Chapter 77 Is It Plastic Surgery?

Every time she picked one, Tong Huaer would try it on, but every time she walked out, she was passed by the man sitting on the sofa.

He changed seven or eight dresses in a row, but none of them satisfied him.

"I think it's okay. Is it really not good?" Tong Huaer's delicate face was a little tired, and he turned to look outside, "The mall is about to close. Let's buy this one."

"If you don't leave, I'll see who dares to kick you out." Zong Beili frowned and gave her a faint glance.

Tong Huaer immediately shut his mouth.

Well, who dares to chase zong beili away, except that he doesn't want to mess around anymore.

The manager stood respectfully by the side, not daring to speak. Zong Beili stared at Tong Huaer for a while, then suddenly frowned and looked coldly at the manager, "Don't you have any clothes that can fit your eyes?"

What's wrong with her clothes? The top international brands are all designed by famous designers, but his requirements are too high.

Tong Huaer secretly glanced at zong beili. The man's chiseled silhouette seemed to have crossed a layer of gold. She stuck out her tongue and looked down at the ground.

The manager was shaken by Zong Beili's gaze and suddenly thought of something. He immediately said, "Yes! Young master Zong, we just flew in a dress this morning. It's a designer from Milan..."

"Do you think I can't afford it if you don't take it out?" Zong Beili didn't have the patience to hear the manager finish. The stern look on his cold face scared the manager so much that he turned around and ran away, not daring to say another word.

"Zong Beili, can you not be so fierce to others? Look, you scared them out of their wits." Tong Huaer stood aside and stuck out his tongue.

"Am I scary?" Zong Beili stared at her, his angular features tinged with a hint of malice.

Tong Huaer was stunned and nodded at him. For example, he is scary enough now.

Then why aren't you afraid of me? Against me three or four times?!" The man frowned unhappily.

Tong Huaer was stunned.

"Here, here, young master Zong. This is the dress. I'll take miss tong to try it on." The manager's timely words broke the awkwardness between the two of them.

Tong Huaer looked at Zong Beili and took a deep breath. Why wasn't she afraid of him?

Go to the fitting room and change the clothes that the manager brought. Tong Huaer opened the door and walked out. Zongbei li, who was standing beside her, looked at her. This time, before he could speak, Tong Huaer frowned and said, "Can't this dress work?"

What the stylists were debating was the color of the dress she wanted to wear. Tong Huaer originally wanted to buy a black or red dress. Anyway, these international famous dresses were not ugly, and they could give the stylists an explanation.

However, the dress was tied in black, not knowing what material it was made of, and the floor-length skirt was a little fluffy. On the smoky gray skirt, it spread from the bottom to the top with extremely thin white branches.

It was a beautiful dress, but it wasn't suitable for the promotional film she was going to shoot this time.

Zong Beili stared at her without saying a word, and there was no expression on his handsome face. Tong Huaer thought he didn't look good either, so he turned around and wanted to change his clothes.

"Stop!" Zong Beili's deep voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Tong Huaer stopped and turned to look at the man confusedly. Seeing that he was staring at her for a while, he suddenly said to the manager beside him, "I want this dress!"

Tong Huaer's eyes widened in surprise.

The manager had already gone to write the ticket. Tong Huaer looked at the manager's back and walked up to Zong Beili. He frowned and said, "This dress doesn't fit me. It's too different from the one that the stylist gave me."

"Do you think I'll make you wear something inappropriate?" Zong Beili looked at her with raised eyebrows. She had no idea how beautiful she looked in this dress.

Tong Huaer still felt that it was not appropriate, but it was obvious that her opinion was not important here, so she could only go back to the fitting room to change her clothes and leave with a sullen face behind Zong Beili.

The two of them went to dinner together again, and when they got home, she was still not very happy. Of course, Zong Beili was not in the mood to make her happy, so he walked into the bedroom, threw her on the big bed without a word, and fiercely pounced on her.

The next day.

Tong Huaer took the dress she bought yesterday and handed it to the stylist nervously, making up a lie that he would break to explain what happened yesterday.

Who knew that the stylist had just opened the box and immediately let out a series of exclamations, took the dress out of the box and looked at her in surprise.

"Miss Tong, you really bought this dress!"

"Uh, I..."

"Oh my god! This is the work of c. L this year! The only one! It's mine every day. I heard that there are only three in the world. No one has bought one before. Miss Tong actually owns one so quickly!"

Before Tong Huaer could say anything, the stylists could not help but look at the dress and sigh with emotion, as if they saw some rare treasure.

Tong Huaer couldn't empathize. She stood aside and smiled, but she was relieved. As long as she liked the look, she was a bad friend.

"Miss Tong, please sit down in front of the dressing table. We'll start now!"

An excited stylist pulled her to the makeup mirror and started styling for the shoot.

The director in charge of this shoot was an internationally renowned director. Tong Huaer had met him on the night of the awards ceremony on tv. When she saw him in person, she was so shocked that she could hardly speak.

The director was very professional and the filming went smoothly. Although there were some minor incidents, they were all solved perfectly in the end.

There was a two-hour break at noon. Tong Huaer went back to the time to change into his clothes, remove his makeup, take his wallet, and plan to go out for lunch.

"Did you see the model who made the promotional film today? Where did she come from? I didn't see her audition before, so why did I suddenly decide on her?"

"Who knows? Maybe it has a background!"

"I think it looks pretty good."

"Gee, who knows if it's plastic surgery!"

Tong Huaer had just opened the door of the fitting room when he heard a discussion about her not far away. He was a little embarrassed. It was a corner and he had to pass by if he wanted to take a seat, but now...

Tong Huaer didn't expect the rumors to come so soon, but she had already parachuted down and it was normal for people to discuss her.

Forget it, she'll go out after they leave.

Just as Tong Huaer was about to return to the fitting room, a familiar voice sounded behind him, "Miss Tong."

"Ah!" Tong Huaer was startled. She turned around and saw Ye Shen standing behind her. Her little hand made a hush.