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The guests, who were closer to the three of them, seemed to have noticed the unusual and delicate atmosphere between the three of them. They all cast their gazes onto them.

This time, Mo Jian Jian was even more perturbed, the Master F was angry that he wore a copy and destroyed his design, and wanted to embarrass himself in front of everyone?

Master F, who was critical of his work to be perfect, simply stated his intentions. He knew that Mo Jian Jian had deliberately changed the shape of his skirt.

"Master H, who is it? Fine, fine, since you guys are so insistent, I'll go with you guys!

Seeing that more and more people were gathering, Mo Jian Jian was afraid that things might get out of hand and it would become difficult to deal with them. Unwilling to do so, he followed the two of them to the lounge upstairs.

Initially, she thought that she was going to be naked, but she didn't expect the Master F to change her clothes first.

As he was changing clothes, Mo Jian Jian took a careful look at the zipper behind his back, and confirmed that the Master F's autograph was indeed not on it. If he found out that this was a knockoff, what would she do?

She had yet to find her contact and finish what she wanted to do. If something happened and she had to escape in the middle of it, wouldn't there be no meaning for her to come here?

The golden-haired woman tried to take the dress from, but she found that Mo Jian Jian was holding onto it tightly.

"Bring it over. It's your honor to be received by the Master F!"

It was as if the golden-haired woman worshipped him, she eagerly snatched the clothes in Mo Jian Jian's hands and brought it to the Master F who was sitting at the side of the workbench.

"Oh, no!" Isn't this the sixth piece I made last time? It was just taken away, how could it be broken like this? "

Master F started to complain in fluent French. His expression was somewhat angry and helpless. Mo Jian Jian carefully hugged Master F as he looked at Master F's face that was slightly filled with anger.

What was going on? Did the fact that he was wearing the knockoff goods get exposed?

Otherwise, why would the previously amiable Master F be filled with rage?

"Miss, may I ask how did you break it? Did you cut it?"

After carefully studying it, Master F noticed some clues. She frowned and asked Mo Jian Jian with a low voice.

"Mm, yes, yes."

Nodding with fear and trepidation, Mo Jian Jian thought that Master F was about to sue her for tort, but unexpectedly, he revealed a shocking truth.

"I don't know why you cut this dress, but do you know that the person who gave it to you paid ten times the price and only allowed me to get rid of this unique sixth dress? "You actually do not know how to cherish it, modifying it as you please. This is truly surprising!"

The meaning behind Master F's words was obvious. This dress was not a high-end imitation, but a genuine product.

What does he mean? Does he mean to say that Huang Fu Ye spent ten times the price compared to the market price and ordered this dress for her?

No wonder she had put on an unexpected fit. At that time, she had thought that it was because of her figure standard, but now that she thought about it, Huang Fu Ye must have measured her stature and reported it to this strange Master F, right?

"Wait, ten times? Can you tell me how much it is? "

Mo Jian Jian had never thought that Huang Fu Ye would go to so much trouble for her. She had thought that this was just a high imitator, and almost threw it into the trash can.

"The original price of those five limited edition copies is five million. How much do you think ten times that is?"

Master F was busy patching up her skirt, and the golden-haired beauty was the first to answer. Hearing this, Mo Jian Jian was stunned in place, and couldn't recover from his shock for a long time, as if he had been struck by lightning.

What the hell? A crappy dress costs fifty million?

Hey, hey, Huang Fu Ye, is your family rich enough to keep you warm? Otherwise, why would you spend such a huge sum of money to buy me an unremarkable dress?

Fifty million is enough to buy a mansion, and you actually bought a dress with it!

Wuu wuu, if I knew it would be like this, I would have given it back to you! Now that I have accepted such a huge gift for no reason, how can I endure it!?

"Well, I made a little bit of a change so I wouldn't see any more of the cuts. It was a bit late to sew the dress, so I didn't have time to sign it. I made it up for you this time. Little girl, even if you quarrel with your boyfriend, you can't mistreat your clothes! It's your most loyal friend, and it can cover up a lot of your shortcomings. "

After patching her skirt, Master F's mood immediately became clear. He smiled and handed the small gown over to Mo Jian Jian, then indicated for her to trade it at the back.

"Thank you, I understand."

How could Mo Jian Jian be so shameless as to tell Master F that she was once forced to ruin her skirt to avoid responsibility!

After changing it quickly, Mo Jian Jian realized that the place that the Master F had cut her off was now even higher, just like the opening of her qipao. After that, he used the silver thread to wrap the sides and sewed them together, adding a bit of sexiness and slyness to it.

"Alright, let's go out. The banquet is about to start!"

Looking at the watch in his hand, Master F nodded in satisfaction before bringing Mo Jian Jian and the golden-haired beauty back to the banquet site.

The lights in the hall went out, leaving only a spotlight on the stage. Everyone held their breaths as they watched the organizer leisurely walk into the light. When his face lit up, the crowd immediately burst into cheers.

"nymph, nymph, nymph!"

Just like the stars surrounding the moon, Huang Fu Ye gracefully exposed herself under the gentle light.

He was wearing a suit that Armani had custom-made, and his hair was combed back. There was no expression on his handsome, picturesque face. His deep facial features shone brightly in the light, giving him a dignified and dignified appearance.

Everyone in the hall was extremely excited, all of them wanting to get on the stage to befriend Huang Fu Ye.

Amongst the crowd, the only one who seemed out of place was Mo Jian Jian. She did not cheer and howl like the rest, but stood there in a daze, staring at Huang Fu Ye, with her mouth agape.

What was going on? The organizer of the auditory sphenoid was actually Huang Fu Ye?

This man, what kind of background did he have to be so powerful?

As he stared at Huang Fu Ye, violent waves rose in the bottom of Mo Jian Jian's heart, wave after wave, with the intent of not giving up until she was drowned.