"Where to go? I'll send you. ”

Cheng Desire's body was stained with Shen Weiwei's perfume smell, which was not very strong. But everything about Shen Weiwei made Ling Xiao disgusted.

She took a small step back and said coldly, "No, I don't sit in someone else's seat." ”

Cheng wanted to chuckle.

Ling Xiao ignored him, placed an order, and waited for the taxi to take the order on the side.

Cheng wanted to be cheap, and he was in a hurry to ask others to accept his kindness, kicked the bottom frame of the car, and prepared to drive away.

"Wait." Ling Xiao suddenly called out to him.

"It's useless to regret it. I don't want to do a good deed every day now. ”

Ling Xiao resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "What about my things?" When will I be returned? ”

"Now."

Ling Xiao raised her eyebrows, and just as she was surprised why he was suddenly so good at talking, a retro silver skull headdress was handed to her palm.

"What is this?"

"Hair ring."

"I know! I mean, what does it have to do with me? Ling Xiao was speechless with anger, and raised the hair ring in front of him and asked, "Just this thing, I still have to worry about being seen by your brother and threatened by you?" ”

Cheng wanted to raise his eyebrows, disagreeing with her statement, "Your hair ring is on me, if my brother sees it, aren't you worried?" After all, I'm never a liar. When he asked me where I was from, I was sure that I had picked it up in bed after waking up. ”

Since wearing hearing aids, in order to cover up the defects in his ears, Ling Xiao has not tied his hair for ten years.

How could this hair ring be hers?

Thinking that because of such a thing, he was coerced and tossed for a night yesterday, Ling Xiao was so angry that he threw the hair ring on the ground, "Cheng Ershao, there are so many women you have handled, and there must be a lot of things that fall on your bed." It's inevitable to make mistakes. So next time before returning something, let's find out who the owner is! ”

The silver skull fell on the asphalt without a sound.

Cheng's eyes instantly darkened.

He stared down at the hair ring on the ground, not saying a word, not knowing what to think.

Ling Xiao was also frightened by his rare expression, and even wondered if he had just said too much.

Just as she was struggling with whether to pick it up and apologize, her phone rang suddenly.

Soon, a taxi also pulled over.

It was like a rescue soldier descending from the sky, freeing her from this strange and awkward atmosphere.

Amid the urging sound of the car horn, Ling Xiao finally ignored this psychological burden and got into the car without looking back at the silent man behind him.

……

To participate in the old man's birthday banquet, Ling Xiao rummaged through the wardrobe and didn't have suitable clothes, so he immediately thought of Zhu Xinya.

Zhu Xinya is a self-employed rich second generation who runs a women's clothing store and sells clothes designed by herself both online and offline.

Ling Xiao is her exclusive model.

The two met at work, went back and forth, and became best friends.

"Just look for me. There is no one in the world who knows your body better than I do. ”

"I suspect you're driving."

"But you have no proof!" Zhu Xinya said, pulling out a shelf of clothes from the workshop, "You, you have such a good figure, in order to cater to the narrow aesthetics of the man who is in Xi Yan, you dress up as plain as the grave every day." This banquet, wear this, listen to me. ”

Ling Xiao stared at the dress in her hand, "This is also the color of the grave." ”

"But you're good for black! You have to trust my vision as a designer. ”

"I don't like black."

"Why?"

"I probably wore too much when I was a child, and I got tired of it." Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and casually pointed to a red cheongsam, "That's not a vegetarian, it's all right?" ”

"It's not the right size, I'll change it for you. By the way, make a little design. Even if you can't overwhelm the audience, you have to dump Shen Weiwei on the street! ”

Zhu Xinya was very stubborn, and felt that black was more temperamental, so she simply hollowed out the waist, back, and all the places that could show women's curves and figures, and spliced black lace.

There was also a black rose sewn on the left shoulder, which made Ling Xiao very cold.

Ling Guojian looked at his daughter, who was not the same as before, and rarely showed a good face, "You are very beautiful today, very similar to your mother when she was young." ”

What came to Ling Xiao's mind was the face of his mother in the hospital, who had described it as withered, and sneered at his meaningless compliment.

Shen Mingwei was unhappy when she heard her husband's words of missing his ex-wife, and looked back at the two people in the back seat.