Republic of China Designer [Transmigration Book]

At this time, Xia Jinting still didn't know that he had taken Gu Que's scarf by mistake. He was carrying the clothes back home, and just bumped into Master Xia who was slipping away from work.

Before the marriage of Jiang Xia's family was finalized, Mr. Xia would never dare to be so presumptuous. Now, relying on himself as an in-law, he arrives late and leaves early every day.

He was walking with a big belly, carrying a birdcage in his hand, when he saw Xia Jinting, he let out a cold snort.

A few days ago, the quarrel in the front hall of Xia's family caused Xia Jinting and the Xia's family to tear each other apart completely, so there is no need to pretend to be harmonious on the surface.

At this moment, Mr. Xia is still angry, but he still can't do anything to Xia Jinting, so he can only raise his chin at the things in Xia Jinting's hand: "What did you take?"

"Clothes." After Xia Jinting finished speaking, he didn't stay long and went to the room.

Master Xia groped for a long time before he came to his senses, and he jumped his feet angrily: "You little bastard, Young Master Jiang has prepared all the clothes for you, and you still buy things!"

Xia Jinting latched the door, carefully checked the borrowed clothes, and suddenly found a light gray cotton scarf that had never been seen before among the accessories.

The scarf was exquisite in pattern, soft to the touch, and looked very new, Xia Jinting's face flashed a little astonishment, never thought that there was such a brand new scarf among the rented goods.

He didn't expect that it was an oolong made by the staff of the photo studio, and he mistakenly stuffed the scarf given to Gu Que by someone else into his hand.

Coincidentally, the light gray scarf unexpectedly matched the navy blue suit. Xia Jinting skillfully tied a Paris knot and replaced the usual tie with the scarf.

The light gray scarf is soft and casual, which just breaks the stereotype of a suit and adds elegance and agility to the overall look.

Such a change coincides with Xia Jinting's state of mind, he does not want to lose his etiquette and become a laughing stock, and he also does not want to be too dignified and restrained to make people think that he values ​​this reception too much.

As it is now, it's fine.Xia Jinting finalized the dressing plan with a smile.

On the day of the reception, the Xia family was in full swing.

Master Xia ordered someone to block the door of Xia Jinting's room early in the morning, yelling that he was not allowed to leave the room unless he changed into the clothes Jiang Kuan sent him.

Xia Jinting was amused by this trick of blocking the door. He didn't want to go to the Jiang's reception, so he just happened to be the shopkeeper.

Wanting to understand this level, Xia Jinting simply lay down, ready to sleep leisurely.

There was no movement in the house for a long time, which made Master Xia, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, anxious. He rubbed his hands and paced back and forth in the yard, the flesh on his stomach trembled, which looked a little funny.

The servant went back and forth, Master Xia said anxiously: "There is still no movement?"

The servant shook his head shyly.

The reception was about to start, Master Xia finally couldn't hold back, waved his hand angrily, smashed the jar and said: "He wears whatever he likes, anyway, he is the one who is ashamed, I don't care."

Xia Jinting was soundly asleep when suddenly there was a hasty knock on the door.In a half-dream and half-awake state, he heard Master Xia's personal servant's rhetoric, such as "the master agrees" and "you are allowed to wear it yourself", and he was amused for a while.

With this posture, I didn't know that he thought he was going to "enter the palace to face the saint", Xia Jinting spit the mouthwash into the spittoon, and finally regained consciousness.

Looking at the energetic young man in the mirror, he smiled with satisfaction and opened the door with his head held high.

Never thought that the servant was lying on the door to listen to the movement, staggered and fell a big somersault, grinning his teeth in pain and screaming.

Naihe howled at the top of his voice for a long time but did not see any movement, only opened his eyes.

Good guy, Xia Jinting has already walked to the front, leaving only a handsome back.

The servant rubbed his sore buttocks, muttering in his heart: This foreigner's clothes seem to be quite nice.

It is a certainty that Xia Jinting will be late for the reception due to Master Xia's interference.

Xia Jinting didn't care about this. Being late for the reception has the same effect as being absent, and both can anger Jiang Kuan.

So he sat safely in the rickshaw without panicking.

According to the address on the invitation, the reception will be held in Jiang's small western-style building.

Xia Jinting remembered that the book mentioned that although the Jiang family ran a silk and satin village, they lived in a Western-style mansion, and it was Jiang Kuan who insisted on rebuilding it. The old man Jiang loved his grandson, so he would never object to such trivial matters.

It's just that after the building was completed, the Jiang family's business went from bad to worse, so some people said that it was because of the poor Feng Shui of the building.

According to Xia Jinting, this kind of statement is not credible.There is nothing special about Jiang’s Western-style building from the outside. It is a well-behaved Western-style building, and the khaki-yellow exterior walls cast mottled tree shadows under the sunlight.

The reception had already begun, and the waiter at the porch took the opportunity to take a nap against the wall, opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a fair young man standing in front of him.

Tall and tall, with picturesque eyebrows, like a fairy who visits by chance in sleep.

The waiter stood up straight as a reflex, and carefully took the invitation in Xia Jinting's hand.

Surname Xia?

Seeing the title on the invitation card, the waiter frowned slightly, completely confused.He really couldn't think of when Haicheng had such a number one person.

However, this did not prevent him from ushering people in the door respectfully.

The moment the European-style carved door opened, Xia Jinting walked into the hall calmly, with a just right smile on his face, without any embarrassment of being late.

In just three to five seconds, he already had a preliminary judgment on the guests present—most of them were young people of the new school, and suits, leather shoes, and top hats were standard equipment.

