Chapter 54：

Tang Qiaoqiao cautiously walked up the steps holding the skirt, and suddenly heard a "tear" sound, and at the same time, the back sank. The skirt seemed to be pulled by something. If it weren't for her steady footing, she would almost lose her footsteps and be tripped. Down.

Tang Qiaoqiao calmed down, and glanced behind him with a corner of light. Anna's black hating Tiangao was stepping on the edge of her skirt, and the pointed heels made a long slit in the skirt.

The position of the steps is very dimly lit, and most people's eyes are on the big stars who have already been on stage. Few people will notice this corner.

Relying on this, Anna unscrupulously wanted a handful of Tang Qiaoqiao.

A little pheasant star who didn't know where to come up, went to the charity party to eat and drink, and even rob her of the limelight.

Grab it, keep robbing it.

Anna snorted in her heart, whether Tang Qiaoqiao fell on a big horse in public or her skirt was trampled on, as long as it can relieve her greatly.

Anna was sure that Tang Qiaoqiao didn't dare to do anything if she knew it, anyway, she could kill her and say that she stepped on it accidentally.

I don't know if this woman can afford to lose this skirt, and the poor guys shouldn't be in the fashion circle. Maybe it was originally borrowed by a small workshop.

Tang Qiaoqiao glanced at Anna's feet and knew what was going on.

She squinted at Anna coldly, chuckled, her hands changed from "squeezing" to "squeezing", tightly pulling on the skirt, and her right foot falling behind reached the place where Anna was stepping on.

The big skirt concealed the movements of Tang Qiaoqiao's feet, and Anna didn't notice it.

Tang Qiaoqiao lifted the heel of his right high-heeled shoes slightly, and slammed Anna's Hengtiangao toes, and at the same time pulled out the skirt from Anna's feet.

Tang Qiaoqiao's foot strength made a three-point effort, but for Anna, she only felt that her toes were numb with pain. She immediately lifted her foot, but she didn't want the other Heng Tian Gao to lose her footing.

She was originally wearing a tight skirt. With these feet swinging, her body seemed to be out of control. She leaned back, fell down the steps, and fell with her four feet upside down, especially embarrassed.

"Oh, why did you fall, are you okay?" Tang Qiaoqiao stood on a high place, covering his mouth with a worried expression on his face.

Anna sat on the ground, her face twisted, she couldn't get up for a while, her ankle was twisted.

She looked at Tang Qiaoqiao's innocent look, and her heart was hurting with anger.

The point is fucking, she didn't see exactly how Tang Qiaoqiao's feet moved.

After the surrounding people reacted, they hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

The host trot over and asked: "What's wrong?"

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Miss Anna's eyes may not see the road clearly, and she accidentally walked onto my skirt, and then I don't know why things are like this."

Anna shivered with anger: "..."

Although she did want to explain this way, the result was not what she wanted. Tang Qiaoqiao should obviously fall!

Live room:

[I didn't pay attention for a while and felt like I missed a big show. Was Anna's wrestling really an accident? [Anyway, I only saw her stomping on Tang Qiaoqiao’s skirt, and then falling off. This is self-inflicted] [Hehe, Anna’s pair of hatred is so high that it’s so high that it’s so strange that you don’t fall] [I’m all I suspect that Anna stepped on Tang Qiaoqiao deliberately. If Tang Qiaoqiao hadn’t stood firm, the person who fell would not specify who it was. [Agree upstairs]

"We have to be careful when we female stars go up the steps. The steps here are quite steep." The host came out to make a round. He thought about it and knew what was going on. It was Anna who wanted to talk to Tang Qiaoqiao because of what happened just now. .

As the host, he wanted to control the situation in the audience, so both sides had to calm down and let the staff quickly help Anna to deal with her foot injury, and then said to Tang Qiaoqiao: "Then what about your skirt?"

Tang Qiaoqiao turned over the hem of the gauze skirt, and Anna had stepped on it. Then she pulled it out again, and the hole broke even more, almost splitting from the waist down. But there is a lining inside the skirt, so don't worry about running out.

Tang Qiaoqiao thought for a while, and wanted to tear off the back skirt arrogantly and turn it into a skirt.

I just feel sorry that this beautiful dress can't be put off for a long time. Can she make a claim to Anna?

At this time, Fang Yuan came to her side.

She had been watching the live broadcast outside the court and paying attention to the situation inside the court. After discovering that Tang Qiaoqiao had an accident, she hurried in, took out her jacket and surrounded Tang Qiaoqiao's lower body, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Tang Qiaoqiao glanced at her suspiciously and followed her to the outside of the court.

When he arrived in the quiet corridor, Tang Qiaoqiao asked, "Why are you pulling me out?"

Fang Yuan said in a huff: "My aunt, your skirts are all like this, don't you just want to take a group photo like this?"

Tang Qiaoqiao said indifferently: "Anyway, I must be standing in the back row, no one pays attention to me."

"No, no, you must change to a dress. This is a fashion party. How will you mix with the fashion circle in the future?" Fangyuan took out a room card and handed it to Tang Qiaoqiao, "Go to this room on the fourth floor. There is a spare in it. Change the skirt for you."

Tang Qiaoqiao squeezed his room card and squeezed the meaty cheeks: "Okay, you little round, what are you doing, are you going to sell me?" He took the card to go to some room, and it felt like an unspoken rule. .

