Those gossipy discussions made Dai Yuxiao, who was usually quiet, blush. She really saw that people's words are terrible. Good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles. The more things she doesn't want people to know, the more they spread on the streets.
The unbearable feeling of last night flooded into my mind again, ruthlessly tearing my calmed mind into pieces and strands.
Dai Yuxiao held back her tears and fled in embarrassment from the disdainful or interested gazes of the commentators. Even after sitting in the car, she still felt the needle-like sting on her back.
When he arrived at the door of the restaurant, Dai Shuanglin was already waiting there, and he was really bright and eye-catching.
Exquisite makeup with appropriate shades perfectly highlights the beautiful facial features, with flowing eyes and bright eyes, a small and tall nose, and fresh and lovely lips. Coupled with a beige dress, she looks dignified and elegant without losing her charm.
She really looks like a lady. Dai Yuxiao couldn't help but smack her lips, this sister is still very beautiful, she is really like a flower.
"Sister, you're here. I think Mr. Mu has entrusted you to invite me. I'd better wait for you to go in together." Dai Shuanglin took Dai Yuxiao's hand affectionately, which made Dai Yuxiao very uncomfortable. Dai Shuanglin's affection made her feel uncomfortable.
Her scalp was numb and numb, like many little bugs crawling around. When did this sister become so sensible? Dai Yuxiao wondered.
There was a huge flow of people at the entrance of Oudian Restaurant, and Dai Yuxiao calmed down. Well, it seemed that Mu Lengrui had not booked the entire restaurant, so her plan of circumvention was barely half successful.
The waiters at the Oudian Restaurant are all British and all speak English. Ordinary people really can't come here to dine. They must at least be highly educated. Naturally, the dishes in such a high-end restaurant are valuable and only those with high incomes can afford them.
ability to consume.
Suddenly Dai Yuxiao remembered that Dai Shuanglin's English was quite weak and he could only speak some simple vocabulary. No wonder he waited for her to go in with him so humbly. It would not be a good thing for this socialite to be embarrassed in front of everyone because of her poor English.
Just as Dai Yuxiao was about to enter the restaurant, a man in a suit and leather shoes came to greet him at the door: "Are you Miss Dai? My young master has been waiting for you for a long time." He glanced at Dai Shuanglin beside Dai Yuxiao and thought to himself, Mu
Didn't you say one person? Why are there two?
Dai Shuanglin rushed to answer: "Yes, yes, I'm sorry to keep Mu Shao waiting for so long." This answer was very suitable for the identity of a flower. Dai Yuxiao, the green leaf, remained silent at the right time and did not answer.
Most of the women in the restaurant are extremely gorgeous, with high buns, luxurious beauty, and exquisite makeup. Only Dai Yuxiao seems to be out of tune with the atmosphere here. So what, she doesn't like to impress people.
, and don’t like to follow the crowd, these are always as far away as the colorful clouds on the horizon.
Dai Yuxiao pushed Dai Shuanglin to the front, and she followed behind him silently. Dai Shuanglin saw that Dai Yuxiao, who was usually aloof and arrogant, was so humble today, thinking that this girl finally knew who was the real protagonist, and became even more arrogant and pretending to be elegant.
pacing in front, Dai Yuxiao followed obediently like a maid.
When the Dai sisters appeared in front of each other in contrasting postures, Mu Lengrui was still a little surprised, but he was not surprised by Dai Shuanglin's nobility and elegance. He had long been accustomed to this lady's usual posture, which was so ordinary that she blended in with him.
In the pile of makeup and powder, he has seen all kinds of pretense and pretense, and he has long been deeply numb to it.
When Dai Yuxiao, wearing a white cotton dress, appeared in his sight, his cold heart palpitated, just like the early spring breeze stirring the first hibernating nerves.