus dresses given by Mu Feichi, she felt that it was more suitable for her to be plain.

Hidden deep and low-key, in order to kill people invisibly.

Out of the compound, the second aunt's car was already waiting at the door.

After getting into the car, Yao Ying glanced at her and nodded with satisfaction.

"You still look the best, dignified and delicate, and have the posture of a famous daughter. Compared to those daughters who can't wait to drape all kinds of big names in the fashion show, you can definitely be called a standout tonight. ”

"The second aunt laughed, how can I compare with those daughters."

"It's good to keep a low profile."

The mall came over, and Yao Ying could see that this girl was much smarter than the two straw bales at home.

The charity auction is held at the most prestigious Kyoto Hotel in Kyoto, and the parking lot in front of the hotel is full of all kinds of luxury cars, just like a luxury car show.

Speaking of which, this is not the first time Yunxi has come to the Kyoto Hotel.

In the previous life, almost all social negotiations, everyone liked to choose this place to show their status and sincerity.

She is familiar with this place, and even if she goes back to the past, the Kyoto Grand Hotel has not changed much, except that the décor is a little old.

There was a lot of security outside the banquet parlor on the first floor, and the black layer after layer of security personnel stood guard in the corridor, verifying the magnetic stripe of the invitations in the hands of all the guests.

Stepping into the corridor, Yun Xi saw Liang Xiuqin and Yun Ziling and Liang Xinyi coming from the other side at a glance.

Yun Xi glanced at the skirt on Yun Ziling's body, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she really couldn't help laughing at the beginning.

Her figure is a little far from Yun Ziling, Mu Feichi's eyes are too vicious, and she can pinch out what size she wears.

Yun Ziling is not as tall as her, and she is fatter than her.

The knee-length dress was worn on Yun Ziling's body, which had reached her calves, and the place where her waist was cinched tightly tightened.

A good skirt lined Yun Ziling to be fat and short.

On the contrary, Liang Xinyi on the side knows how to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages, and the dress she chose is very ordinary, a light purple traditional model.

I don't know if Liang Xiuqin didn't want her to steal the limelight from Yun Ziling, so she deliberately bought this somewhat outdated model, or picked it casually to save money.

In such a comparison, Yun Ziling really looks like a nouveau riche lady.

Yao Ying also looked at Yun Ziling and chuckled, "Painting a tiger is not an anti-dog." ”