High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

Compared with the surprise on Sheng Mingzhu's face, Sheng Yaohua's expression is much calmer.

It wasn't a coincidence that she came to Lan Jie's studio, and she didn't come here out of admiration, but she knew that Sheng Mingzhu loved the design here. When she used to participate in advertising campaigns or walk on the red carpet, she liked to be in this studio the most. Find the right clothing.

She came here knowingly, in order to meet Mr. Bo before the dinner party held by him, so that he could kill her.

"What a coincidence, isn't this the Pearl?" Sheng Yaohua walked up to Sheng Mingzhu with her leather bag in her hand, and the corners of her lips curled up unhurriedly, "Are you here to choose the evening dress too?"

If she didn't come early or late, she ran into Lan Jie's studio at this time, and bumped into her. Sheng Mingzhu thought about it for a while and realized that there was no such a coincidence as Sheng Yaohua said.

"Really?" She smiled casually, turned to look at the style that Lan Jie had chosen for herself, reached out and touched it twice to compare the texture of the fabric, "Why don't I think it's a coincidence, but it's a bit like a narrow road to friends."

After going through so many things, Sheng Mingzhu has seen through it. How can a woman who can force Xu Mo into this look be a fuel-efficient lamp.

She was just wondering about Ye Yaoguang's death, and always felt that there was something strange about it.

Sheng Yaohua looked at the delicate face of the other party, there was no spot or swelling due to pregnancy, and her figure was as beautiful as ever, not like a woman with several pregnant women.

"I'm going to feel sad when you say that, what kind of narrow road is it?" She smiled coldly, her heart was filled with jealousy, "Aren't we good sisters?"

Why Sheng Mingzhu can make Bao Sicheng love so willingly, why can she make Xu Mo also linger in his dreams.

I have given no less affection than the other party for the things I have done, but no matter whether it is Bo Sicheng or Xu Mo, they all have an extraordinary love for Sheng Mingzhu.

"When you say these words, don't you feel sick?"

Sheng Mingzhu listened to her voice full of hypocrisy, smiled and didn't bother to squeeze another one: "There is a saying that well water does not violate river water, I don't want to have anything to do with you, and you don't come here to provoke me casually, I am too lazy now Just ignore the dirty things you did, but that doesn't mean I can get sand in my eyes."

The other party's words were as sharp as a knife, and completely cut through the smile on Sheng Yaohua's face.

She clutched the strap of the purse tightly, biting her lip hard to endure the anger welling up in her heart.

Bao Sicheng has never been able to grab her, and Xu Mo was also seduced by the other party. Now that she has lost to Sheng Mingzhu even in lip service, how can she feel reconciled.

Lan Jie watched the two of them talk to each other, and the atmosphere became tense, so she quickly took off a dark blue evening dress and handed it to Sheng Mingzhu and said.

"Look at this one. The style of this one is of the same brand as that worn by the British princess. The hem of the chest is inlaid with diamonds, and the skirt is slightly spread out. I can help you with this part of the waistline." Change it, it should fit you well."

Sheng Mingzhu turned her head to look at the dress that the other party had chosen for her. It was indeed as Lan Jie said, this evening dress was particularly eye-catching but not so ostentatious that it would overwhelm the guests.

She nodded lightly, before she could speak, Sheng Yaohua who was standing beside her took the conversation away.

"This skirt looks pretty good, then you can decide for me, and modify it according to my size. I will wear it when I attend the party at the weekend."

Lan Jie raised her head in embarrassment and glanced at Sheng Yaohua, then glanced at Sheng Mingzhu who was silent beside her: "Miss Sheng, I'm sorry, this is the style I chose for Sheng Mingzhu. Sit in the waiting room over there for a while, how about I take Miss Sheng's measurements and go pick them out for you?"

She does not have the identity and status of Sheng Mingzhu, nor does she have the confidence to be hostile to Sheng Yaohua, the eldest daughter of the Sheng family.

Although Lan Jie is a well-known type in the industry, she has no one to back her up, so she can only face these unpleasant but powerful guests respectfully.

"Everything comes first, first come first," Sheng Yaohua folded her arms and smiled coldly, and walked slowly to Lan Jie, looking at the evening dress she was holding in her hand, "But I was the first to ask for this one." It’s a skirt, so you should also give me this skirt.”

Since she wanted to appear on the same occasion as Sheng Mingzhu, she couldn't be content to be ordinary and wear an ordinary, inconspicuous dress to the dinner party.

She wanted others to see her charm, and even more so, she wanted to completely compare Sheng Mingzhu.

"Besides, Sheng Mingzhu is pregnant now, so it's not suitable for this kind of waist-tightening skirt," Sheng Yaohua looked up at the woman standing in front of her as if in a demonstration, "otherwise it will make her bloated belly even more ugly, and put The guests were terrified."

She spoke without considering anyone's feelings at all, and even the outsider Lan Jie who stood by was startled by her vicious words.

She looked at Sheng Mingzhu worriedly, and wanted to speak for her, but she didn't know how to do it properly.

Lan Jie thought that Sheng Mingzhu would be extremely annoyed when she heard these harsh words, but she didn't expect that the other party just sneered coldly, and then said slowly: "Since Miss Sheng likes this dress so much, I will give it to you." Well, I hope you can not only get the evening dress you want, but also the affection of the person you want."

As she spoke, she turned around and walked to another room where the dresses were placed, and left Sheng Yaohua with an ugly face there.

Looking at Sheng Yaohua's gloomy expression, Lan Jie could only hide her joy and politely said with a polite smile: "Then please Miss Sheng go to the dressing room over there to measure the size, and I will notify you to call someone after I am finished. Come get it."

After she finished speaking, she followed Sheng Mingzhu into the room over there, and gently closed the door, blocking Sheng Yaohua's life-threatening eyes.

"It really scared me to death." Lan Jie patted her chest and walked to Sheng Mingzhu's side, and then looked back for fear that the door was not closed tightly enough and the other party would hear, "I thought you two were going to move around here. Let’s start with each other, and every sentence is more ruthless than one sentence.”

Sheng Mingzhu flipped through the clothes hangers full of dresses like a normal person, as if the person who spoke harshly to Sheng Yaohua just now was not herself but someone else.