"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 looked confused, 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 admired 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 calling Zhao Yuanyuan 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 happy when she thought of how she stunned everyone in this dress and everyone looked at her with envy or jealousy.