Chapter 198

The process of ancient cheongsam is complicated, and each piece is customized by hand. Qingtang is a tourist area, so the store will provide some clothes for customers to try on and take photos.

It's a physical job to go shopping with a woman. When song Sirui is free, he sits down on the sofa in the shop and catches up with Jiang Wangshu. "They've all gone to change. You can also choose one to try."

She is so big that she hasn't worn a cheongsam yet. The cheongsam here is very beautiful. She chose a plain one and went into the fitting room to change it.

The two female colleagues came out first, turned around in front of the mirror and asked song Sirui, "is it good-looking?"

Song Sirui clapped his hands and said, "it's so good-looking. It's tailor-made for you. It's also too temperament. You have to buy it. I tell you, go back to the company and take care of it. Everyone has a straight look."

The shop assistant stood smiling, squinting.

Two female colleagues were elated with praise, "you can really say that I have to doubt whether you are the nurseries in other people's shops."

Just then, Jiang Wangshu also changed out.

Song Sirui's mouth smeared with honey seems to be suddenly sealed by honey. He looks at it and doesn't speak.

Jiang Wangshu turned around in front of the mirror, a little embarrassed, "isn't it ugly? I don't think it's suitable for me to wear Qipao. It's strange to look at it. "

A female colleague walked around her, "it's beautiful! It's beautiful. " Turning to the shop assistant, he asked, "can you help her set her hair?"

The shop assistant said yes. He asked Jiang Wangshu to sit down in front of the mirror. His hair was low on the back of his head. He deliberately slipped out a little banger and curled her up a little. A set of retro pearl hairpins were pinned to her temples. It was really like a beacon fire beauty in the Republic of China.

Jiang Wangshu's appearance is classical. Her eyes are not double eyelids, narrow and long, with a little inner pair. It's not very big, but it's not small. When she laughs, it's just a crack. She's tall and thin, which really makes her feel that way.

Song Sirui was really amazing. It's really nothing to say about the eighteen changes of a girl. In high school, she was mediocre. Her facial features didn't deserve to be tasted carefully. It was amazing. But now that she's grown up, a little dress is enough.

"It's really beautiful. You can call it Qipao."

"Yes, it's a good color for you."

Two female colleagues are not stingy praise, Jiang Wangshu are praised embarrassed, just to go to change clothes back, song Sirui has picked up the phone, "I'll take a picture for you, beacon lady, this trip is really not in vain."

Three people stand together, Jiang Wangshu in the far left, lip corner a shallow arc, not publicity, but still eye-catching.

Afterwards, song Sirui paid the bill and bought three cheongsam together. The female colleagues exclaimed that he was interesting enough, but Jiang Wangshu insisted on paying.

"It's hard to justify your spending."

"You've done so much for the decoration of my house. I should have appreciated you. It's just a cheongsam. Don't be polite to me. I've paid for all of them. I'm not bad for you."

"But...

" don't be, it's almost time for dinner. Please think about it. Where shall we eat later? "

Song Sirui paid and handed the paper bag with clothes to Jiang Wangshu. "It's really nothing. You don't have to worry about it. It's not expensive. Look at them. You should get used to men spending money for you. Do you know?"

She didn't know how to answer, but she said in her heart, it depends on her identity with the man who spent money. It's unreasonable for song Sirui to spend money on her.

Jiang Wangshu thought that after going back, he would give the money to song Sirui. After a day's shopping, the four of them found a restaurant to eat, and the day came to an end.

After dinner, the two female colleagues said they would go shopping and asked Jiang Wangshu if she would like to join them. She said no, and song Sirui said, "I'll take you back to the hotel."

"No, you're not together? Just see them off. I've just checked the route. The hotel is very close to here. I'll get there in ten minutes by taxi. "

The two female colleagues didn't know. At that time, song Sirui asked them if they would mind another person. They asked men and women. Song Sirui said that women, in fact, had guessed some at that time. Today, song Sirui paid for cheongsam for them and invited them to dinner.

They are too familiar with each other, and one of them has a boyfriend, and the other just broke up. It can't be because of them. The biggest possibility is Jiang Wangshu.

As the saying goes, cannibal mouth short, soft hands, this time of course to help him.

"Song, are you tired after a day's shopping? Why don't you send Xiaojiang back first? We don't know when we're going to buy things. After that, you can go back and have a rest. We'll take a taxi later. "

Turning to Jiang Wangshu, he said, "you don't have to worry. It's convenient for him to drive a company car."

Jiang Wangshu has no choice but to promise.

The atmosphere on the bus was strange. After a long silence, song Sirui finally said, "how many days have you come here on business?"

"I don't know, maybe a week, maybe longer.""With colleagues?"

"Boss?"

"The man?"

"Woman."

Jiang Wangshu asked him in turn, "how many days are you going on business?"

"We're here for a meeting. I guess it'll take about a week."

She nodded and the car was quiet again.

At the door of the hotel, she opened the door and got off to remind him to drive safely.

Song Sirui chased her out of the car and handed her the paper bag. "I forgot my clothes."

"Thank you." She took the bag and went into the hotel without looking back. It was a bit of escape.

She didn't dare to think that if Fu Yu'an knew all this, there would be a big misunderstanding. She would never meet again in the next few days. It would be the best.

Looking down from upstairs, Meng fan just saw the scene of their parting at the door of the hotel.

I don't know the cause and effect. I must misunderstand them. Maybe I thought they were a couple.

She took a picture with her mobile phone and wanted to send it to Fu Yu'an, but she recoiled when she thought of the last time Fu Yu'an talked to her about the photo. Now, it's important to restore her image.

But she didn't delete the photo. Maybe it will come in handy one day? Maybe not, but it's always right to keep it.

Back at the hotel, she received a call from Fu Yu an. She took off her coat and threw herself on the bed. She told him about the day's journey. Unexpectedly, Fu Yu an asked, "with whom?"

Only Meng fan is with her. It can't be with Meng fan.

She hesitated. "I said, don't be angry."

It's not good to give an intuition.