292. Chapter 291 The coquettish man is too narcissistic
Xia Ziluo looked a little dazzled and subconsciously looked away from his face. Then her eyes fell on him and found that the clothes he was wearing today were very elegant, and the fabric looked like...
"Is this Persian fabric?" Xia Ziluo suddenly remembered the dozens of pieces of fabric Xia Qingtian gave her, one of which had a very similar texture and pattern to his clothes.
Ye Muran didn't expect her to see Hu Lai at a glance, and was slightly surprised. But in a flash, he thought that the last time the navigation rights were controlled by Xia Qingtian's staff, it was not surprising that he got Persian things.
Even he only bought it from Xia Qingtian through connections.
"That's right, it was brought back from Persia not long ago." Ye Mu slowly opened his arms and let Xia Ziluo look at him openly, "How is it? It's not bad, isn't it? Are there any special jade trees in the wind?"
I have seen narcissistic people, but I have never seen such narcissistic people!
Xia Ziluo almost vomited: "It would be better to change to another model." In fact, he is qualified to be a clothes hanger. His body proportions are perfect, his face is very handsome, and most importantly, his temperament is extraordinary.
It's just that there is a better existence in her heart.
That man was not only the most beautiful man in the world, but also the No. 1 in her heart.
"Model..." Although she couldn't hear what she said, and she didn't understand what it meant. But Ye Muran understood what Xia Ziluo wanted to express, which was that he was not as good as the person in her heart.
Murong Xitian.
In her heart, she still cared more about Murong Xitian.
My heart suddenly felt like it had been hit by a hidden weapon, and it hurt like it was torn apart.
"It's nothing!" Xia Ziluo mistakenly thought that Ye Muran was staring at him because of the English word doubt, and hurriedly covered it up with a guilty conscience, "Let's go, I didn't mean to go to Lancai Cloth Village, let's go now."
"...Okay." Ye Muran stopped talking and got on the carriage first.
This time, he did not let Xia Ziluo get into the carriage. After getting into the carriage, the carriage headed towards Lancai Cloth Store.
Xia Ziluo nudged Ju Qing with his elbow: "You didn't think he was acting weird today, like he was a different person?"
"No matter how strong a person is, he will still be heartbroken." Ju Qing shook her head helplessly and sighed. How could Xia Ziluo, a person who is relatively slow to respond to emotions, detect Ye Muran's thoughts.
Should she remind Ye Muran that it would be better to show her love in another way?
"It's okay, why are you sad? It's not Lin Daiyu. A grown man is still sentimental." Xia Ziluo curled up his lips and jumped on the carriage disapprovingly.
Ju Qing also got on the bus and went to Lancai Cloth Shop.
Mrs. Lan Er was already waiting. Xia Ziluo chatted briefly with her and started inspecting the goods.
The fabrics were all woven according to Xia Ziluo's requirements. Although the results were slightly different from Xia Ziluo's expectations, she was very satisfied with being able to weave almost the same cloth for the first time.
Not only did he inspect the goods, Xia Ziluo also placed an additional three times the order.
However, she also made a request, pointing out the shortcomings this time and hoping to improve next time. Mrs. Lan Er was also a happy person, and accepted the suggestions generously, and then sent them away.
It was already past noon when Xia Ziluo returned to the shop with the cloth.
The sun tilted slightly down from the sky, and the sunlight shining on the ground shone warmly on people.
"Wow, I'm so thirsty." Xia Ziluo rushed into the shop and asked the shopkeeper for tea.
Xia Ziluo looked a little dazzled and subconsciously looked away from his face. Then her eyes fell on him and found that the clothes he was wearing today were very elegant, and the fabric looked like...
"Is this Persian fabric?" Xia Ziluo suddenly remembered the dozens of pieces of fabric Xia Qingtian gave her, one of which had a very similar texture and pattern to his clothes.
Ye Muran didn't expect her to see Hu Lai at a glance, and was slightly surprised. But in a flash, he thought that the last time the navigation rights were controlled by Xia Qingtian's staff, it was not surprising that he got Persian things.
Even he only bought it from Xia Qingtian through connections.
"That's right, it was brought back from Persia not long ago." Ye Mu slowly opened his arms and let Xia Ziluo look at him openly, "How is it? It's not bad, isn't it? Are there any special jade trees in the wind?"
I have seen narcissistic people, but I have never seen such narcissistic people!
Xia Ziluo almost vomited: "It would be better to change to another model." In fact, he is qualified to be a clothes hanger. His body proportions are perfect, his face is very handsome, and most importantly, his temperament is extraordinary.
It's just that there is a better existence in her heart.
That man was not only the most beautiful man in the world, but also the No. 1 in her heart.
