"I'm sorry, Miss, this... because the dress you want to customize is specially made by an Italian designer for the engagement of Mr. Leng and Miss Hua. We are really..."
"So, not everyone of you can meet your requirements?" Ding Rou looked at the waiter with a troubled expression and flashed a sneer.
The hesitating waiter's face suddenly showed an expression that she had solved the problem. She looked around Ding Rou, looked behind her, and greeted almost overjoyed, "Mr. Leng, Miss Hua!"
Holding her breath, Ding Rou turned around slowly. She shouldn't feel cowardly, because...she seemed to have "changed" another face now.
The inseparable couple behind her were indeed more dazzling in real life than in the album. Her eyes were focused on Leng Zhiqing. His tall and slender body was still tall and straight, and there was no strange expression of sadness at all.
Hua Xue, on the other hand, held his arm affectionately, almost hurting her eyes.
He was still as calm and sharp as he remembered, and she was a little more delicate and charming than before.
Maybe it's because she waited for something she couldn't wait for?
Ding Rou focused her eyes, pretending not to care, and casually walked to other cabinets. She picked up a piece of fabric and tried her best to show that she was considering it carefully. In her ears, she heard the waiter explaining her previous story to Leng Zhiqing and Hua Xue.
Require.
She wanted to know their reactions and believed that Leng Zhiqing would never let her woman suffer.
Just as she was thinking about it, Leng Zhiqing had already walked towards her. He walked up to her in a few steps and his usual cold voice sounded, "Miss, I'm sorry. I hope my fiancée can wear a unique dress in the world."
Attending the engagement ceremony, I hope that the lady will bear the pain and not order this model for the time being." His attitude was just right, his tone was neither painful nor itchy, but it also had a slightly frightening meaning.
Ding Rou tried her best to take a deep breath before suddenly turning her eyes to look at him. Although she knew that he could not recognize her current face, she still tried her best to hide her inner uneasiness, "Mr. Leng, if
Do I insist?"
How had he promised himself? But now, like an ordinary man, with the best medicine of time, the so-called wound has been healed.
But he must not know how she spent these days. Thinking about it, Ding Rou's calm eyes gradually deepened a little.
"Excuse me, Miss...what's your surname?" Leng Zhiqing suddenly spoke. He was absent-minded for a moment. Although he avoided easily revealing his emotions to strangers, he still felt inexplicably flustered when he saw the woman in front of him.
The woman in front of him was very beautiful. He had seen too many touching women to have such a special feeling. The only thing that was unusual...perhaps, was her temperament. This temperament tore apart his efforts almost instantly.
The pain that I want to forget.
"My surname is An, and my Chinese and English names are both Annie." Ding Rou said the self-introduction she had practiced many times, with a calm smile on her face, "Mr. Leng, are you considering agreeing...or rejecting?"
"Looking at him, she still felt extremely distressed.
The coldness suddenly became clear.
It turns out that her surname is An...
Oh, it was originally a joke. She obviously couldn't be Ding Rou. It was as if he was possessed by a demon again. Whenever he met a woman with a slightly cold air, her ghost would flash before his eyes.
With a wry smile, he raised his hand, summoned the waiter generously, and ordered in front of Ding Rou, "Give that long skirt to this Miss An."
The waiter was obviously a little surprised, "But that skirt is...it's Miss Hua..."
"It doesn't matter," Hua Xue followed him step by step, and when he raised his eyes, he made eye contact with Leng Zhiqing as if he had a tacit understanding. "I support the decision made by Brother Qing. I will give the skirt to this lady, and I can choose again."
Ding Rou had the opportunity to face Hua Xue directly. She watched helplessly as the two people in front of her held hands together again. Hua Xue was more beautiful than when she had seen her in a hurry.
The closeness around Zhiqing is evident.
Looking at it, I felt heartache again. I thought that I could really feel nothing as expected, but this was not the case.
"Miss, we both like the same style, we are really destined!" Hua Xue extended her hand generously and faced Ding Rou with a smile.
Ding Rou also gently squeezed her hand without any flaws, nodded, and said calmly, "Nice to meet you, you are more beautiful than in the photo."
"Really?" Hua Xue couldn't help laughing. She glanced at Leng Zhiqing, who was a little distracted, and hurriedly leaned over to Ding Rou, "We have other things to do, excuse me."
Watching the two people walk away, Ding Rou immediately suppressed her smile and looked at the electronic sensor in her handbag. Unexpectedly, the bug was placed so smoothly.
"Miss An, please come with me and take your measurements. The skirt is expected to be customized in half a month." The waiter interrupted her thoughts.
Ding Rou gave her a cold look. Although she followed her to take measurements, it was obvious that her mind was not here at all.
It turned out that he really couldn't recognize her. He just changed her face a little, but he really couldn't remember it at all, and he didn't feel anything... There was a tightness in his chest.
Ding Rou mechanically raised her arms and let the waiter measure various sizes for herself.
She didn't know how she walked out of the store. Leaving behind Leng Zhiqing and Hua Xue who were still picking out other accessories, Ding Rou quickly walked up the escalator and blended herself into the crowd of people shopping.
Everything went smoothly, but my heart was not as calm as it was at the beginning.
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"Have you written down everything she likes and every request?" Leng Zhiqing's tone was full of scrutiny.
"I've written it down, please don't worry, Mr. Leng," the waiter said with a bright smile, "You really love Miss Hua, which makes us so envious! ...Today that lady has to take away Miss Hua's skirt. I'm really sorry, but I hope
Our service will still satisfy you!”
Such a generous man, as long as his fiancée tells her the truth, is rare in the world.
Hua Xue peeked at Leng Zhiqing's expression and knew that he was a little tired, so she couldn't help but perfunctory the waiter and continued to hold his arm out of the store.
The two people were alone in the carriage, and their true relationship gradually revealed.
Leng Zhiqing's body and mind were completely frozen, with a stern face and a formidable gaze that showed no emotion from any angle. As for Hua Xue, there was a touch of sadness between her brows.
"Brother Qing, I..." She poured out a few words, what she wanted to say.
"I promised you that I will do it." Leng Zhiqing didn't wait for her to finish, "But I can't control my heart. It left with others and I can't let it come back."