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The skirt that Jiang Qiyu chose didn't look bad on her.

It's just not really suitable for the occasion tonight.

Xie Mingxue, who couldn't stand it any longer, made the decision directly and forced someone to take off the skirt that Jiang Qiyu found out from somewhere.

And personally selected a few decent sets of clothes for her to try.

And she herself changed out of the elegant Chinese cheongsam she wore in the morning.

A slightly short white skirt with a high-necked backless top and a thin long windbreaker on the outside. The makeup and hairstyle have also been changed according to the clothes.

The whole temperament has changed greatly, and it is almost a different person from before.

After tidying up, Xie Mingxue sat lazily on the sofa outside the fitting room with her legs folded, watching Jiang Qiyu change one suit after another.

"Change."

"No."

"Next set."

"hiss......"

It wasn't until a black dress with fine glitter appeared all over her body that her eyes suddenly lit up, and she stood up and looked up and down:

"This one seems... not bad."

Vivian on the side also supported her chin with her hands, and nodded in satisfaction:

"She's not short, this skirt can just hold up, and with the hollow design at the back of the skirt, it won't be too conservative or too revealing, a little bit sexy...it's really suitable!"

As she said that, she seemed to have thought of something again, and stepped on the Hentian Gao on her feet and walked to the side with a "da da da".

Find a pair of sparkling white stiletto strappy heels on a wall-wide shoe rack:

"Honey, you try this, it matches the skirt on your body, it's so beautiful!"

"..."

Looking at the high-heeled shoes that Vivian handed over to her eyes, Jiang Qiyu secretly rejoiced in her heart.

Fortunately, on the confession night before, Sister Chen saw that she was intolerable to high heels, so she went back and asked the company's physique teacher to give her a few lessons on walking posture in high heels.

Now it won't be embarrassing.

Putting on the shoes chosen by Vivienne and standing in front of the full-length mirror, Jiang Qiyu suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar...

Involuntarily, a female voice began to recite lines in my mind:

"Duanmu took me to Metersbonwe and picked out a lot of clothes and shoes. When I looked in the mirror, I didn't even know who the girl in it was..."

"puff......"

Seeing her burst into laughter suddenly without warning, Xie Mingxue quickly put away her phone, and coughed lightly in disguise:

"...What's silly?"

"It's nothing."

When Jiang Qiyu heard the words, she immediately restrained her imaginative associations, turned around and looked at the hot Mrs. Qi, and tentatively said:

"Sister, let's..."

Xie Mingxue immediately understood, got up from the sofa, and waved her hand:

"set off!"

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S·LINX is not a business nightclub in the traditional sense, but the most popular member-only bar in S City.

No matter the sound, lighting or other hardware facilities here are top-notch, it has a super-large site scale of a single building, an excellent location and a high-end decoration style.

From time to time, several well-known singers in the entertainment industry will be invited to come to the venue. It is one of the favorite nightclubs for young people in the upper circles of S City.

The degree of popularity can be said to be hard to find in one card.

But Xie Mingxue was obviously not among them.

Although the two made a temporary decision and didn't make a reservation in advance, the assistant made the bar manager wait at the door with a phone call, and welcomed them in respectfully.

They were arranged in the booth on the second floor with the best view. After a few pleasantries, a steady stream of waiters brought all kinds of alcohol and filled a large table.

"Qiyu, today you opened your mouth to drink!"

Xie Mingxue waved her hands twice following the DJs in the audience with an excited face, her tone excited:

"Sister pays for all the consumption today!"

"sister......"

Jiang Qiyu looked at the table full of foreign wine, although she was full of joy, she still cautiously walked up to her sister-in-law, she hesitated to say:

"That male model..."

"what?"

The music was too loud, Xie Mingxue couldn't hear it clearly, so she leaned sideways to her side again:

"Qiyu, what did you say about men just now?"

"I said male..." Suddenly remembering that the person in front of her was still the young master's own mother, Jiang Qiyu almost bit her tongue, and said in a flash of inspiration:

"Men—are we just drinking like this?"

"Huh? Was that sentence so long?"

Xie Mingxue was only slightly puzzled for a moment, then she was attracted by the dice cup that Jiang Qiyu picked up from the table, she stroked her sleeves and smiled excitedly:

"Come!"

When Jiang Qi met this person, not only did she love to drink, she had a good capacity for alcohol, and her wine table culture was also very good.

