The main reason is that this female designer's dress and attire have the aristocratic temperament.

Standing in front of Zhan Yeling, she smiled shyly and wantonly, and stared at Zhan Yeling with peach blossom eyes, which could not be concealed.

Such a good-looking and excellent man, of course, attracts women and makes them rush forward one after another regardless of everything else.

Xiong Miao saw the woman's eyes looking at Zhan Yeling, and became more and more angry, and his breathing began to be rapid.

What happened to Zhan Yeling, flirting with a woman in front of her?

Do you really not take her seriously?

Just when she was thinking wildly, she heard Zhan Yeling's cold voice: "It's not me you want to serve, but her. If she is not satisfied, you should stop being in the capital!"

Even threatened.

As soon as Zhan Yeling's words came out, Nana's face, which was about to discharge, froze immediately, and then, she felt aggrieved and depressed in her heart. She couldn't show it too clearly in front of Zhan Yeling.

She still maintains a decent smile on her face, but her heart has been crushed into slag.

"Yes, I will do my best..." Nana responded respectfully.

Xiong Miao was also startled by the contrast in Zhan Yeling's words. He opened his watery eyes, looked at Zhan Yeling in surprise, and then understood what he meant.

The anger in my heart just now turned into a warm little happiness in an instant.

It turned out that he didn't come to find a woman, but he didn't want her to be served by a male designer, so he found her a female designer.

She was thinking too much.

Is this to pack her up and take her to the banquet?

Zhan Yeling sat in the high-end VIP area, and the store manager personally served him, serving him tea, water, and snacks.

And Xiong Miao followed Nana to the packing room.

"Miss, what should I call you?" Nana said politely to Xiong Miao.

"Just call me Xiong Miao." Xiong Miao has his own affinity.

"Then I'll call you Miss Xiong." Nana kept a distance from her: "Are you and Zhan always going to a banquet?"

Nana asked while arranging the dresses on the hanger.

"Yes, a morning banquet." Xiong Miao said truthfully.

"In this case, I think this skirt is more suitable for you." Nana chose a white fishtail jacket.

Xiong Miao looked at it, pursed her lips, and said, "It's not suitable, let's choose a low-key one."

She stepped forward and chose a black dress with one shoulder strap, wrapping the chest, and a black gauze shawl on the back.

This gift is low-key and luxurious.

Not too high-profile, attracting all eyes to her, but not losing etiquette.

The main thing is that she fits the dress.

And the fishtail suit that Nana chose looked like a wedding dress. Although it was rich and luxurious, it was not suitable for banquets.

Xiong Miao is also a fashion designer herself, so of course she knows what suits her and what to wear on what occasion.

The smile on Nana's face remained unchanged, she was still so polite: "It seems that Miss Xiong's eyes are as low-key as yours."

As soon as she said this, Xiong Miao felt uncomfortable.

She could tell that this Nana was mocking her.

Are you saying she has low vision?

Hehe, it's not her turn to teach her a lesson.

"I think you, the designer, don't fit my temperament. I want to change it." Xiong Miao finished speaking and walked out.

"Miss Xiong..." Nana thought inwardly that she was in a bad mood, and hurried to catch up: "Miss Xiong, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that..."

But Xiong Miao didn't listen to her at all, and walked out with his head held high, and saw Zhan Yeling sitting there, drinking tea, with elegant and dignified movements.