Fang Yuan struggled to get rid of her clutches, rubbed her face, grieved: "Heaven and earth conscience, who dares to sell you, I feel tired and crooked."

"It's Li Ji," Fang Yuan explained, "Li Ji saw that your skirt was torn in the audience, so he sent me a message saying that you can go to the fourth floor, where you can change to a new skirt."

"Li Ji, you don't believe it," Fang Yuan added.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at Fang Yuan suspiciously: "When did you become so familiar with Li Ji behind my back?"

Fang Yuan's face blushed: "What do you mean by carrying you? I didn't deal with him for your sake."

"Really?" Tang Qiaoqiao smiled ambiguously, it is inevitable that her assistant is about to bloom.

Fang Yuan pushed her: "Don't waste time, go upstairs and change."

Tang Qiaoqiao waved his hand: "Forget it, even if it is changed now, it is too late, so many people will not wait for me alone."

Fang Yuan stomped his feet in a hurry: "Li Ji has followed me. The president and editor-in-chief of their magazine still have to speak. They won't take pictures for a while. It's too late."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "Then you said it earlier."

She simply picked up the skirt that was in the way, hurried to the elevator on high heels, and then went straight to the fourth floor.

Tang Qiaoqiao found the room and opened the door. There was a light inside. It seemed that there was someone.

She walked in slowly and saw a familiar figure sitting in front of the French window.

She shouted: "Shen Yue!"

Shen Yue turned around while slid in the wheelchair, in a straight suit and compelling extravagance.

He frowned when he saw Tang Qiaoqiao's appearance. She was still holding the torn skirt in her arms, and the whole look was messed up.

"How can you always make yourself so embarrassed?"

Tang Qiaoqiao looked down at himself: "I really don't blame me this time, it's the one named Anna, who provoked me first."

Shen Yue hummed softly: "It's not because you can't control that mouth."

"I didn't mean it," she asked after thinking about it, trying to find out what was wrong, "how do you know everything, you are on the scene? I didn't see you."

Shen Yue: "I'm on top of your head."

"Overhead?" Tang Qiaoqiao thought for a while. The venue was divided into upper and lower floors, with individual VIP rooms above it.

No wonder Li Jineng sat on the same level as the media boss in the first row. It turned out that he was here on behalf of Shen Yue.

Tang Qiaoqiao said: "I don't know that your company will also attend this kind of entertainment industry activities. The business is really broad."

"You don't know that I have a lot of business," Shen Yue said slowly, "Aren't you here to change your clothes, and still have free chat?"

"Right." Tang Qiaoqiao finally remembered the business, "Where are the clothes?"

Shen Yue pointed to the bedroom.

Tang Qiaoqiao walked into the bedroom and saw a gold sequined fishtail dress on the bed. She liked it at first sight.

She closed the bedroom door, then quickly changed into a fishtail skirt. This dress seems to be tailor-made for her, the size is just right.

After Tang Qiaoqiao put it on, he simply put down the tall ponytail, and the big fluffy waves added a bit of charm.

"Does it look good?" Tang Qiaoqiao opened the door and walked out.

Shen Yue raised his eyes, and his heart suddenly stirred. Tang Qiaoqiao in front of him seemed to be a real mermaid, with a slender figure, graceful and graceful, placed in a golden halo, dazzling and sultry.

He knew that this dress was the most suitable for her at first sight, and now it is true.

It's just that he suddenly didn't want to let Tang Qiaoqiao wear it out. He wanted to cherish this beauty alone.

Tang Qiaoqiao walked to him: "Why don't you talk, is it good-looking?"

Shen Yue looked away: "It's not the same, it's the same before and after anyway."

Tang Qiaoqiao stared at him: "Did you not wear contact lenses today, or why are you blind?"

Obviously so good-looking.

"But, how come there are women's skirts in your room?" Tang Qiaoqiao frowned and looked at Shen Yue. She looked around the room, "Isn't this the place where your golden house is hidden?"

Shen Yue looked at her: "Do you really want me to hide in the golden house outside?"

Tang Qiaoqiao answered him directly: "I don't want to."

Shen Yue: "Why?" It seems that she still has him in her heart.

Tang Qiaoqiao said bluntly: "I don't like green hats, it's ugly."

Shen Yue:...

He didn't get angry: "Go down, don't think that a bunch of people will wait for you all the time."

Tang Qiaoqiao patted his head, and almost forgot what he was going to do when he saw Shen Yue.

She walked out the door with small steps, touched the doorknob with her hand, and suddenly turned her head and said to Shen about: "Wait for a while and wait for me, we will go home together." Brother Qian went back, just in time. Shen about the car.

Shen Yue's heart beat and nodded: "Okay."

Go home together.

He read these four words lightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Tang Qiaoqiao re-entered the venue, the editor-in-chief on the stage was still making passionate speeches. She wanted to quietly go up to the stage and stand aside to finish the business without being noticed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered, the spotlight hit her.

Tang Qiaoqiao’s original style was retro and cute. After changing to a skirt, his entire temperament changed drastically. With big waves, red lips and a gold fishtail skirt, under the light, the sequins on the skirt are shining, and the self-cultivation style is outlined. Tang Qiaoqiao's beautiful figure is as beautiful as a dream.