With one-handed dice cup, he played a variety of tricks, and quickly killed Xie Mingxue, who was still addicted to vegetables.

She put water here a few times, and before she had finished a bottle of wine, Mrs. Qi, who was still in full bloom in the morning, was already blushing and holding her forehead with her hand.

What Jiang Qiyu didn't know was that she was holding her forehead with one hand, while the hand hidden under the table was constantly poking at the phone screen.

The chat interface is also very simple:

【Hot Mom Diary: [Picture]】

[Yu: Did you find her? 】

[Hot Mom Diary: Is it any good? 】

[Over:? 】

【Hot Mom Diary: [Location]】

[Yu: I advise you not to. 】

[Hot Mom's Diary: Hmph, I still feel sorry for others, why, are you still afraid that I'll feed her? 】

[Hot Mom's Diary: On the second floor, come over when you're done. Mom will assist you and create a chance for you to be a hero to save the beauty. 】

【Over:......】

The above is the chat history one hour ago, and one hour later:

[Hot Mom's Diary: Son, don't save the beauty, come and split the mountain to save your mother! 】

[Hot Mom's Diary: Why is she so dumbfounded]

【Hot Mom Diary: Is it okay?】

【Hot Mom Diary: I Was Told About Your Dad】

......

In fact, Jiang Qiyu was also afraid of doing something good for his wife, so when Xie Mingxue went to the bathroom as an excuse to pee, she smiled and let the assistant who appeared at the right time help her leave.

Once the madam left, she no longer had any scruples.

With the whiskey in his left hand, the orange in the fruit plate was in his right hand to add to the glass. Halfway through, he felt that his sleeve was in the way, so he lifted it up vigorously.

Finally, Jiang Qiyu used several foreign wines to mix herself a beautifully colored drink.

Just as he was about to enter, a pair of legs suddenly appeared in his sight, and a slightly frivolous voice sounded above his head:

"Beauty, let's have a drink together?"

She paused while drinking, and looked up at the man standing in front of her holding a cup.

Although the person in front of him was not bad in appearance, but Jiang Qiyu, who was spoiled by someone, only felt that he was unspeakably greasy from the inside out, so she waved at this person:

"No, I'm fine drinking by myself."

"..."

But that man didn't seem to expect to be rejected, he was stunned for a moment, and then approached reluctantly:

"Don't be such a beauty, I think you look familiar, give me a chance to meet you?"

Jiang Qiyu just lowered her eyes and took a sip of the wine she made. She felt that there was too much lemon in it, so she was going to squeeze some more orange juice in to neutralize it.

The man who came to strike up a conversation was completely ignored, and the smile on his face almost couldn't hold back.

Turning around to look at the group of brothers behind him who were watching the excitement, he suddenly felt that his face was dull, so he approached her again and whispered:

"Beauty, my friends are all watching over there, so you can save me and have a drink."

"..."

Following his gaze, Jiang Qiyu looked at the table behind the man full of men and women who were watching the show.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the man standing in front of her with a smile, slowly shook her head and said calmly:

"I'm Na Ke Lulu's fellow from Henan."

"What, what?"

"That's not right."

"..."

The man paused for a moment, and immediately felt that he had been tricked after he realized it. He immediately darkened his face and lowered his voice to threaten:

"Then you are not giving me face? Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Qiyu smiled even more, and looked back at each other without any fear:

"Your face, my insole."

As soon as the words came out, before the man wanted to get angry, she smiled and said calmly:

"Do you know who I am?"

"..."

This sentence was immediately asked by the man.

The nightclub was dimly lit and noisy, he thought this woman looked familiar, but he couldn't figure out who she was for a while.

But the fact that this woman can sit in such a booth and her posture is so tough makes him a little timid, frowning and tentatively speaking:

"You are......"

"Come here, let me tell you..."

Jiang Qiyu waved to him, and after the man poked his ears suspiciously, she saw the right moment, and her high heels stepped on his feet!

Twist hard twice.

"what!"

When the man fell down holding his feet, she nimbly got up and turned her head to wink at him:

"I didn't say it just now, I am a fellow of Nako Lulu..."

Looking at the few people on the deck not far away who started to get up and walk in this direction, Jiang Qiyu smiled unabated and waved to the man:

"That's not right."

After finishing speaking, he quickly went downstairs from the route he had hoped for a long time ago, plunged into the throbbing crowd on the dance floor downstairs, and disappeared.