Entering the store, a sexy woman wearing a long red dress walked towards her. She was voluptuous and so thin that she didn't seem to need to eat. But when she spoke, Su Wanwan was startled.
"Hey, why does Mr. Fu have time to come to my place and design an image for his new love?"
How could that voice be that of a woman? It was clearly that of a man. Su Wanwan looked over carefully with her big eyes wide open, and found that he actually had an Adam's apple.
But... a new love? How could she be a new love? She was just an unlucky debtor. She looked at the indifferent man standing aside and thought to herself, he should be able to explain.
The next second, the man raised his eyebrows and spoke as expected, "It's suitable for a banquet. Just look at the design."
After he finished speaking, he walked straight to a room inside, which seemed to be a rest room. Why didn't he explain...
"This lady." Maggie held her chin in her hand and looked around Su Wanwan carefully. The expression on her face was a bit exaggerated. She said, "Don't you usually take care of your skin?"
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Su Wanwan touched her face, which she thought was quite smooth, and said with some embarrassment, "Mr. Fu and I don't have a new or old love relationship. Don't get me wrong."
Maggie smiled ambiguously and gave her a considerate look, "I understand, I understand, honey, we have to do skin care first, but we have to work harder, otherwise Mr. Fu will be anxious soon."
So because of his words, Su Wanwan was pulled into a room where several women were standing. Her skin was treated in various ways, which made the sleepy person unconscious. Finally, she was pulled into a drowsy hair style.
I don’t know how much time passed, but it was finally time to pick out clothes.
What Maggie chose for her was a blue trailing dress with an off-shoulder design on the upper body, which made her snow-white round shoulders even more beautiful. Because her chest was too bald, he also gave her a limited-edition mermaid necklace of the season.
she.
Su Wanwan didn't know what state she was in now. When she was pushed to Fu Linchen's room by this designer who spoke softly but did not move gently, she barely regained consciousness.
Fu Linchen was processing documents in the room. He knew it would take a long time, but he was not upset. He just hoped that the woman would dress up more beautifully and feel less inferior.
The door opened, and a blue halo caught his eye first. A small foot wearing strappy high-heeled shoes with an exposed instep also jumped out. He raised his head slightly and saw Su Wanwan in a blue dress. Her deep eyes were covered by her snow-white eyes.
His skin turned white and seemed to have a hint of red.
The red of desire.
"Does she look good, Mr. Fu?" Maggie saw that Fu Linchen was quite satisfied and asked in a show-off manner, "How is it? I have good taste, right? At first glance, I saw that she is suitable for this kind of elf-style clothes."
Fu Linchen ignored him, stood up, and walked out without hesitation. When passing Su Wanwan, he seemed to say casually, "Not bad."
How does this mean that Maggie has good taste? The man thought narcissistically, it is obvious that he has good taste.
Su Wanwan had not seen her appearance yet. There was a mirror in the room. She pulled the tail of her skirt and walked over carefully. She was amazed by her reflection in the mirror.
Damn it.
Sure enough, the world of rich people is good. As for her outfit and her hair, if she did it herself, she wouldn't be able to afford it for hundreds of thousands.
She didn't know that the necklace around her neck alone cost several million, not to mention the high-end custom-made dress that was limited to 30 pieces per year.