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Chapter 125 Dress Angel

Mother Lu didn't expect Lu Xixin to refuse so straightforwardly. She was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned livid and her wrists trembled with anger.

This Lu Xixin simply doesn’t know how to praise!

She slammed her phone down, her face full of gloom.

Lu Yaqing carefully picked up the phone, looked at Mother Lu's expression and said softly: "Is it because Sister Xixin thinks the clothes are too old, so she doesn't want them? I still have——"

Before she finished speaking, Mother Lu suddenly interrupted her, with a sinister tone: "I don't know what's wrong! Don't worry about her, just let her be embarrassed tomorrow."

Mother Lu was so angry that her vision turned black, and a suffocation surged in her chest, as if it was about to break through her lungs.

I sat on the sofa and calmed down for a long time before calming down.

After returning to her senses, Mother Lu turned her eyes and looked at Lu Yaqing. Lu Xixin would definitely make a fool of herself in the future and embarrass the Zhao and Lu families, so Lu Yaqing must not make any mistakes and make up for Lu Xixin's lost face.

It must amaze the whole audience.

Thinking of this, Mother Lu said: "I heard that Mr. Abel has been in Haicheng these two days. He has designed a unique diamond dress and is participating in an exhibition in China. I will contact Mr. Abel later and buy this dress.

.”

Abel? Diamond dress?

Lu Yaqing's eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart was pounding. Is Mother Lu talking about the pure white long-tailed diamond dress worth tens of millions, named [Angel], and the only one in the world?

This was the first time Lu Yaqing had a desire for a piece of clothing.

She has never worn such an expensive dress!

It's not that she can't afford it, but it's not worth it. Tens of millions can buy a luxury car and a mansion. But buying a piece of clothing that can only be worn a few times is really a bit of a luxury for Lu Yaqing.

Moreover, usually, this kind of skirt is specially designed by designers to compete for prizes and will not be sold at all.

If you want to buy something, in addition to money, you also need connections.

"Mom." Lu Yaqing restrained her slightly trembling voice, "Isn't it too gorgeous? I..."

"How can it be gorgeous?" Mother Lu's eyes were kind, "No matter how expensive the dress is, my daughter is worthy of it."

Speaking of this, Lu's mother's tone became gentle, caressing Lu Yaqing's head lovingly, and said distressedly: "My Yaqing has suffered a lot. These days, since Lu Xixin came back, you have not been peaceful for a day. You tolerate everything and retreat everywhere."

In the end, even the Gu family's Xiu Ming was taken away, which really wronged you."

"Mom!" Lu Yaqing threw herself into Mother Lu's arms, her eyes were moist and her tone was stern, like a wronged little girl, "Mom, I'm not afraid of being wronged. I'm willing to go back to the orphanage, but I'm afraid.

You don’t want me.”

"Silly girl." Mother Lu felt heartbroken when she heard this, "How could I not want you? You are my daughter."

After comforting Lu Yaqing, Lu's mother called Abel and asked to buy the dress.

Abel was very straightforward and agreed directly.

Mother Lu was pleasantly surprised: "That's great. My daughter will wear this [Angel] to attend her grandpa's birthday party the day after tomorrow. Can Mr. Abel come over in person and help change the dress size?"

This kind of unique clothing, like advanced customization, requires modification by the designer himself.

Mother Lu thought that Abel would agree to come over and change the size because he agreed so straightforwardly to sell [Angel], but unexpectedly she was rejected.

"Why is this?" Mother Lu was surprised.

Top fashion designers like Abel care very much about their works and pursue perfection in every detail. Usually, they will communicate with buyers for a long time and make revisions several times.

Abel was very sorry: "I'm really sorry, dear Mrs. Lu, originally I was supposed to change the size according to your daughter's figure, but I really can't spare the time in the past two days."

"Are you busy?" Mother Lu frowned, looking puzzled, "I think your exhibition has ended."

Abel smiled, with unconcealable joy in his voice: "It's not about the exhibition, it's because I have to customize a dress for a noble lady in the past two days. Coincidentally, she will also be attending a banquet the day after tomorrow, so I'm sorry.

, I really can’t spare any time here.”

Noble lady? Mother Lu’s eyes were puzzled, as if she couldn’t understand. For a designer, what could be more important than his own work?

Mother Lu was about to make a fuss about the dress [Angel], but Abel seemed to anticipate her move and spoke first: "I know, this is my fault. If Mrs. Lu is not satisfied, you don't have to buy this dress."

"No, no, no." Mother Lu was anxious and said immediately: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, Mr. Abel will just take care of your business first. As for the dress, I still want it."

Abel nodded: "Okay, my assistant will contact you shortly and send the dress [Angel] to the Lu family. I have something else to do here, so I'll hang up the phone first."

After saying that, without waiting for Mother Lu's reaction, she hung up the phone.

Lu Xixin was standing in the center of the mirror trying on clothes. When she saw Abel walking over, she turned her eyes slightly, then quickly turned back to focus on herself in the mirror.

"This dress is good, it suits you just right." Abel praised with eyes full of praise.

Lu Xixin frowned slightly: "It's so sexy."

Abel looked around, checked the details, and said: "It can be modified."

"Would it be too much trouble?" Lu Xixin hesitated, and then saw Abel making a phone call and seemed very busy.

"How is that possible?" Abel shook his head, looked at Lu Xixin, and said in a sincere tone, "I have already reserved these two days to serve you exclusively."

"Isn't that dress on display?" Lu Xixin remembered that Abel had a dress called [Angel] that was on display.

"Oh, you said the dress [angel]." Abel looked indifferent, "It has been sold."

"Sell?" Lu Xixin raised her eyebrows slightly, looking surprised.

Abel nodded: "[Angel] is specially designed for you. Since you don't need it, there is no need to display it."

When he said this, Abel's tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about rubbish.

At the same time, Lu Yaqing was excitedly talking to Zhao Yuanyuan on the phone in the room. Her face was red and she was in extreme excitement: "Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan, do you know? I bought the dress [Angel]!"

Zhang Yuanyuan was lying on the bed and watching TV dramas boredly. When she heard this sentence, she jumped up and shouted excitedly: "What did you say? What did you say? Say it again, what did you buy?"

Lu Yaqing took a deep breath to calm down her emotions, then her lips trembled slightly and she spoke with trembling words: "[Angel], I got the angel!"

"Ouch -" Zhang Yuanyuan howled excitedly, "Oh my God, where is it, where is it, I must touch it myself."

Zhao Yuanyuan begged: "Yaqing, dear Yaqing, can you let me try it on for just a minute?"

Lu Yaqing looked arrogant, sitting on the sofa, paused for a moment, and then said as if she was benevolent: "Only one minute!"

"Ah, ah!" There was another exclamation, and Zhang Yuanyuan was excited: "Yaqing, you are so kind and amazing. Didn't [Angel] say you won't sell it? I remember Abel said that he gave me the dress.

The gift to the angel was sold just a short time ago."

"I don't know." Lu Yaqing shook her head. Her eyes turned dimly, as if she thought of something happy. She raised her chin slightly with a complacent expression: "Maybe Abel thinks I am an angel?"

Only she can get the clothes that no one else can buy.

The top international designers personally said that the clothes they designed for Angel were now worn on her body.

Lu Yaqing felt at ease when she thought of how she stunned everyone in this dress and everyone looked at her with envy or jealousy.


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