He looked at her steadily, silently, his handsome face was half cold and half charming, but his expression was difficult to read.
Seeing that he was speechless, she smiled slightly and said, "I think I'd better dress like this... Although this is a tablecloth, it's still quite elegant."
These clothes were probably prepared for a special woman in his heart, and it would not be appropriate to usurp her love.
He changed his expression and said calmly, "As long as you like it, take them all...Everything in it should be in line with your temperament."
It is undeniable that every piece of clothing here seems to be tailor-made for her, but this is unreasonable. She smiled kindly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I really can't accept these clothes."
"These clothes are designed for you." He spoke slowly, his tone was half serious and half joking.
Uh... Wang Aoshuang was stunned again. This man is really unpredictable.
They just met for the first time, how could he design clothes for her? He just asked her name.
Maybe this was a joke to lighten the mood.
Just as she was about to speak, he suddenly stopped her, "I designed these clothes myself. If you refuse to accept them, then you are looking down on my achievements."
"Oh, of course not..." When it came to this, she couldn't shirk anymore, so she chose one of the skirts.
After a while, the waiter came in holding the skirt, and she went to the inner room to change into her clothes.
When she appeared again, Ling Ang's eyes were filled with surprise, and a comfortable smile appeared on her beautiful lips.
The skirt is as soft as satin and as white as gauze. The fluttering skirt is as elegant as the evening breeze and as dreamy as flying catkins. The whole person is like a snow-white swan dancing in the clear lake.
He looked at her with a slight daze, his phoenix eyes like crystal glass flashed with tenderness like starlight, like mist and illusion.
He couldn't help but admire in a low voice, "It's really beautiful! ...It suits you very well."
"She should be very similar to me." Otherwise, how could she look so perfect in her clothes?
The smile on his lips stopped, his eyes were deep and confused, and he said in a low voice: "She is unique, no one can be like her..."
Wang Aoshuang realized that she had asked a question she shouldn't have asked, and was stunned with embarrassment.
A melodious male voice floated in, breaking the quiet atmosphere, "Young Master Ling brought some distinguished guests here today, and he actually asked me to take action personally."
A man about the same age as Ling Ang walked in with a smile, followed by a row of waiters.
The man glanced at Wang Aoshuang and said in a meaningful voice, "Oh, there is a beauty as fresh as Bai Lan. No wonder the dishes are so light."
Ling Ang glanced at him lightly and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't you have stomach problems all the time? You have studied the diet for stomach problems so thoroughly. My friend has a stomachache today, so I have to ask you, the boss, to move his hands.
Already."
Wang Aoshuang looked at Ling Ang in surprise. For a small person like herself, she actually asked the boss to take action in person. This man must have worked too hard.
"Hello, beauty, my name is Jiang Li." The man politely extended his hand.
"Hello, my name is Wang Aoshuang. I'm really sorry for causing trouble to you." There was a faint apology on Wang Aoshuang's face.
"Don't be so polite, Ang's friends are my friends." Jiang Li said, putting the food on the table himself, "These are easy-to-digest foods, which are extremely good for the maintenance of the stomach. I hope they will suit your appetite.