The Little Fairy Wife Dressed As a Villain

After making the phone call, Shi Na felt a little better, but she still ignored Wen Yu and went straight to a clothing design studio called Dream next door.

The front desk receptionist of Dream invited the two to the VIP reception room with a smile on their faces, and served them snacks and drinks courteously.

Soon, Xiao Hua, a female employee in the design room, brought in the dress that Shi Na had customized.

Miss Shi, I kept you waiting.

Shi Na was already in a bad mood, but when she saw that the person receiving her was just an ordinary designer, she immediately lost her temper.

I ordered this skirt from your boss. You paid me more than a hundred thousand and now you are an ordinary working girl to deal with me? Do you look down on me, the second lady of the Shi family?

The Dream design studio was established less than a month ago, Shi Na is not only the first batch of customers of Dream, but also a VIP class, Qin Mengshu has repeatedly confessed that she must not be lazy, otherwise, everyone in the studio will have their bonuses deducted, not to mention the people involved. Immediate dismissal without mercy.

Seeing Shi Na getting angry, the female staff member Xiaohua almost cried out of fear, and explained with a flushed face in panic, I'm sorry, Miss Shi, Director Qin broke his leg and couldn't even walk, and he is recuperating at home now.

Hearing that Qin Mengshu broke her leg, Shi Na stared at the female staff suspiciously: When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me in advance? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't be here today.

The female staff member hurriedly said: It's true, even if I have a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to lie to you, Miss Shi, you are our VIP guest at Dream, if it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't walk, Director Qin would definitely receive you in person.

But don't worry, your gown was designed and supervised by Director Qin himself.

After hearing this explanation, Shi Na's complexion improved a lot.

She got up and walked in front of the female staff, shook off the dress that the female staff Xiaohua was holding carefully in her arms, and looked at it, her eyes lit up immediately, but her tone was neither salty nor weak.

It's okay, I'll try it on.

Okay, Miss Shi, please follow me to the dressing room.

The female staff Xiaohua respectfully led Shi Na to the dressing room.

Xiao Yan, another female employee who came in with her, stayed in the VIP room, chatting with Wen Yu to relieve boredom.

Miss Wen has a really nice figure. The Prada limited new dress you are wearing this summer shows your figure perfectly.

After all, it is a high-end clothing design, and it is the most basic professional accomplishment to be familiar with the new season's new products of cutting-edge luxury clothing brands.

Seeing that the other party knew the goods, Wen Yu showed a gentle and generous smile, Thank you.

Xiao Yan was elated, and continued to chat flatteringly: This dress has only been issued in the Italian headquarters, and the price is high, and it needs to be booked in advance.

I heard from a friend before that there is a top-notch female star who wants to book, but the VIP level is not enough, so I can only stare blankly. Ms. Wen is really amazing, you can buy such a hard-to-buy dress, so amazing.

Wen Yu smiled slightly, but before she had time to say anything, Song Feifei's panting voice suddenly came from the door.

What's so great? Ah, I'm exhausted!

Song Feifei sat across from Wen Yu, saw the lemonade in front of Wen Yu, who had obviously never drunk it, took it and drank half of it in one go.

Phew, it's comfortable.

After finishing speaking, she took the half glass of lemonade and said to Wen Yu, Sister Wen, give me this glass of water, and I'll ask them to pour it for you again.

Wen Yu smiled indifferently, It's okay, you can drink, I'm not thirsty.

Hearing what she said, Song Feifei drank up the lemonade in the glass, then turned to the female staff and said, Give me a cup of milk tea, do you have any pearls?

The female staff Xiao Yan shook her head in embarrassment, Sorry, we don't have milk tea here, only coffee juice, milk, and lemonade.

Song Feifei immediately said with disappointment on her face: Then give me a glass of juice, ah, what kind of juice are they? Freshly squeezed?

Yes, they are all freshly squeezed.

The female employee Xiao Yan reported four or five types of juice, and Song Feifei waved her hand, Give me a cup of all of them.

After the female employee Xiao Yan left, Song Feifei picked up the tiramisu on the table and was about to eat it. She caught Wen Yu's gaze and said in a daze, Sister Wen, do you want to eat? I'll give you half of it?

Wen Yu shook her head slightly, Eat it, I don't like too sweet.

Song Feifei stopped being polite when she heard the words, she lowered her head and started to eat voraciously, explaining as she ate, When I received a call from my sister, I rushed over before I even had time to eat breakfast, and I ran all the way here. I have never passed an exam so fast, and I was tired, thirsty and hungry.

By the way, what were you talking about just now, what is so amazing?

While talking, Song Feifei had already finished tiramisu.

Wen Yu asked her considerately: Are you full? If you're not full, I'll ask them to bring some more.

Song Feifei immediately put the question she just asked behind her, Hey, okay.

It happened that the female staff member Xiao Yan brought Wen Yu's lemonade, Wen Yu smiled and thanked, Please bring some more desserts.

Okay, Miss Wen.

The female staff quickly brought four or five desserts of various varieties, as well as a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

Seeing Song Feifei concentrate on eating dessert, Wen Yu heaved a sigh of relief.

But she underestimated Song Feifei's curiosity. After eating for a while, Song Feifei continued to ask questions she hadn't answered just now.

What were you talking about just now?

Just as Wen Yu was about to perfunctory, the female staff member who was chatting with Wen Yu rushed to speak, We're talking about the dress Miss Wen is wearing.

Song Feifei's eyes immediately fell on Wen Yu. She didn't feel anything about Wen Yu's loss of weight. She worked in an entertainment company, and there were many female artists in the company who were thinner than Wen Yu.

Accustomed to seeing beautiful women, Song Feifei's eyes were quite poisonous, and she could tell at a glance that this color was not suitable for Wen Yu.

She kindly (heartlessly) suggested: Your skin is dark, so you are suitable for wearing cool colors. This kind of bright clothes will only make you darker.

Hearing this, Wen Yu's face darkened two shades in an instant.

However, Song Feifei was still saying, And you have lost too much weight. You are thin, but you don't have the beauty of lines. Wearing this kind of slim skirt looks dry.

Wen Yu was so angry that she clenched her fists tightly, relying on the sharp pain caused by her nails piercing her palm to suppress her anger.

She had already used liquid foundation to whiten her skin, but she still said she was dark, and everyone was a slut!

Actually, this Prada limited-edition dress for this summer is a neutral color, not a bright color. It is elegant and stable, which is very suitable for Ms. Wen's identity.

Song Feifei didn't dare to talk nonsense when the female staff introduced that it was Prada or a limited edition.

If it were her, she would be willing to wear it even if she became ugly. This is no longer a question of beauty and ugliness, but a symbol of identity and status.

After the female staff member Xiao Yan finished speaking, she went to look at Wen Yu. She thought that the other party would be satisfied and happy, but she didn't want the other party to seem even more angry, so she didn't dare to say anything more.

For a while, the reception room was quiet, and the atmosphere was stiff.

After realizing that she had said something wrong, Song Feifei tried to ease the atmosphere, and asked flatteringly, Sister Wen, how much did you pay for this dress?

Before Wen Yu could speak, the door of the dressing room next to her was suddenly pushed open.

Shi Na, who was wearing a black one-shoulder mermaid skirt, came out of it, just in time to hear Song Feifei's question, and her expression turned ugly again.

She wouldn't even want such an ugly skirt if it was given to her, and Wen Yu, a country bumpkin, would consider it a treasure.

Shi Na, who was worried about Wen Yu's rejection before, immediately mocked: The style and material of the skirt on her body are very ordinary. The styles that were popular in the past few years are not more than 3,000 at most.

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