While Xia Jinting looked around, everyone's eyes also focused on him, with exploration and curiosity.

"Wen Ya, you are so beautiful today." Xu Huangtian looked at the girl in beige silk dress in front of him, and admired sincerely.

Guo Wenya has long curly hair and a snow-white feather hat pinned to her side.She was beautiful in appearance, especially the lips that wiped Max Buddha, there was a trace of charm in the delicate beauty, which made Xu Huangtian stare straight.

It's a pity that Guo Wenya's attention was all attracted by the young man who just walked in, staring at Xia Jinting with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Xu Huangtian followed her gaze, even if he was jealous, he had to admit that Xia Jinting did have the capital to be the focus of the audience.

Ordinarily, the suits were designed by foreigners, and even these progressive youths, who have been baptized by new ideas, wear them in an unexplainable and awkward way.But that dark blue suit was worn on Xia Jinting's body, as if the clothes had found a special hanger, and he couldn't find any faults when he looked at it horizontally and vertically.

Seeing Guo Wenya's focused eyes, Xu Huangtian suddenly felt a sense of crisis.He pulled Jiang Kuan aside, pointed at Xia Jinting and said stiffly, "Who is that?"

Jiang Kuan was the host, so he couldn't escape the entertainment, his cheeks were flushed from drinking now, he casually glanced at Xia Jinting, frowned and said, "Why is he dressed like this?!"

"What?! He's that... bumpkin from the Xia family?!" Xu Huangtian and Jiang Kuan's bad friends were also shocked.

Since the engagement between the Jiang family and the Xia family, a group of bad friends have heard Jiang Kuan ridiculing Xia Jinting.They had never seen a real person, but from Jiang Kuan's description, they imagined a black, thin, unattractive little potato.

Now that I saw the original version, I realized that he was a good young man with a magnificent appearance, and he was not as unbearable as Jiang Kuan described.

"This looks better than Young Master Song." Damaged Friend A booed.At the beginning of A, B, B, D also laughed, questioning Jiang Kuan's aesthetics.

How could Jiang Kuan bear this, his face darkened immediately, and he shouted: "What nonsense! Turn around, Song Shao is here, don't gossip in front of him!"

Seeing that he was annoyed, the bad friends smiled tacitly.

Although Xu Huangtian also laughed, but he was a little absent-minded. Seeing Guo Wenya peeking at Xia Jinting again, Xu Huangtian couldn't hold back any longer, and walked up to Xia Jinting ostentatiously, saying loudly: "You must be the sister-in-law who hasn't been married yet."

The volume of these words was not small, and Xia Jinting's identity was immediately exposed. The girls who were interested in Xia Jinting all showed disappointed expressions.

In Xia Jinting's previous life, he was used to seeing ghosts and ghosts in the shopping malls, and Xu Huangtian's little mischief could not be hidden in front of him. In fact, he had already noticed Xu Huangtian's fearful eyes.

"You are?" Xia Jinting asked in confusion.

Xu Huangtian didn't see the embarrassment and embarrassment on Xia Jinting's face, and felt unwilling, so he made up for it again: "I'm Young Master Jiang's friend, sister-in-law, you don't have to be polite."

He has a sister-in-law on the left and a sister-in-law on the right. Instead of being annoyed, Xia Jinting laughed, "If you call me like that, you won't be afraid of being heard by Song Kailin and making Jiang Kuan angry?"

Xu Huangtian was stunned.

He couldn't help but took two steps back, his face couldn't hide the panic: "You...you know Song Shao?"

In line with the principle of "the enemy retreats, we advance", Xia Jinting stepped forward, with the same smile on his face.He said softly, "I know more than that."

Xu Huangtian seemed to be poured cold water over his head and face, and his heart felt chills.

It is well known that Jiang Kuan likes men, but few people know that there is a white moonlight Song Kailin hidden in Jiang Kuan's heart.

Jiang Kuan and his group of bad friends only thought Xia Jinting was stupid, and they couldn't find out about him and Song Kailin.

Xu Huangtian also thought so, so he choked on Xia Jinting as a weak and deceitful little sheep.

But from Xia Jinting's words, he clearly knew of Song Kailin's existence, so why did he come to the reception?Did he know that Song Kailin would also come?What does he want to do?

Xu Huangtian was full of doubts, like a snake being restrained seven inches, and it was in chaos in an instant.

Jiang Kuan acquiesced to Xu Huangtian's behavior of bullying Xia Jinting.

He wanted to make a fuss about the clothes and make Xia Jinting ashamed in public, but Xia Jinting didn't fall for it, which made Jiang Kuan very upset.

Xu Huangtian wants to teach Xia Jinting a lesson, and Jiang Kuan is happy to see it succeed.The strange thing was that Xu Huangtian, who was always eloquent, was blocked for some reason by that bumpkin who had never seen the world.

Jiang Kuan forced a smile on his face, stepped forward and said, "What happened?"

Hearing Jiang Kuan's pretentiously gentle tone, Xia Jinting got goosebumps all over his body. He rubbed his arms, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, just a suggestion."

Jiang Kuan didn't know why.

Xia Jinting looked at Xu Huangtian's milky white suit, and said with disgust: "His complexion is too dark, he is not suitable for wearing white."

Jiang Kuan looked slightly startled, and was about to reprimand Xia Jinting, but there was a burst of laughter from his side, and when he turned around, he saw Guo Wenya covering her mouth and laughing.

"Do you have research on clothing collocation?" Guo Wenya smiled for a long time, finally took a breath, and looked at Xia Jinting with great interest.