Meng Kui was so angry. It turned out to be Ye Xin's fault. She had already planned it?!
Knowing that she is short, she can't handle Meng Kui's long skirt...
Two more servants walked into the lounge and urged: "Miss Meng, you are the protagonist tonight. Come on out quickly. The young masters are all waiting."
Are you all waiting for... her?!
Mengkui frowned and walked out as her shoulders were being pushed by the servant.
"Wait a minute, I don't have any shoes to wear... Whose shoes can you lend me?"
Servants' shoes are all uniform flat leather shoes, which are convenient for working and walking.
"I'm wearing size 36, please, can anyone lend it to me..."
A servant took off his shoes and handed them to her. Mengkui thanked her: "Thank you, thank you!"
But wearing flat shoes, she is still very short...
The long skirt is based on Ye Xin's height and reaches her ankles. When worn on Meng Kui, it just stretches out a few centimeters.
Walking is very inconvenient.
But at this time, I don’t care about that much anymore.
…
The hall was brightly lit, with several men standing in a corner holding wine glasses. Except for Leng Lintian, who was sitting in a wheelchair and chatting and laughing naturally, Ji Ziang and Ximen Longting were both very hostile.
Ji Ziang was unhappy because Wen Xinnuan came to Mu Xicheng to take a photo with him and was extremely happy.
Ximen Longting was unhappy. Naturally, Mu Xicheng and Leng Lintian were the same type of evildoers...
I also found out that he was Leng Lintian's cousin, and I hated him so much! I felt even more unhappy.
Jian Chenche put out the cigarette butt. He didn't have any feelings for Mu Xicheng, and his whole person was indifferent.
Ye Xin felt very discouraged. She was dressed so beautifully, but Jian Chenche didn't even look at her.
Seeing Mu Xicheng, Ye Xin was eager to have a chat with him...
But Ximen Longting was here, so she didn't dare to make any mistakes.
Bang--
The double doors of the lounge were opened, and everyone in the hall looked over.
Mengkui walked out surrounded by several servants. When she went down the stairs, she stepped on her skirt as soon as she raised her foot, so she had to lift it up.
So many eyes were on her, and she was a little nervous, so nervous that she sweated.
Don't fall down, otherwise it will look ugly.
Afraid of what might happen, Mengkui actually fell to the ground when she got nervous.
Moreover, the range of movement was too large, and she felt that the belt around her neck made a popping sound.
It’s over…
Mengkui couldn't care less about her upper body than her lower body. She must have been covering her clothes to prevent them from being exposed!
Ye Xin's clothes were already loose to her, and were held up by the neck strap. It was no exaggeration to say that the whole skirt would fall down once it was broken.
"Miss Meng."
The two servants had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed Mengkui's arm, but she still fell to the ground, sitting awkwardly with her arms crossed.
Such a bad appearance... was laughed at by everyone.
A smile appeared at the corner of Mu Xicheng's lips, he put the wine glass on the table and strode forward.
Taking off the leather jacket, he bent slightly and put the clothes on her body...
His movements were natural and skillful, as if he had done this many times before, revealing the style of a gentleman.
Mengkui immediately grabbed his clothes and raised his head sheepishly: "Thank you... thank you."
"My name is Mu Xicheng."
"..."
"IAN, Mu Xicheng." He repeated, "You won't forget me, right?"
Mengkui looked up at him blankly, and his cherry blossom-like lips curled up into a smile: "When we were in Paris, France, the fountain pool. Remember it?"