Chapter 170: Attracting Flowers and Butterflies
Abby snapped her fingers and smiled in her eyes, "It's really boring to communicate with a businessman like you, but ......" she stretched out her arm and pushed the bank card back, "This dress is going to be my gift to Xiao Luo." β
"Not necessarily." Yi Zeran stood up and grabbed Xiao Luo's wrist with one hand, "Next time you go against your father, this money may be able to save your life." β
The expression on Abby's face stiffened for a moment, and then shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Then I'll thank Mr. Yi for your kindness." β
The dress is made by Abby according to his own body size, the elements of traditional Chinese cheongsam and the large skirt of the West, the two styles are perfectly integrated, the skirt itself is very conservative, but it is a close-fitting type that shows the figure.
Originally, she was worried that it would be inappropriate to change to another person, but when she saw the beauty coming out of the locker room, she completely canceled her concerns.
The cut and design of the skirt completely fit Xiao Luo's body curve, and the beautiful characteristics of all women's bodies were brought into full play between the lotus steps, and Xiao Luo's eyebrows and eyes are deep, and the bridge of the nose is high, which complements the design style of the skirt cheongsam, and the black fabric sets off her white skin, which not only does not look old, but also sets off the beauty of mature women.
The fly in the ointment is that the skirt of the dress is slightly longer, and in order to match it more harmoniously, Abby deliberately found a pair of high heels from the store, bright red, thin heels, and her slender ankles are petite and delicate.
Because of his size, Xiao Luo usually doesn't like to wear high heels, especially those with thin heels, so he had some difficulty walking, and he barely walked to the fitting mirror with Abby's support.
Yi Zeran, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced up at the two of them, his eyes slid from Xiao Luo's curled hair all the way to his slender and fair ankles, his two thick eyebrows frowned slightly, he stood up and walked behind her silently.
Abby walked away with a look in his eyes, strode over to the small coffee table and picked up his hot coffee, leaning against the corner of the table to see the two of them talking to me.
Yi Zeran hugged her, walked to her fluffy hair and rubbed it lightly, "It's beautiful." β
His voice was soft, and Xiao Luo couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips when he heard it, but the man's next sentence knocked her back to reality: "But let's change the high heels, I may not be able to follow you all the time." β
Xiao Luo pursed his lips and stared at the man in the mirror angrily, "But this dress only looks good with high heels, and I can walk by myself, so I don't need to be looked at all the time." β
Yi Zeran's hand came to her through her hair, and her fingertips gently pinched her cheek, "Do you really want to wear it?" β
"Yes!" Xiao Luo nodded quickly.
"Then I know I'm going to tie you to all the time."
Yi Zeran showed a smile on his face, and hugged the person in the middle of a scream, "From now on, you will stay by my side every step of the way." β
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The centennial celebration of the Rouse family is a very vivid interpretation of the word luxury, the location is chosen in the most luxurious hotel in country M, the consumption of a glass of wine is extremely much the locals dare not imagine in a lifetime, the entire street in front of the hotel is blocked, the bodyguards in black uniforms line up from the street to the end of the street, the streets are covered with soft red carpets, and various types of luxury vehicles are lined up like fish scales in the parking lot.
When Yi Zeran arrived, it was when the guests flocked to the venue, men and women in fancy costumes entered the venue in turn with invitations in hand, and the doormen politely walked in front to lead the way for different guests, but the nature of the party was mostly the same, the women wore well-made dresses and looked for business partners, and the men looked around for business partners with wine glasses.
Xiao Luo walked a little slowly, and saw many familiar faces along the way, some of them were young people she met at the party when she first came, and some were unfamiliar faces that she had glimpsed at the wedding, among which she also saw Jiang Yuxiao and Yuan Mu.
One sat quietly in a beige dress, and it could be seen that she was not in a good mood, staring at a certain direction with a gloomy face, her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly.
Yuan Mu was not in a good mood, drinking by himself with a goblet, a man came over to talk with a smile, and was killed by him with a look.
Someone pulled his wrist, and a man's low voice came from his ear: "Look at the road." β
Xiao Luo's heart warmed, and he immediately withdrew his gaze and stared intently at the soft and bright red carpet under his feet.
The doorman who led the way continued to walk forward, and the guests on both sides were all left behind, until he reached the front seat, and when he saw Mr. Rouse, who was sitting silently in the crowd, the doorman bowed and quietly retreated.
Yi Zeran clenched Xiao Luo's palm and strode in the direction of Mr. Law.
The old man also noticed him, and got up from his seat on crutches, and the whole table immediately stood up because of his movements.
Xiao Luo naturally recognized Mr. Rouse, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried when he saw such a battle.
As if guessing her thoughts, Yi Zeran silently pinched her palm, and the eyes of the two people collided, and their eyes surged.