"Model..." Although she couldn't hear what she said, and she didn't understand what it meant. But Ye Muran understood what Xia Ziluo wanted to express, which was that he was not as good as the person in her heart.
Murong Xitian.
In her heart, she still cared more about Murong Xitian.
My heart suddenly felt like it had been hit by a hidden weapon, and it hurt like it was torn apart.
"It's nothing!" Xia Ziluo mistakenly thought that Ye Muran was staring at him because of the English word doubt, and hurriedly covered it up with a guilty conscience, "Let's go, I didn't mean to go to Lancai Cloth Village, let's go now."
"...Okay." Ye Muran stopped talking and got on the carriage first.
This time, he did not let Xia Ziluo get into the carriage. After getting into the carriage, the carriage headed towards Lancai Cloth Store.
Xia Ziluo nudged Ju Qing with his elbow: "You didn't think he was acting weird today, like he was a different person?"
"No matter how strong a person is, he will still be heartbroken." Ju Qing shook her head helplessly and sighed. How could Xia Ziluo, a person who is relatively slow to respond to emotions, detect Ye Muran's thoughts.
Should she remind Ye Muran that it would be better to show her love in another way?
"It's okay, why are you sad? It's not Lin Daiyu. A grown man is still sentimental." Xia Ziluo curled up his lips and jumped on the carriage disapprovingly.
Ju Qing also got on the bus and went to Lancai Cloth Shop.
Mrs. Lan Er was already waiting. Xia Ziluo chatted briefly with her and started inspecting the goods.
The fabrics were all woven according to Xia Ziluo's requirements. Although the results were slightly different from Xia Ziluo's expectations, she was very satisfied with being able to weave almost the same cloth for the first time.
Not only did he inspect the goods, Xia Ziluo also placed an additional three times the order.
However, she also made a request, pointing out the shortcomings this time and hoping to improve next time. Mrs. Lan Er was also a happy person, and accepted the suggestions generously, and then sent them away.
It was already past noon when Xia Ziluo returned to the shop with the cloth.
The sun tilted slightly down from the sky, and the sunlight shining on the ground shone warmly on people.
"Wow, I'm so thirsty." Xia Ziluo rushed into the shop and asked the shopkeeper for tea.
The shopkeeper is a good judge of people. He had already made the tea when the carriage stopped. Xia Ziluo had already brought the tea up as soon as he complained of thirst: "Master, this is the spring tea that just came down. It tastes very sweet."
." Xia Ziluo looked a little dazzled and subconsciously looked away from his face. Then his eyes fell on him and found that the clothes he was wearing today were very elegant, and the fabric looked like...
"Is this Persian fabric?" Xia Ziluo suddenly remembered the dozens of pieces of fabric Xia Qingtian gave her, one of which had a very similar texture and pattern to his clothes.
Ye Muran didn't expect her to see Hu Lai at a glance, and was slightly surprised. But in a flash, he thought that the last time the navigation rights were controlled by Xia Qingtian's staff, it was not surprising that he got Persian things.
Even he only bought it from Xia Qingtian through connections.
"That's right, it was brought back from Persia not long ago." Ye Mu slowly opened his arms and let Xia Ziluo look at him openly, "How is it? It's not bad, isn't it? Are there any special jade trees in the wind?"
I have seen narcissistic people, but I have never seen such narcissistic people!
Xia Ziluo almost vomited: "It would be better to change to another model." In fact, he is qualified to be a clothes hanger. His body proportions are perfect, his face is very handsome, and most importantly, his temperament is extraordinary.
It's just that there is a better existence in her heart.
That man was not only the most beautiful man in the world, but also the No. 1 in her heart.
"Model..." Although she couldn't hear what she said, and she didn't understand what it meant. But Ye Muran understood what Xia Ziluo wanted to express, which was that he was not as good as the person in her heart.
Murong Xitian.
In her heart, she still cared more about Murong Xitian.
My heart suddenly felt like it had been hit by a hidden weapon, and it hurt like it was torn apart.
"It's nothing!" Xia Ziluo mistakenly thought that Ye Muran was staring at him because of the English word doubt, and hurriedly covered it up with a guilty conscience, "Let's go, I didn't mean to go to Lancai Cloth Village, let's go now."
"...Okay." Ye Muran stopped talking and got on the carriage first.
This time, he did not let Xia Ziluo get into the carriage. After getting into the carriage, the carriage headed towards Lancai Cloth Store.
Xia Ziluo nudged Ju Qing with his elbow: "You didn't think he was acting weird today, like he was a different person?"
"No matter how strong a person is, he will still be heartbroken." Ju Qing shook her head helplessly and sighed. How could Xia Ziluo, a person who is relatively slow to respond to emotions, detect Ye Muran's thoughts.
