The dumb wife died with hatred, and she was not obedient after rebirth

[My shop assistant said, you are a star.]

Si Xingyue finished reading what she wrote and smiled: "I heard everything you said just now. Do you want to take a photo?"

He took her phone on his own initiative, but Ling Zhao shook his head.

[Mr. Si, please take a look at this booklet first. If you decide to order a set of clothes from me, please tell me what style you want and the occasion you want to attend. I will try my best to satisfy you and not let your money go to waste.]

In luxury stores, if you are not of high status, you will not be treated so cordially. No manager of a luxury store will mention the word "money" directly.

But Ling Zhao didn't care what he said. It wasn't shameful to withdraw money. Who doesn't open a store to make money?

The manager of the luxury store never mentions money, but the sales volume every quarter and the long texts say: I can’t make any money, please come and buy my products.

Ling Zhao finished writing and left the space to Si Xingyue.

Si Xingyue looked at the booklet and said calmly, "I have met Mr. Huo. You are his wife."

Ling Zhao nodded and ate the chestnut cake brought by his cousin.

This time, my cousin made some improvements, making the taste more delicate and tastier.

She licked the crumbs on her lips. The man glanced at her and unconsciously slid his throat. He coughed lightly and whispered something. Ling Zhao didn't hear it clearly and looked at him in confusion.

"I'm going to attend a party during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I need a dress that won't be outshined by others on the red carpet, won't be criticized by my fans, and won't be mocked by other people's fans. Can you do it?"

He curled the corners of his lips.

Ling Zhao took a sip of water to moisten his throat: [From what I understand, in your industry, you can borrow clothes from luxury brands. Didn’t your agent help you borrow clothes? ]

The fashion circle values ​​connections, has extremely eccentric tastes, and has some harsh conditions, but the celebrity circle is proud to wear haute couture.

Ling Zhao did not comment, but was just surprised that he would order clothes from her for such an important occasion.

It’s not that she overestimates herself, she just doesn’t have the confidence that Huo Yixiu has.

Isn't he afraid of being laughed at when she shows this unbranded custom-made product at the party?

Si Xingyue smiled and said, "I don't have any high-end brand clothing endorsements at the moment. No matter whose clothes I wear, I will bring them attention. Luxury brands have to go through an inspection process to find spokespersons, which takes a long time."

He only said half of the words, and Ling Zhao had to guess for himself.

She guessed that Si Xingyue wanted to prove his fashion sense and strength through her unbranded custom clothes.

He can attract a lot of attention to non-branded clothes, and he will not make other brands unhappy by wearing clothes from a certain brand. He can choose the best from the many brands that are vying for him to endorse.

Ling Zhao smiled slightly: [I'll ask my shop assistant to help you measure the size.]

Ling Zhao was about to ask someone to come over when Si Xingyue picked up a tape measure from the frame on the table: "Can't Mrs. Huo help me measure?"

Ling Zhao looked at the measuring tape.

It's not that it's impossible, but after so long, we've become accustomed to having dedicated surveyors do this job.

Ling Zhao took the measuring tape and thought a lot.

She picked up the phone: [Mr. Si, if you bring unexpected publicity to my store, won't I have to pay you for the publicity? But my store doesn't do free business. ]

No matter who comes, they have to pay a deposit, and the rest will be paid after they get the clothes.

When Ling Zhao followed Mother Huo and was in Mrs. Min's circle, he knew a little about the celebrity circle.

Relying on their fame, they basically get whatever they want. Many brands give them clothes for free and beg them to wear them out.

Mrs. Min said that celebrities themselves are commodities. In a Taobao store, anything can be sold as long as the product is labeled as the same as that of a certain celebrity.

Only when they encounter high-end luxury brands will they lower their noble heads and beg others to borrow their haute couture products.

After reading the text, Si Xingyue was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed: "Mrs. Huo, you are really funny. Okay, I will give you the same price as you give others. I only have one request. If the clothes don't look good when worn, I will post the name and address of your store on my Weibo."

Ling Zhao knew that he was saying that if the clothes she made were not good-looking, his fans would expose her online and make her name known to the whole network.

The power of the entertainment industry is much stronger than that of the business industry.

Ling Zhao held a tape measure and measured his dimensions, recording each one in detail.

The man is worthy of being in the entertainment industry, his body proportions are excellent, comparable to Huo Yixiu.

When measuring his waist and hips, I accidentally touched it and Ling Zhao's face turned slightly red.

Although she had let go of her heart, her conservative thinking over the years made her blush and her heart beat fast when she touched certain parts of men.

Si Xingyue didn't care at all. He looked indifferent and glanced at Ling Zhao, as if hoping she would touch him a few more times.

This expression in his eyes is different from Huo Yixiu and Qin Zhan's.

Huo Yixiu was her husband, and the couple was very familiar with each other's bodies. He was also the kind of overconfident person. In the past, when Ling Zhao touched him, he would frown and look cold, thinking that she took advantage of him. She didn't want to imagine what the situation was now.

As for Qin Zhan… he wanted to seduce her every moment and show his charm all the time.

What does Si Xingyue’s expression represent?

Ling Zhao pursed his lips and took a pen to write down his hip circumference.

Hmm...it's more curled than Huo Yixiu's.

After this incident, Si Xingyue never came to the store again.

When Ling Zhao was designing clothes based on his photos and body shape, he would occasionally lose his focus.

She wondered if Si Xingyue walked into her shop without fully armed because he saw that there were not many people around?

Xiao Jia said that among the famous stars who dare to go out alone without wearing sunglasses, a mask or a hat, the only one is probably Si Xingyue.

"You are so engrossed in staring at another man, Ling Zhao, you really don't take me seriously." Huo Yixiu appeared behind her at some point, glanced at the photo on the computer, his face full of displeasure.

Ling Zhao held the pen and drew lines on the drawing.

Huo Yixiu placed one of his big hands on the table, and bent his body slightly, forming an angle with the table, wrapping her in his body.

The air Ling Zhao breathed was filled with the scent of shower gel on his body and the faint smell of coffee on his breath.

The smell was very special and pleasant, causing her heart to stir a little.

His heat reached her through the air, and Ling Zhao's body also became hot. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his concentration was not as focused.

She reached out for the water cup, but didn't hold it. Her fingertips only touched it. Huo Yixiu held the cup and brought it to her lips: "Open your mouth."

Ling Zhao wanted to take it himself, he pulled his arm back and looked at her indifferently.

Ling Zhao could only open his lips and he brought him water.

The cool mint tea went down her throat, leaving a cool feeling in her mouth. When she lowered her head to continue drawing, the man pinched her chin and lowered his lips.

He whispered against her lips: "You have been in the cold war for too long."

"Can?"

He held her face in his hands, his eyes revealing his need.