"Hello Mr. Law." Yi Zeran led Xiao Luo to stand still in everyone's sight, his calm expression and low tone, and his innate noble temperament made everyone stare with bated breath.
Mr. Rouse had a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and his dark brown eyes fell from Yi Zeran's expression of neither humility nor arrogance to Xiao Luo's body.
Eyes met, Xiao Luo's heart shook suddenly, the eyes were too vicious, like a precise scalpel, cutting open the chest, bypassing the complex nerves, and cutting the human heart, all the good and bad thoughts hidden in the heart were exposed to the light.
There was sweat oozing from her forehead, she blinked, forcing herself to ignore the sharp gaze, I don't know if it was an illusion, she always felt that Mr. Rolls was very interested in her, like a hunter aiming at the prey running in the forest, the bullet was loaded, and it was in danger of dying at any moment.
Yi Zeran staggered slightly, blocking Mr. Law's scrutinizing gaze, with a polite and distant smile on the corner of his mouth, and calmly sent his blessings.
Mr. Rouse stared at their clenched palms with a smirk, deliberately smelling something unusual in many people.
Xiao Luo, who was blocked, looked elsewhere, swept away a series of curious or jealous glances, and finally listened to the woman.
This is the third time I have seen her, today she is still mature and sexy, black low-cut long skirt, you can see the curve of the white flowers on her chest with a bow, Xiao Luo is not interested in her good figure, what really attracts her is the woman's eyes.
That look is too straightforward and vicious, it is the light that a woman unconsciously reveals when she meets the man she loves, she is looking at Yi Zeran, mixed with admiration and desire, looking at the man next to her unabashedly, which makes Xiao Luo feel very uncomfortable, and even wants to rush up and hide Yi Zeran behind her.
After a brief greeting, Mr. Rouse left his seat on the grounds that he was ill, and the rest of the men crowded around Yi Zeran as enthusiastically as if they were seeing relatives.
The identity and status of the person who can sit in such a seat is definitely not ordinary, Yi Zeran couldn't shirk it, so he had to arrange Xiao Luo in the nearest seat and took the wine glass handed by the man who came to talk to him.
Xiao Luo leaned quietly on the back of the chair, his eyes casually skimmed the decoration of the venue, and the eyes were all bright crystal chandeliers, the golden reliefs on the ceiling were illuminated by the white light as if they were alive, the plants, trees, gods and beasts were all smart, and the surrounding walls were also golden sculptures, with white walls, revealing elegance in luxury.
In the end, it is a well-known powerful family, and the place chosen is also outstanding, Xiao Luo sighed slightly, his eyes glanced inadvertently, and caught a glimpse of the ill-intentioned eyes of the woman opposite.
There was a little grievance in the resentment, the situation was like Xiao Luo was a third party who came out of thin air and snatched such a Langjun who originally belonged to her, calmly looked at her for a few seconds, Xiao Luo quietly retracted his gaze, and couldn't stop laughing in his heart, probably witnessing a series of farce-like things that happened to that woman, she really couldn't hate this woman with an extraordinary identity and crazy practices.
The banquet officially began with Mr. Rouse's speech, and men began to make business partners on such a rare occasion, especially the people around Yi Zeran, probably because the Yi family's turnaround during this period was too beautiful, and the people in the circle almost toasted Yi Zeran with admiration.
Xiao Luo was isolated from the crowd, and not far away was a group of young women in beautiful clothes and sideburns chatting about gossip, sitting in the center was Darcy, Xiao Luo heard this name from other women, and the girls saw her in an intimate tone like a sister.
Darcy has a very bold personality, sat down and took the wine handed by the woman, and before she drank two glasses, a woman leaned over and asked her about Yi Zeran's identity, Xiao Luo heard it clearly, so he put down the food in his hand and listened to the corner of the wall.
Most of the content of the chat in the back is related to Yi Zeran, especially when they learned that Yi Zeran was still unmarried, several young women excitedly said that their eyes lit up, compared to Darcy, who was less calm, and glanced at Xiao Luo from a distance with a wine glass, "Don't worry, you already have a fiancΓ©e." β
Xiao Luo frowned, after coming to country M, she was used to many people calling Yi Zeran "ran", but spit out from this woman's mouth made her feel disgusted, and what disgusted her even more was Darcy's later sentence: "When he recovers his single status, it's not too late for you to pursue it, but we may be competitors at that time." β
The woman had a haughty smile on her face, and her tone was full of confidence, and she seemed to be sure that she and Yi Zeran would be separated one day.
Thinking of Mr. Law's scrutinizing gaze again, Xiao Luo suddenly felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and that uneasiness was like a cluster of sparks splashing in the corner, and when the wind blew, it burned wildly, and it didn't need a reason, and it couldn't be contained at all.
She subconsciously went to the crowd to look for Yi Zeran's figure, but people came and went, Yi Zeran had already been swept up in the flow of people, and the men of country M were naturally tall, covering her vision like a wall.