Chapter Ninety-Seven: There is a kind of sourness called jealousy
Yu Xiaoli's makeup and clothes are much more low-key than in the past, and her expression is no longer so arrogant. However, when he saw Bai Xiaoxi, he couldn't help but show obvious hostility.
Glancing at Bai Xiaoxi slightly, Yu Xiaoli didn't say another word, and walked away on her high heels.
"Cut! What is it! Miss Eight looked at Yu Xiaoli's graceful swaying figure with disdain.
Bai Xiaoxi didn't have any superfluous expression, but turned to Coco, who was in charge of model arrangement in the human resources department, and ordered, "Take me to see the wedding dress first." ”
As the finale, the wedding dress is not placed in a uniform finished room, like other samples, but in a separate cabinet with crystal glass on all sides. The finished product is really more amazing than the drawings!
The holy white gauze is cut smoothly into a classic bandeau model. However, the top of the bandeau model is covered with delicate lace as an elegant one-line shoulder, adding a touch of the flavor of the retro court of European royalty, highlighting the grandeur of the wedding.
The design of the lower body is even more ingenious, jumping out of the traditional fluffy hem or fishtail hem, and turning into a side-oblique tassel design, which adds a playful and agile feeling. The elongated side on the left side is adorned with handmade three-dimensional roses, highlighting the atmosphere of the wedding.
From the bandeau to the hem, it is completely embellished with white crystals and diamonds, and under the illumination of the four overhead lights, it is even more dazzling and radiating, exuding a dazzling light!
"It's so beautiful!" Miss Eight's slender fingers grabbed Bai Xiaoxi's sleeve, and the longing light in her eyes almost eclipsed everything around her, except for the wedding dress in the cupboard, of course!
Miss Eight looks like she's never been married! Bai Xiaoxi smiled, and took a closer look through the glass cabinet, Zhong Yiming is worthy of being the holy hand of the wedding dress design industry! This wedding dress has almost all the desires and fantasies of a woman for a wedding dress!
Such a perfect wedding dress naturally has extremely high requirements for the shower. There are several layers to the dress, and the model needs to be able to show all of them accordingly, so as to live up to the designer's painstaking efforts.
"Zhen Wenjing?" Bai Xiaoxi called Miss Eight as she walked out. But no one responded at all, so he had to raise it by another eight decibels," Zhen Wenjing !! ”
Miss Eight's soul was almost lost, and after Bai Xiaoxi raised the decibel for the third time, she finally reluctantly bit her finger and followed back step by step.
"It's beautiful! Hey, I want to get married again! Miss Eight was in the elevator, but the soul did not come back, and her eyes looked up at Lu Shang stupidly, as if the beautiful wedding dress was in the air for her to admire.
Bai Xiaoxi was too calm, except for the slightly upturned corners of his mouth, there was no warm expression at all.
"Shirahiro! Don't you feel anything when you look at that wedding dress? Miss Eight's surprised eyes looked like she was wondering if Bai Xiaoxi was a woman after all. Uh-huh! Bai Xiaoxi is indeed not like a woman, and a woman who is not interested in a man like Mo Ziheng really can't be considered a woman!
Knowing that Miss Lu Daoba was waiting for her answer, Bai Xiaoxi pretended not to hear. She really didn't know how to answer this question.
In fact, the moment she saw the wedding dress, Bai Xiaoxi almost had the illusion that this wedding dress was completely designed for herself. She could even imagine herself wearing this wedding dress and standing with Mo Ziheng in a stunning appearance.
But this can only stay in the stage of imagination, with these years of experience, she is much more mature than when she was young. Marriage is really not what she thought when she was young, as long as she loves each other. Marriage is often much more complicated and involves many aspects than love. Mo Ziheng's shrewd and powerful mother alone can make her tired and out of breath!
With only one Mo Ziheng loving her, how long can their marriage go? And how long can his love last? Moreover, she didn't believe that he would get married easily!
Bai Xiaoxi's indifference almost drove Miss Eight crazy, "Bai Xiaoxi, just say whether you love Mo Ziheng or not!" ”
Do you need to ask this question again? If you don't love him, how can you be dizzy by him, and easily fall into his arms? Maybe Bai Xiaoxi was annoyed by Miss Eight, or maybe Bai Xiaoxi felt that she was tortured too much by her hidden feelings! She finally chose to face her emotions, and if she suppressed it, she would really go crazy! You have to tell yourself the truth! It's a very embarrassing thing to wear a mask all the time!
"Love !!"
The echo was still echoing back and forth in the elevator, and the elevator door opened with a clang. Glancing at the person in front of him, Bai Xiaoxi was embarrassed at first, and then regretted it. Because what she saw was President Mo Da hugging a sexy beauty with honey curly hair and whispering and laughing.
Scold! She actually loves such a person?!
Seeing Bai Xiaoxi, Mo Ziheng was slightly stunned at first, and then casually took the beauty into the elevator.
Bai Xiaoxi stood near the center of the elevator, because he had been thinking about whether his word "love" had been heard by Mo Ziheng, so he didn't get out of the way in time.
In this way, when Mo Ziheng came in with the girl, he naturally bumped into Bai Xiaoxi. Because of her defenselessness, the international fashion queen was almost knocked against the inner wall of the elevator......
And Mo Ziheng didn't know if Lu Dao really didn't notice it, or if he deliberately snubbed Bai Xiaoxi, and he didn't react at all. It's just that he is self-conscious and ambiguous with the beauty. Through the refraction of the metal siding, Bai Xiaoxi clearly knew that the two people behind Lu Dao were now kissing as if no one was around......
His hands and feet were cold, Bai Xiaoxi could clearly feel that his hands and feet were covered with a thin layer of cold sweat, and a shameful feeling that he had never felt before slowly filled his chest, and he was sour! The worst spilled out and spread throughout the body. She felt like her whole being was about to explode!
Miss Eight's eyes were almost falling off, and she looked at everything in front of her in disbelief. Yesterday, Mo Ziheng also took special care of her, asking her to help match herself and Bai Xiaoxi, and now she ...... Which one is this?
Bai Xiaoxi sat in a separate small office in the interview hall, and glanced through the glass at the whole row of bored beauties sitting outside, "Coco, start the interview immediately!" ”
Coco nodded in agreement, and walked two steps but was stopped by Bai Xiaoxi, "Wait, the people outside will take a look first, sift out more than half of it first, and then notify me to retest the rest." ”
"What are the requirements?"
"In terms of temperament, it is mainly classical and gentle," she glanced at the honey-colored curly-haired beauty slightly, "The more Westernized hot girl is directly passed!" ”