Don't think that a man who looks at me will think that nothing has happened. There are many ways to make you look bad. Your outfit was designed by a little red-faced designer, what right do you have to put on airs in front of me? You want to compare with me with that ignorant look on your face?
When Xuan Yiche heard her finish speaking, he knew that she had done it on purpose, and the smile on her face became even more brilliant.
"Now that you mention it, I remember. Was it the last set of Yue Ye that only displayed the pictures at last year's Red's press conference?" he asked.
"Eh, how did you know?" Didn't he go to Italy last year?
"Why can't I know?" he asked.
"Well, you win. I said it couldn't be worn, and I didn't want to mess with her, so I did. As a result, a lot of people came to order, and Hong was so frustrated that he had no choice but to go straight to Athens, where he hung up the phone for a month. "
When he thought about the situation at that time, Diwu Yue seemed to have forgotten his previous unhappiness.
The young woman wearing a short yellow skirt had an increasingly ugly expression on her face. Clearly, she was thinking of that fashion show. For these women in the upper class, not knowing red was not considered as being in the upper class. She had just taken a careful look at the dress Diwu Yue was wearing, and it was indeed exactly the same as the one in the photo.
At that time, many people were fighting to buy it, but who would have known that it was specially designed for people and wouldn't be sold to others? At that time, she had been envious for a long time, but she hadn't thought that she would see an actual product here.
However, amongst all the young misses and wives in USA, she had never seen this woman before, not even heard of her. She was very puzzled as to where she came from. If she really had gotten into big trouble just now, then it would definitely have brought a lot of pressure to the family. Thinking of this, the smile on her face immediately disappeared.
Then she thought of today's blind date, the economic one, and the one who'd made her proud again. As long as he could tie down that man's heart, he wouldn't have to worry about anything else in the future.
Zi and Diwu Yan sat in the car. The two of them did not say a word, and the silent atmosphere seemed to be extremely tense and depressing.
"Hurry up and go in, or else he'll be anxious." Zi's voice didn't fluctuate at all, it was as indifferent as usual.
This kind of purple made his heart feel even more uncomfortable. He held her hand and said, "I'll be out soon. Wait for me."
Diwu Yan tidied up his clothes, walked out of the carriage with Zi's teary eyes and smiled, then walked inside. She watched him go in, and then she came down the other side and stood quietly in the light of the night, looking up at the two lines of tears.
"Love makes people so sad, it torments the soul, it torments the heart."
Diwu Yue turned his head and unintentionally looked down. Suddenly, he saw a purple robed man standing downstairs and looking at him. She immediately looked towards the stairs, only to see Diwu Yan's pale face, with a slight decrease in his spirit, slowly walking towards them.
She was a little taken aback. So this woman was the matchmaker that her grandmother had introduced to her. If she hadn't come here first and had a little friction, it would be hard to tell what kind of person she was.
She signalled to Xuan Yiche with her eyes, telling him to not turn his head and look outside. Diwu Yue lowered his head, his long hair coincidentally covering her profile. Only until Diwu Yan had sat down with his back facing them did she slowly raise her head, and then, she pointed downwards with her finger.