Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Qiao Ruoqing didn't speak, but bent her lips, with a deep look of disdain in her eyes.

Isn't it because of the property in her hands, that's why you are so eager to get rid of the relationship with Qiao Ruolan now?
However, the action of her bending her lips was understood by Song Mingyuan as that she had completely believed his words.

Overjoyed, he took the opportunity to talk about another thing: "Ruoqing, this dress is made according to the style and color I like, and I don't know if it suits your wishes... I originally wanted to call you , I’m asking for your opinion, but look, last time you blacklisted my number, it’s not pulled out now, and I can’t get through to your phone... Otherwise, you should put my number first The number is pulled from the blacklist, so I can contact you conveniently if there is anything to do in the future, what do you think?"

In the past, Qiao Ruoqing really felt that Song Mingyuan was so cool. In front of her, Song Mingyuan didn't even want to say a few words, and the expression on his face was always indifferent.

But it turned out that he was also so approachable?
The power of money is really great!
After weighing the phone twice in her palm, Qiao Ruoqing smiled, "That's true, otherwise it would be inconvenient to contact."

Then he clicked into the blacklist and pulled Song Mingyuan's number out of it.

Not only that, but he also handed the phone to Song Mingyuan, "Look, I pulled out your number."

After the goal was achieved, Song Mingyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great, Ruoqing, so I can call you in the future if I need anything."

Pushing the box containing the dress towards Qiao Ruoqing, his eyes sparkled with anticipation, "Why don't you try on the dress first? If it doesn't fit, I'll ask someone to change it. There's still time to change it now."

"I'll go back tonight and try again. The company still has a lot of things to do today." As she spoke, Qiao Ruoqing stood up from her chair, "Go back first, I still have to work."

Although I didn't see Qiao Ruoqing put on the clothes she made for her face to face, it was progress for Song Mingyuan that she could accept them. Song Mingyuan only came out of China after telling her not to be too tired. day left.

As soon as Song Mingyuan left, Qiao Ruoqing's eyes fell on the black box tied with fireworks.

She has no interest in this dress, but since it was sent by Song Mingyuan, it can't be wasted anyway.

……

When Qiao Ruolan came back, she was immediately attracted by the black box with a purple ribbon on the coffee table.

Letting go of the hand on Chen Yali's arm, Qiao Ruolan quickly walked over a few steps, picked up the box, looked at it curiously and called the servant to ask: "What is this?"

"It seems to be..." Before the servant finished speaking, he glanced at Qiao Ruolan and stopped immediately.

Sensing the scruples in her eyes, Qiao Ruolan felt uncomfortable, and glared at her, "I asked you something, didn't you hear me?"

Chen Yali also came over, but her attitude was much better than Qiao Ruolan's, "Ruolan, you talk nicely, why are you being so aggressive?"

After speaking, he looked at the servant again, with a gentle look, "What is this? Did the eldest lady buy it?"

She is different from Qiao Ruolan. Recently, Uncle Wang changed all the servants at home according to Qiao Ruoqing's wishes. She had to be careful.

The servant was still shrugging his shoulders just now, and only after hearing Chen Yali's words did he dare to raise his head a little, "Ma'am, this lady didn't buy it, but she brought it back. I quietly heard her talking to Uncle Wang, as if to say It was Song Shao's custom-made dress for her..."

"What?" Before the servant finished speaking, Qiao Ruolan threw the box on the ground, "Young Master Song? You mean Song Mingyuan? Song Mingyuan made this for Qiao Ruoqing?"

Perhaps because of shock, her voice was so sharp that it gave Chen Yali a headache.

Holding Qiao Ruolan's arm, Chen Yali picked up the box from the ground, "Why are you reacting so violently? It's not like you don't know the relationship between Mingyuan and your sister. What's so strange about customizing a dress for her?"

While speaking, she kept winking at Qiao Ruolan.

Seeing Chen Yali's eyes, Qiao Ruolan understood her implication.

That's right, all the servants at home have been replaced now, they are different from before, so you have to be more careful with your words.

Desperately suppressing the anger in her heart, Qiao Ruolan looked at the servant again, and changed her tone: "Then why didn't my sister take it with me?"

"Miss seems to have forgotten, I just want to send it to Miss later." The servant replied.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Ruolan immediately snatched the box from Chen Yali's hand and hugged it in her arms, "No need, I'll just deliver this to my sister later, you don't have to worry about it."

The servant seemed a little worried, and was about to say something while muttering.

However, Chen Yali waved her hand slightly, "Go and do your work. Ruolan is Ruoqing's biological sister. She said she would take it to Ruoqing, so she will definitely take it to her."

The servant just left.

And all of this was clearly seen by Uncle Wang who was hiding aside.

As soon as Chen Yali and Qiao Ruolan went upstairs, Uncle Wang went to the backyard.

There are a lot of flowers planted in the backyard, and there is also a grape trellis. In this season, the vines grow most lushly. The thick vines climb along the grape trellis, intertwined, very dense, and the thick and wide leaves are in the sunset. Under the sunshine, it swayed slightly with the evening wind, giving it a different kind of beauty and vitality.

