"A friend happened to be in Turin. They had a party held here. I thought I would go to pick you up later." Bo Zhiqiu spoke calmly.

Xu Qingcheng said oh, but didn't think much about it. Bo Zhifu has many friends, not only in the mall, but also in the childhood friend and classmates.

In any country, temporary gatherings may exist, and Xu Qingcheng knows this.

"Don't pick me up, just be busy with yours." Xu Qingcheng did not cause trouble for Bo Zhifu.

"No, I was just taking care of my family at the afternoon party, and I didn't want to be here alone." Bo Zhixu said directly.

Xu Qingcheng felt a little headache because Europeans were either casual or formal at the party. Bo Zhifu’s identity is here, so it is destined to be impossible to be casual.

Xu Qingcheng said: "I didn't prepare these clothes, so it's not good to go like this."

"I'll have someone give you a dress and let the makeup artist go there." Bo Zhifu was straightforward.

"You're ready?" Xu Qingcheng was stunned.

"Baby." Bo Zhiqian laughed, "It's no problem to have money. I promise that you will be familiar with the ones you like and are familiar with, is it okay?"

Xu Qingcheng said oh and nodded. Anyway, Xu Qingcheng really didn't need to consider this kind of thing himself.

The arrangement of thin and scattered buns is much better than that of yourself.

But Xu Qingcheng felt strange again, but she couldn't say what strange things came from.

Bo Zhifu's voice came quickly: "I really don't want me to go back and pick you up?"

"No, isn't there a driver? Just ask the driver to take me back then." Xu Qingcheng didn't make too much trouble.

"Okay." Bo Zhifu nodded, unexpectedly not persisting.

Xu Qingcheng quickly said, "Okay, go and do it quickly. I'll have a meal. When will the makeup artist arrive?"

"One half past." Bo Zhifu gave time.

"Okay." Xu Qingcheng nodded.

The two of them didn't say anything. Soon, Xu Qingcheng hung up the phone and lowered his head to eat seriously.

The makeup artist and stylist Bo Zhifu found appeared very soon at 1:30, and Xu Qingcheng had already finished his meal.

She looked at the two of them with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Hi, Qingcheng, long time no see." The makeup artist also greeted Xu Qingcheng.

They are not makeup artists from Ancheng, but they are indeed familiar with Xu Qingcheng. In the years since they collaborated with Chi Yan, Xu Qingcheng has also met many top makeup artists and stylists.

Now that they will appear here, Xu Qingcheng is not surprised. After all, Chi Yan should have told Bo Zhixue everything he could.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingcheng smiled silently, and then she looked at the wooden box in front of her.

"Clothes?" Xu Qingcheng asked curiously.

This box is too big and too heavy. Only extremely expensive haute couture dresses can be delivered in such boxes.

It’s just a party. Do you need to be so grand? Xu Qingcheng knew at once that this haute couture brand cannot be worn by ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingcheng was even more curious.

"Yes, it's your clothes." The stylist nodded, "Mr. Bo explained it personally."
Chapter completed!