Chapter 169

"Miss Su, have you finished melting? Don't cry and beg me to help you -"

When she saw the figure inside, sister Lin's pupils shrank suddenly, and all her words were stuck in her throat

How can there be such a gorgeous woman in this world?

Mingming has just turned 18, but the whole body's aura is even more noble than the empress of the world!

How to describe this kind of beauty?

Unlike song Qianqian's gentle and lovely beauty.

It's not like that kind of tawdry flirtatious nightclub.

Su Qinghuan did not wear the orange backless dress selected by song Qianqian, but chose a more difficult one line collar wine red dress!

The workmanship of that skirt is not complicated. It has a low-key sense of luxury. Song Qianqian once wanted to try it!

But the waist is so tight that she can hardly hold any weight. Even if she tries hard to lose weight, she can't wear it!

……

Now this skirt is worn on Su Qinghuan, but it seems to be tailored for her.

The skirt contour perfectly fits her delicate waist line and shoulder blades. The velvet fabric has a full sense of falling. It flies at the girl's feet when walking, just like blooming red lotus!

Obviously, the red is amazing enough, but Su Qinghuan wears a more eye-catching red diamond necklace!

The wine red dress is actually a minimalist and indifferent style. There is no special innovation at all. It just shows the girl's slender collarbone, but because of the exaggerated L-shaped red diamond necklace, the regular shape is a little more flexible!

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The two opposite styles appeared on Su Qinghuan at the same time, which could be neutralized so skillfully!

Sister Lin's breath stagnated and she couldn't help looking up. She lost her soul and stared at Su Qinghuan's face.

"How can it be so beautiful?"

Sister Lin muttered to herself. I can't believe that people in red can still show a cold and vulgar!

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Su Qinghuan's facial features are indeed extremely exquisite, but sister Lin even felt that she didn't paint much on her face at first glance. She just made a simple bottom, revealing the girl's clear complexion.

If others do this, they will certainly look too light and be overwhelmed by high saturation skirts and jewelry, but Su Qinghuan doesn't!

Her lips were only slightly scratched with a touch of retro red, and the whole aura was completely subdued.

She doesn't have to say half a word, or show off her graceful figure like some red carpet actresses. As long as she stands there, she can directly catch everyone's eyes!

This aura is not destined to be the kind of little sister next door who makes people feel close, nor the delicate princess who needs everyone to take care of in the palm of their hand!

She is destined to be the queen!

Let everyone surrender at a glance!

Sister Lin stumbled back a step. She suddenly believed that Su Qinghuan's remark that she was not good enough was not a mockery!

If she designs and wears this dress for others, she will only try to make people feel beautiful without making mistakes in the overall shape.

But Su Qinghuan is different. She is the focus. Her clothes are just her foil!

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Su Qinghuan glanced at sister Lin indifferently and wanted to leave.

Although sister Lin is greedy for money, she really has aesthetic pursuit. At this moment, she was defeated in her best field. She couldn't help but bite her teeth and stop her and sincerely apologize.

"Sorry, I shouldn't slander your aesthetics, Miss Su. I hope I can get your advice in the future."

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In the Song family garden, the sun is shining, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The fountain in the center of the lawn has jumped up with the orchestral music, emitting dazzling brilliance in the sun.

Song Qianqian didn't know what was going on in the dressing room, so he stepped on the proud pace and appeared at the place where the formal banquet was held.

She thought of the way Su Qinghuan casually picked up the red diamond necklace when she left, and almost laughed.

Indeed, it is the dumpling from the countryside, even the famous international makeup of Lin Jie dares to make complaints about it, and the beauty is not to be flattered.

——There are so many ornaments on the dressing table. Su Qinghuan took the one with the most exaggerated shape. As expected, it is a nouveau riche aesthetic, earthy and vulgar!

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Song Qianqian looked at the layout of various props present and was very satisfied.

In particular, on the lawn, the long table with western style Bullock style, and the perfume lily with elegant fragrance on every table, she chose to go to the market in person.

The Song family is willing to spend a lot of money according to her mind, which is the best proof that she is the Song family's daughter!

Even if Su Qinghuan shed the blood of the Song family, so what!

Only she is the only focus of today's high-level banquet!

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Housekeeper Wu also walked up dogleg and ordered the servant to put the food more delicately.

There are all kinds of snacks on the long table, and the servant is busy pouring champagne into the goblet, making this luxury of the upper class more eye-catching.

"Miss, are you satisfied with today's arrangement?"

Song Qianqian nodded with a noble and elegant smile on his face.

"Housekeeper Wu, you've worked hard. I'll give you more good words in front of my father."

Housekeeper Wu is her person and has solved many dirty things for her secretly. If song Zilang really dismisses housekeeper Wu because of Su Qinghuan, song Qianqian's heart is dripping blood!

Thinking of song Zilang's recent changes, song Qianqian bit his teeth, and his beautiful face became a little distorted.

Even if song's father loves her again, she can't inherit the family business of the Song family. It's necessary to let song Zilang know that she is the most proud little princess of the Song family!

Thinking of this, song Qianqian straightened his back for a few minutes.

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It was time for the official admission. Song Qianqian soon saw many men and women in Chinese clothes coming towards the lawn.

Song Qianqian stood next to song's mother, holding the master's style, and leaned over and smiled at them appropriately.

"Hello, uncle Zhao. You are becoming more and more powerful. Qianqian must visit your house in person next month."

The middle-aged man called Uncle Zhao by song Qianqian is the head of city A. secretly, I don't know how many people flatter!

The other party held the mayor's shelf, but nodded without salt, and didn't look at Song Qianqian's face.

"Qianqian is becoming more and more beautiful."

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Song Qianqian was not angry at all. She had found a place among many young people, and countless men and women were admiring her, just like Mayor Zhao.

Song Qianqian wanted to approach her fiance Shen Zhiyuan with a skirt, but found that the other party looked at something like a lost god.

"Zhiyuan, what's the matter?"

Shen Zhiyuan breathed a little and grabbed her arm.

"Qian Qian, who is that?"

Song Qianqian was stunned. He didn't understand each other's meaning, but he heard a burst of exclamation around him.

"God, that girl is so beautiful. How come I've never seen her!"

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[good night, fairies ~]