The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

Wang Zhi didn't come.

Bai Xiran couldn't help being a little disappointed. She just saw the old gentleman whom Wang Zhi admired very much. It would be a pity if she didn't see him.

Several people were chatting one after another, but Bai Xiran had already got his autograph after all, and was not very interested in other people, so he simply ate.

The two men not far away looked over from time to time.

Ying Lihen's eyes were full of interest, "It's almost done?"

"No."

He looked over with deep eyes, and saw Bai Xiran start to eat regardless of his image, a rare look of doting flashed in his eyes.

Ying Lihen shook his head and didn't speak any more.

……

And over there, when Bai Xiran stuffed a sweet macaron into his mouth, a woman in uniform happened to pass by beside her. Seeing her, she asked, "Is that Miss Bai? The runway show is about to start." , why don't you prepare?"

"A catwalk show?"

Bai Xiran was in a daze, and finally found a drink to dispel the sweet smell. When she raised her head, she realized that the other girls around her were all going to the lounge at some time.

The manager pulled her, "Yes, this gathering is also an opportunity for designers to communicate with each other. Everyone will prepare a set of works designed by themselves, and let their female companions wear them and show them on stage. Everyone can exchange ideas and appreciate them together."

"There is still this process? No one told me..."

"How could it be? You didn't come here with MJZ. It's impossible that he didn't tell you. Okay, okay, go get ready."

Bai Xiran glared fiercely in a certain direction, and when she was pulled away by the manager, she was still trying to defend herself, "I don't have any clothes either..."

“The designer clothes are already in the lounge with their names written on them. You just go and put them on.”

……

The lounge is made into small changing rooms one by one.

Bai Xiran was led by the manager to a dressing room with "MJZ" written on it. After entering, she saw the gift box inside.

"Hmph, why are you behind me?" Before she opened it, a sharp voice came from beside her.

Lin Sisi was holding a black dress in her hand, her hair had been pulled up again, she looked at the number plate in Bai Xiran's hand, her eyes became more and more disdainful.

"It's also because of your bad luck that you happen to be right behind me, or you should leave quickly, otherwise I'm afraid you'll lose face after comparing it later!"

Bai Xiran silently rolled her eyes, completely ignoring this spoiled woman.

But when she took off her high heels and went into the dressing room, Lin Sisi's voice still came from the next door, "What Dad prepared for me is his most proud work, and no one can compare to it!"

Lin Sisi was extremely confident.

But Bai Xiran started to change clothes with great difficulty.

What she didn't want to admit was that... she probably has short hands, and every time she changed her dress and adjusted her back, it was very troublesome...

When Bai Xiran finally got dressed and went to the waiting room, the locker room was already empty.

A few people have already left on the stage, and the manager kept reminding, "Please go in order according to the number plate. This is based on the age of the designers, please do not rush..."

"Understood." There were a few people who responded, but they also knew that they should be lined up in order, and Lin Sisi was the last one among the current people.

She is very proud at this time!
This proved that her father was the youngest among all the badge holders, and among the group of people who had already walked past Xiuzheng sitting in the audience, no one could compare to her!

"Miss Lin, it's your turn." The manager reminded her, and Lin Sisi raised her chin like a proud peacock, and walked out with her head held high...