Should she remind Ye Muran that it would be better to show her love in another way?
"It's okay, why are you sad? It's not Lin Daiyu. A grown man is still sentimental." Xia Ziluo curled up his lips and jumped on the carriage disapprovingly.
Ju Qing also got on the bus and went to Lancai Cloth Shop.
Mrs. Lan Er was already waiting. Xia Ziluo chatted briefly with her and started inspecting the goods.
The fabrics were all woven according to Xia Ziluo's requirements. Although the results were slightly different from Xia Ziluo's expectations, she was very satisfied with being able to weave almost the same cloth for the first time.
Not only did he inspect the goods, Xia Ziluo also placed an additional three times the order.
However, she also made a request, pointing out the shortcomings this time and hoping to improve next time. Mrs. Lan Er was also a happy person, and accepted the suggestions generously, and then sent them away.
It was already past noon when Xia Ziluo returned to the shop with the cloth.
The sun tilted slightly down from the sky, and the sunlight shining on the ground shone warmly on people.
"Wow, I'm so thirsty." Xia Ziluo rushed into the shop and asked the shopkeeper for tea.
Xia Ziluo looked a little dazzled and subconsciously looked away from his face. Then her eyes fell on him and found that the clothes he was wearing today were very elegant, and the fabric looked like...
"Is this Persian fabric?" Xia Ziluo suddenly remembered the dozens of pieces of fabric Xia Qingtian gave her, one of which had a very similar texture and pattern to his clothes.
Ye Muran didn't expect her to see Hu Lai at a glance, and was slightly surprised. But in a flash, he thought that the last time the navigation rights were controlled by Xia Qingtian's staff, it was not surprising that he got Persian things.
Even he only bought it from Xia Qingtian through connections.
"That's right, it was brought back from Persia not long ago." Ye Mu slowly opened his arms and let Xia Ziluo look at him openly, "How is it? It's not bad, isn't it? Are there any special jade trees in the wind?"
I have seen narcissistic people, but I have never seen such narcissistic people!
Xia Ziluo almost vomited: "It would be better to change to another model." In fact, he is qualified to be a clothes hanger. His body proportions are perfect, his face is very handsome, and most importantly, his temperament is extraordinary.
It's just that there is a better existence in her heart.
That man was not only the most beautiful man in the world, but also the No. 1 in her heart.
"Model..." Although she couldn't hear what she said, and she didn't understand what it meant. But Ye Muran understood what Xia Ziluo wanted to express, which was that he was not as good as the person in her heart.
Murong Xitian.
In her heart, she still cared more about Murong Xitian.
My heart suddenly felt like it had been hit by a hidden weapon, and it hurt like it was torn apart.
"It's nothing!" Xia Ziluo mistakenly thought that Ye Muran was staring at him because of the English word doubt, and hurriedly covered it up with a guilty conscience, "Let's go, I didn't mean to go to Lancai Cloth Village, let's go now."
"...Okay." Ye Muran stopped talking and got on the carriage first.
This time, he did not let Xia Ziluo get into the carriage. After getting into the carriage, the carriage headed towards Lancai Cloth Store.
Xia Ziluo nudged Ju Qing with his elbow: "You didn't think he was acting weird today, like he was a different person?"
"No matter how strong a person is, he will still be heartbroken." Ju Qing shook her head helplessly and sighed. How could Xia Ziluo, a person who is relatively slow to respond to emotions, detect Ye Muran's thoughts.
Should she remind Ye Muran that it would be better to show her love in another way?
"It's okay, why are you sad? It's not Lin Daiyu. A grown man is still sentimental." Xia Ziluo curled up his lips and jumped on the carriage disapprovingly.
Ju Qing also got on the bus and went to Lancai Cloth Shop.
Mrs. Lan Er was already waiting. Xia Ziluo chatted briefly with her and started inspecting the goods.
The fabrics were all woven according to Xia Ziluo's requirements. Although the results were slightly different from Xia Ziluo's expectations, she was very satisfied with being able to weave almost the same cloth for the first time.
Not only did he inspect the goods, Xia Ziluo also placed an additional three times the order.
However, she also made a request, pointing out the shortcomings this time and hoping to improve next time. Mrs. Lan Er was also a happy person, and accepted the suggestions generously, and then sent them away.
It was already past noon when Xia Ziluo returned to the shop with the cloth.
The sun tilted slightly down from the sky, and the sunlight shining on the ground shone warmly on people.
"Wow, I'm so thirsty." Xia Ziluo rushed into the shop and asked the shopkeeper for tea.
The shopkeeper is a good judge of people. He had already made the tea when the carriage stopped. Xia Ziluo had already brought the tea up as soon as he complained of thirst: "Master, this is the spring tea that just came down. It tastes very sweet."
