Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

The more I want to get it, the more amazing this dress is, it seems to be more eye-catching than all the white clothes in her closet, especially the design of the skirt, which is naturally stacked into fine lines The folds of the night are like a budding night flower when it is still, beautiful and noble when it is quiet, like a night flower blooming white and flawless petals when it is moving, gorgeous and noble, when the skirt is unfurled, it is like a completely blooming soft night flower , beautiful, radiant, dazzling.

The more she looked, the more Xia Ruya couldn't take her eyes off.

In my heart, the voice I want to get is getting more and more intense.

Only she is the most beautiful in a white dress, so this dress belongs to her.

The more you want to get it, the deeper the obsession in your heart.

At this time, the shop assistant replied: "This skirt is high-end. Not only the style but also the color are very picky. The size of the skirt is also very picky about the curve and circumference of the body. There is only one dress in our store. pieces."

Monotonous white is not something anyone can hold back, and if it is worn by someone who can't hold it, it will look too plain.

The size of the skirt is different from the regular size. If the body curve does not meet the requirements, there is no way to wear it with the most perfect effect. This skirt is a new model that was launched today, and many people are already interested in this skirt I was overjoyed.

The lady clerk saw that this gentleman had chosen this skirt for Miss Wen, and she was worried that Miss Wen would not be able to wear it. She wanted to persuade the gentleman to change to other styles, but maybe the other party's aura was too strong, giving people a kind of The unquestionable feeling made her timid and dare not go forward.

However, she has to admit that she has been in clothing sales for so long, and she has never seen anyone who has such a keen sense of touch in clothing matching, and has never seen a man who has such a unique style in clothing. collocation.

The few clothes he picked for Miss Wen before are all suitable for her, and they can be matched with amazing styles, which are hundreds of times more professional than her as a professional.

At least, she can't match such a novel and unique style.

It simply amazed her to the extreme.

But she also saw that these collocations were inimitable, because it was this man who specially matched them for Miss Wen. The collocations on Miss Wen were amazing and unique, but others might not be able to match them to such an effect.

Sure enough, this dress was no exception.

Xia Ruya showed a disappointed expression on her face, her faint expression was indescribably soft: "It's a pity, there is only one, then..."

Xia Ruya looked at the clerk and hesitated to speak.

The clerk looked at this Miss Xia without a trace, and saw that her temperament was as soft and elegant as an elegant white rose. If she wore this white dress, she must be quite beautiful.

Then, she glanced at Miss Wen quietly again, and couldn't help shaking her head slightly.

Impossible, Miss Wen's outfit is a unique style, even if this Miss Xia and Miss Wen wear the same style of white dress, it is impossible to compare with Miss Wen.

One is soft, elegant and pure on the outside, and the other is high-spirited on the inside.

Can't compare at all.

Jiang Ruoyin was about to speak...

Si Yiyan's calm voice sounded: "What about the other stores?"

Xia Ruya's eyes lit up, and what she was hesitant to say just now was to ask the clerk if other stores still have this style of clothes, but after all, Wen Xinya chose first, and the grievances between her and Wen Xinya Well, everyone in the capital knows everything, everyone knows, if she shows that she cares too much about this dress, and it falls in the eyes of others, they will still think that she is interested in what Wen Xinya likes, and wants to compare with Wen Xinya.

Originally, he wanted to persuade Jiang Ruoyin to ask, but who knew Mr. Si asked this question before Jiang Ruoyin.

Mr. Si, what does this mean?

The clerk was a little dazed, apparently Si Yiyan's endless questioning made her unable to react for a while.

Si Yiyan added: "I mean all the stores in the world, how many pieces of this dress are there?"

The shop assistant came to her senses and said quickly, "I'll check right away."

Perhaps it was due to the fact that Si Yiyan's aura was too strong and imposing. When he spoke, an innate, engraved, unquestionable demeanor would always be revealed inadvertently, so the lady clerk listened to him. , obeyed and surrendered almost subconsciously, and immediately followed his orders.

Wen Xinya looked at Xia Ruya's beautiful eyes full of water, and looked at Si Yiyan with a throbbing expression, and hiccupped in her heart: "It turns out that Miss Xia likes to wear the same clothes as me so much, what do you think?" What kind of fate is this between us? We used to have the same identity, but now we have to choose exactly the same clothes, you say..." Warm and elegant eyes flowed, and the shining brilliance slowly overflowed, just like under the gorgeous lights , sparkling gems, cold and dazzling: "Is it possible that we even have the same taste in picking men?"

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Si Yiyan meaningfully.

With Si Yiyan's fingers, he gently supported the white silk flower in the shape of a viburnum pinned in her hair. The deep eyes reflected the piercing sharpness of her face, and the light in her eyes was as clear as obsidian. Brilliant, bright.

The little girl looked jealous, as cute as a hedgehog.

Especially the sweet "Brother Yan" before that made his body crisp up.

The words were too straightforward, which made Xia Ruya's face a little embarrassed. She noticed the stunned expressions on the faces of several shop assistants, and felt extremely embarrassed: "Miss Wen, you really fell in love with this white dress first. But it doesn't mean that I can't have it, your words are too serious."

Jiang Ruoyin was about to defend her, but when she came into contact with the man with a deep and unfathomable demeanor beside Wen Xinya, the words came to her lips, and she swallowed them abruptly.

Offending someone who shouldn't be offended, she has tasted enough of the bitter fruit, and dare not try again.

Soon the clerk came back in a hurry and replied: "There are ten pieces of this dress from Chanel, because it just went on the market today, and this dress is too picky, so I haven't sold a single one yet."

Xia Ruya was very happy, and was about to open her mouth to make an order.

Si Yiyan said calmly: "Okay, I bought all these ten dresses, and I want to buy out your design copyright."

Si Yiyan was very satisfied with her answer. If it didn't sell, it meant it was unique. As a man with serious mental cleanliness, he didn't want Xia Ruya or any other woman to wear the same style of clothes as Xinya. That's so annoying.

Xinya deserves to be unique!

No matter in any way.