Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 177 What should I do if my fiancé is a fake young master (52)

Mrs. Jiang conveyed it to Qi Yingzhou.

Qi Yingzhou remained silent and agreed.

Ling Chan walked out of the room and sat in Jiang's living room.

The shopping guide rolled out a row of dresses, these were samples made by designers, custom-made dresses specially for Ling Chan's engagement banquet.

Qi Yingzhou preliminarily selected these few dresses, and Ling Chan finalized the final dress.

Ling Chan looked expressionlessly at the person who was half hidden behind the clothes.

Zhao Xuchang.

"Why did you come? I thought you didn't want to see me again?"

"It was Yingzhou who asked him to come. Yingzhou has taken a lot of care of you!" Mrs. Jiang explained with a smile: "Chanchan, do you know Xiao Zhao?"

Ling Chan looked away coldly, without speaking.

Zhao Xuchang whispered: "I saw it before when I graduated and practiced."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Chan raised her thin eyebrows and gave him a mocking glance.

Zhao Xuchang lowered his head.

He doesn't want to come.

But when Qi Yingzhou asked him, he couldn't tell the reason for his refusal.

He wanted to shrink back behind his clothes again.

Mrs. Jiang waved to him, and said with a warm smile: "Since you are a friend of Yingzhou, why be so cautious? Come on, let's do it next to Auntie, and later Chanchan will try on clothes. Opinion!"

Qi Yingzhou was pulled to sit beside Mrs. Jiang.

He politely responded to Mrs. Jiang's words, but his peripheral vision drifted to Ling Chan secretly.

The girl was listening to the designer's clothes introduction with lowered eyes. These designers were industry benchmarks and dressed in trendy and bold styles, but they couldn't catch Zhao Xuchang's attention.

He could only see Ling Chan.

The girl in a plain white nightgown has a clean face, and her small features are covered with a layer of gold rims by the sun. She is as sacred and pure as the ethereal and pure voice of a child in a choir.

Ling Chan picked out a piece of clothing to change into.

Zhao Xuchang sat on the sofa, responding to Mrs. Jiang's question.

"Brother Qi and I have known each other since we were young. Brother Qi is very kind and takes good care of me. Then something happened to my family, and Brother Qi took me in."

"How was Yingzhou doing at the school at that time? Why did he drop out?"

"Because there is no money, Brother Qi has to be busy earning medical expenses for his aunt, so he can't work part-time when he is in school..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Ling Chan lifted her skirt and stood on the spiral staircase, looking down at the people downstairs.

She didn't put on makeup, but she was still beautiful, and she was stuck in Zhao Xuchang's retina in an instant, making his eyes sore and swollen.

The heartbeat is racing.

Mrs. Jiang listened intently to Zhao Xuchang's talk about Qi Yingzhou's youth, when Zhao Xuchang suddenly misfired, she frowned, a little dissatisfied.

"Mom, do I look good?"

Ling Chan's voice interrupted what she was about to say.

Mrs. Jiang raised her head and frowned, "Come down, let mom take a closer look at you."

Ling Chan went downstairs holding on to the handrail, followed by several people, afraid that she would fall.

This skirt is long and has a large skirt, making it difficult for Lingchan to walk, but it is indeed beautiful, and the expensive silk satin fabric exudes a warm luster as she walks.

It is dotted with fluffy lace, like a soft dream.

Zhao Xuchang held his breath, for fear of waking up from this dream.

Ling Chan stood in the living room, "Just this one."

Mrs. Jiang said: "You just tried one. There are several other ones that are specially ordered by Yingzhou. If you don't try them all, it will be a waste."

"I don't want to try it anymore, it's so troublesome to put on and take off." Ling Chan curled her lips, "I think this will do."

Madam Jiang then turned her head and asked Qi Yingzhou's envoy, "Xiao Zhao, what do you think?"

Ling Chan held up the hem of her skirt and turned around.

This skirt has a one-shoulder design, with a slender neck and delicate collarbone, all of which are clearly visible.

Mrs. Jiang's question gave Zhao Xuchang an illusion, as if he was an important role in this trial, his answer was very important, and his opinion would be accepted... Zhao Xuchang had a momentary impulse to feel that he could pass the real Speak your mind.

Mrs. Jiang said gently: "Boldly say, your opinion is Yingzhou's opinion,"

"..."

Zhao Xuchang smiled and said, "It's pretty good, Brother Qi will like it too."

……

Soon, it was the day of the engagement.

Ling Chan was dug out of the quilt early, and a special stylist took care of her makeup and hair.

She barely opened her drowsy eyes, and saw the chaos behind her from the mirror. The costume stylist was checking the dress for the last time. The big dress for the engagement banquet was changed after arriving at the hotel, and now it is the small dress for going out. Shoes and jewelry are all matched.

She also saw Zhao Xuchang, standing in the corner, staring at her back through the crowd, as if in a daze.

Is Qi Yingzhou afraid that she will run away?Send someone to watch her again?If he can't come if he has something to do, he will send Zhao Xuchang over to keep an eye on him.

Ling Chan yawned lazily, and only halfway through the yawn, her chin was held down by the make-up artist.

"Little aunt, can we bear it for a while?"

Ling Chan had no choice but to swallow the yawn.

……

After finishing the styling with great difficulty, Ling Chan walked crookedly on her ten-centimeter high heels.

The stylist immediately frowned, and pondered: "Shall we change to a lower heel?"

"No." Ling Chan refused, she stretched out her hand, "Someone help me, let's take the elevator down."

There are so many of them, one elevator can't hold it, and nearly ten people have filled the elevator to the brim.

Ling Chan stood in the middle, and the others carefully surrounded her.

The elevator shook.

The light flickered, then suddenly went dark, the elevator suddenly fell and then stopped abruptly, swaying and swaying non-stop.

In the narrow space, a few people wobbled left and right, making them unsteady. Ling Chan stood in the middle, stepping on high heels, and it was difficult to keep her balance. She swayed from side to side and was about to fall.

Ling Chan didn't bark.She waved her hands, trying to find something to support her body.

Her outstretched hand was held.

Someone was screaming: "Stop crowding people! There is only such a little space, stand against the wall!"

Others grabbed Ling Chan's waist and pressed it firmly in his arms.

Ling Chan heard the beating heartbeat, which rang in pieces in her ears.

Someone touched the back of her head lightly, and probably could only feel dry hairspray and sea salt water.

As if realizing the inappropriateness of his movements, his fingertips stopped stiffly.

Ling Chan couldn't hold back, and laughed softly.

The heartbeat in the ear stopped for a moment, and it beat more cheerfully.

The dark elevator swayed endlessly, and the crowd screamed one after another. They hid in the dark corner and secretly brewed secrets.

He seemed to hesitate for a while, and turned Ling Chan in another direction.

Covering Ling Chan's eyes with one hand, holding Ling Chan's hand with the other hand, brushing gently, causing Ling Chan to spread her five fingers, and he wrote on it stroke by stroke: [I]

【happiness】

【joyous】

【you】

Ling Chan blinked, the palm of the person in front of her seemed to be itchy, and she trembled slightly.

He seemed to be afraid that Ling Chan would know who he was, so he would cover Ling Chan's eyes in the dark elevator room.

precisely because of this.

Ling Chan knew who this person was.

(End of this chapter)