Rebirth of a wealthy family in exchange for a husband

When I opened the webpage of the Paris fashion show, I saw many pictures of clothes. Fang Yuanyuan looked at them carefully and selected them.

But none of them made her want to. These clothes were too simple and elegant, and they didn't suit her well.

Knowing that she saw a bright red dress, her eyes lit up and she wanted to buy it immediately.

That red dress was the same as all the clothes Fang Yuanyuan saw earlier, simple cut, but different from other clothes.

The higher waist design can instantly elongate the length of the legs, and visually create the effect of being higher than the actual height.

The hem of the skirt is scattered with a few flowers embroidered with gold thread, and the hem of the skirt moves slightly as you walk, as if you are in a sea of ​​flowers all over the sky.

What Fang Yuanyuan likes the most is the bright red color, which is full of enthusiasm and shows youth. She seems to have seen the scene when she puts on this skirt.

"Sister-in-law Liu, I found it, I found the clothes I wanted," Fang Yuanyuan said excitedly to Sister-in-law Liu who was packing the clothes over there.

"Okay, it's good if you find it. If you find Miss, don't you need to be impatient?" Aunt Liu felt sorry for Fang Yuanyuan.

Such a big home is empty every day. In the past month, only this girl is here. It is said that it is a home, but it doesn't even look like a home.

For the rest of the family, this place should be more like a hotel, coming and going in a hurry, never staying.

"Well, I will ask my brother to buy it for me tomorrow. By the way, I want to see which designer designed it, so as not to buy the wrong one."

Now that the matter was settled, Fang Yuanyuan was in a good mood, and treated Sister Liu even better, so she started chatting with Sister Liu unconsciously.

"Sister-in-law Liu, do you know a designer named Wen Sulan? Why have I never heard of it?"

After finding out the name of the designer and realizing that it was one she had never heard of before, Fang Yuanyuan casually asked Mrs. Liu.

Maybe it's a not-so-famous designer, maybe it's because of good luck this time, the clothes he designed were liked, and that's why he appeared here.

If she knew Fang Yuanyuan's thoughts at this time, she didn't know what she would think or say.

"Miss, I'm just a rough person, what kind of designer, I don't know"

Aunt Liu said in embarrassment that she was just a person living at the bottom of society, how could she know about those designers.

For her, those are too far away and too unreal, and they are existences that she can't touch in her whole life. Ask her how she might know these things.

"I was so happy and stupid. How could I ask Mrs. Liu? Someone like you must not know this. How could I ask you?"

Fang Yuanyuan also came to her senses, she was a little speechless about her behavior, and said the most hurtful words in her mouth unconsciously.

She didn't see Mrs. Liu's face that suddenly turned pale, nor did she see the hurt and sadness in Mrs. Liu's eyes honed over the years of calling the police.

"The matter is finally settled. By the way, Aunt Liu, is Shen Xinyue there?"

Fang Yuanyuan thought of another thing, turned her head to look at Aunt Liu, saw that she was still packing her clothes, and asked her directly.

"Yes, miss, I saw her just now, do you need me to call her?" Mrs. Liu replied in her usual tone.

Fang Yuanyuan didn't notice the change in Mrs. Liu's tone. There was no pampering in that tone, but only the servant's respect for the master.

"Okay, then Sister Liu, please call her for me, just say that I have something to ask her, and let her come to my room."

"Okay, miss, I'll go out if there's nothing else to do." Aunt Liu bent down and said respectfully.

"It's nothing, you can call Shen Xinyue"

Fang Yuanyuan waved her hand and said.