The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

Seeing that little assistant glanced at Leng Jinran and Lin Weiwei anxiously, and whispered a few words to the manager, the manager's face suddenly changed, and Lin Weiwei knew that this dress might not be settled.

"what happened?"

Lin Weiwei looked at the manager who was almost bent over the wooden floor and asked.

"Young lady, why don't you choose another one?"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he felt the temperature in the entire VIP room drop a little bit. After only one glance at Leng Jinran, the manager didn't dare to look any further. He only looked at Lin Weiwei with a begging face, and said with an apologetic smile: "Since Knowing that you want to come to the store to choose a dress, we have prepared twelve sets of dresses with different styles, colors and temperaments for you to choose from, look, how about you..."

"Why can't I choose this dress?"

Although it was not necessary to choose this red dress, it was fine before trying it on, but when they were satisfied, they said no, no matter how good-tempered Lin Weiwei was, she couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

The manager's face was dripping with sweat, "Young Madam, Second Miss Ling, also chose a red dress."

As soon as the words came out, the manager clearly felt that the temperature in the VIP room was normal.

Looking up, the stern aura on Leng Jinran's body has faded a lot, and even Lin Weiwei's expression seems to have softened a bit.

Lin smiled slightly and thanked, "You guys are interested."

"It should be."

The manager wiped his sweat and nodded, seeing Lin Weiwei turned and entered the fitting room, intending to change the dress on his body, he hurriedly turned and went out.

Lin Weiwei was no longer angry.

Ling Xinyue did it on purpose, just to embarrass her at the annual meeting.

Now that she clearly knew her intentions, she was still angry, and she could only blame herself.

So, why bother?

The door of the fitting room was knocked, and Leng Jinran said softly: "Wei Wei, I picked another one for you, you can try it."

The door opened slightly, Lin Weiwei reached out, took the dress he had chosen from Leng Jinran, and closed the door.

In the fitting room, looking at the dress Leng Jinran chose for her, Lin Weiwei was absent-minded for a moment.

This is a black floor-sweeping dress.

Deep V-neck, bare back, high slits, and a wide skirt, with many brilliant diamonds falling densely and densely.

The dress center has prepared more than ten sets of dresses for her. When Lin Weiwei looked at it just now, this dress was actually the first thing she saw.

After all, black is solemn and atmospheric. Obviously, it is more suitable for such a ceremony as the handover of power at the annual meeting.

However, just because it was too solemn, Lin Weiwei was a little afraid to choose.

I chose red as the next best option. Unexpectedly, by accident, I went around and around, and finally, I turned back.

"slight?"

Hearing that there was no movement in the fitting room, Leng Jinran, who was standing outside the door, knocked on the door, "What's the matter? Do you want... Let me try it on for you?"

Her body became hot all of a sudden, and she muttered "Drunkards don't care about drinking", Lin Weiwei quickly took off the red dress on her body, and put on the black one on her body.

Looking up at herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, even though Lin Weiwei was mentally prepared, she still felt dazed for a moment.

If she was hot in the red dress just now, then at this moment, she looks noble and majestic because of this black dress.

Not to mention the annual meeting, even the Cannes red carpet, she is fearless.

Never expecting that a set of dresses would change people so much, Lin slightly bit his lips, and opened the door of the fitting room.