"I'm afraid you'll forget today..." Ye Maoshan heard the sleepiness in her voice, and thought for a while before saying, "Then I'll ask your Aunt Lan to send the clothes over later."
Qiao Nian slightly adapted to the bright light during the day and sobered up a little: "Clothes?"
Ye Maoshan said with a smile: "I know you are not prepared, so I specially asked someone to prepare a few sets of clothes for you. You choose what you like to wear. If it doesn't suit you, tell your Aunt Lan and let her buy it... It's still early. There’s enough time.”
Qiao Nian pressed her temples with her hands, only feeling the sharpness of the jump, as if someone was hitting her with a stick in her head, making a banging sound.
"I…"
"That `s a deal."
Ye Maoshan was so immersed in happiness that he didn't notice that Qiao Nian had something to say.
“I’ll pick up your grandpa first.”
Qiao Nian was interrupted by him and pursed her lower lip. Not wanting to disobey the old man's kindness, she opened her eyes and heard the person on the other side hang up the phone.
She felt agitated, threw her phone on the bed, got up and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
The weather is still a bit cold in early October.
Qiao Nian, however, likes to take a cold shower to refresh herself.
…
Downstairs.
There was a series of ringing of doorbells at the door.
Gu San had to put down what he was doing, wiped his hands and walked out.
“Ding dong ding dong~”
"I'm coming."
He was walking in a hurry, and the people outside were urging him even more hastily.
When Gu San passed by the living room, from the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Wangchuan with a laptop on his lap, leaning on the sofa, his long legs crossed, very leisurely. He sighed and went to open the door honestly.
As soon as the door was opened, there were people pushing things in outside, almost drowning Gu San.
“Here, wait, what are you doing?”
The Rhine is Ye Wangchuan's territory. Gu San rarely encounters the current situation. Usually the only people who come here are Qin Si, Zhang Yang and Mr. Ye.
The other ones are some of Miss Qiao’s friends.
Gu San has never seen something come in first, and when someone comes in later, no matter what they are... they pounce on his face.
But no one paid him any attention.
After a group of people moved the messy things into the entrance hall, Gu San also saw clearly what they had forced their way in.
It was a row of movable hangers, with more than a dozen sets of various dresses hanging on the hangers. What just hit his face was the fluffy skirt of one of the dresses. The layers of materials looked like clouds in the sky. Dye it...
Gu San's nerves twitched, and she was dumbfounded when she thought that there was only one person in the family who could wear these clothes.
“No, these are not for Miss Qiao to wear, right?”
Miss Qiao... Gu San's mind flashed to the image of Qiao Nian who was cold, dry and not easy to mess with. Then she looked at the row of colorful evening dresses in front of her.
I really can’t imagine how the two would match.
Miss Qiao wears an evening dress...?
It’s not that she can’t afford it in terms of appearance, but... Gu San can’t imagine wearing these things.
At this time, most of the things had been moved in. One of the short-haired women dressed as the team leader stood up and stretched out her hand to him: "Hello, we are from Yunding Styling Studio."
She has a beautiful face and short hair. She looked back at the various boxes and hangers at the door and smiled: "Sorry, we have too many things and it's hard to keep them outside, so we moved them in first. "
The head of Gu was so big that he stretched out his hand and shook her gently and then let go: "You guys?" (End of this chapter)