With a watering can in her hand, Qiao Ruoqing was tending to her mother's favorite potted plant.

After her mother passed away, Chen Yali didn't take care of these potted plants. Father Qiao took care of them before.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a figure drawn long by the setting sun. Qiao Ruoqing quickly figured out who it was based on her figure, and said in a calm voice, "Are they back?"

Uncle Wang came to Qiao Ruoqing's side, and replied in a low voice: "I'm back, I've done everything according to your instructions, and now the dress is at the second lady's place."

Qiao Ruoqing raised her eyebrows in a good mood.

She knew that as long as Qiao Ruolan knew about it, she would definitely feel uncomfortable, and she might act like a demon.

Seeing Qiao Ruoqing's reaction, Uncle Wang hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Miss, are you really going to Mr. Song's birthday party?"

"The old man is very good to me, I should go." Knowing what Uncle Wang was worried about, Qiao Ruoqing smiled at him as if to comfort him after answering his question, "Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I will take good care of myself. Nothing will happen."

Uncle Wang was still a little worried, "But Young Master Song and Second Miss..."

What he was most afraid of was that Song Mingyuan and Qiao Ruolan would join forces to deal with Qiao Ruoqing, and Qiao Ruoqing might be overwhelmed.

But Qiao Ruoqing didn't care at all.

For her now, whether it is Qiao Ruolan or Song Mingyuan, there is nothing to be afraid of.

What she was looking forward to most was Mr. Song's birthday party.

……

On the first night of Mr. Song's birthday party, Qiao Ruoqing was arranging her dress in her room when someone knocked on the door.

She opened the door and saw Qiao Ruolan standing at the door, holding the black box that Song Mingyuan handed her that day.

"Is there something wrong?" Qiao Ruoqing asked coldly.

A bright smile appeared on Qiao Ruolan's face, and she handed the box to Qiao Ruoqing, "Sister, I heard that this is a custom-made dress specially made for you by Brother Song, is it for the old man's birthday party tomorrow? When I came back, I saw it was in the living room. I wanted to bring it to you, but then I forgot, so I took it back to my room. I only remembered it now. I was afraid that you would have nothing to wear tomorrow, so I quickly gave it to you. You brought it over."

Qiao Ruoqing glanced at the box in her hand.

forget?

She doesn't believe this kind of nonsense.

"It's okay, if you like it, I'll give it to you." Qiao Ruoqing was lazy, as if she didn't care about the things in the box at all.

Qiao Ruolan was choked, the expression on her face froze for a second, the smile gradually faded, and she lowered her head with a guilty expression, "Sister, are you blaming me? I didn't mean it, I really just forgot, And this is custom-made by Brother Song for you, how can I wear it?"

Stuffing the box into Qiao Ruoqing's arms, Qiao Ruolan continued: "Brother Song has always had a good eye, and the clothes he chose for you are definitely not bad. You will definitely become the focus of the scene when you wear them tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and ran away.

After returning to the room, Qiao Ruolan pressed her back against the door, with resentment in her eyes.

The old man's birthday party will last all day tomorrow, and the guests will go there in the morning. Since Song Mingyuan has already made a dress for Qiao Ruoqing, Qiao Ruoqing should not be prepared, so she can only wear that dress.

After she took the box back to her room that night, she unwrapped the ribbon and looked at it herself. It was a light pink tube top dress with a split on the right leg side. When walking, the leg would be faintly visible, very beautiful.

The more she watched, the angrier she got, and she tampered with the zipper of that dress.

As long as Qiao Ruoqing dares to wear it, she can embarrass Qiao Ruoqing in front of all the guests tomorrow, so that she will never have that face again in the Song family, and even stay in Jiangcheng.

At that time, no one would compete with her for Song Mingyuan.

Staring at the void in front of her, Qiao Ruolan felt as if she saw Qiao Ruoqing's embarrassment in front of everyone, and she felt extremely happy.

……

Qiao Ruolan was looking forward to how Qiao Ruoqing would look in that dress, so she waited for her in the living room when she got ready early in the morning.

But after waiting for half an hour, Qiao Ruoqing did not come down.

Chen Yali looked at the time, and frowned slightly, "Ruolan, let's go first, there will be many famous people going today, let's not go too late."

Qiao Ruolan didn't give up, and begged Chen Yali to wait, then waved to the servant next to her, "Go and see if my sister is ready."

Knowing that Qiao Ruolan had a bad temper, the servant didn't dare to neglect, so he ran upstairs immediately.

After a while, the servant came down and bowed respectfully to Qiao Ruolan, "Ma'am, Second Miss, the Eldest Miss said that she is a little unwell, and I want you to go first, so you don't have to wait for her."

Qiao Ruolan was a little disappointed.

But Chen Yali, upon hearing this, immediately pulled her up from the sofa, "It doesn't matter if she goes or not, we have to go, don't let her delay, let's go."

Knowing that Chen Yali was in a hurry, and that Qiao Ruolan wanted to see Song Mingyuan sooner, she had no choice but to follow in Chen Yali's footsteps.