Hearing these numbers, Song Hongyan's pretty face turned red, she kicked Ye Fan gently, and then she was about to turn around and leave.
She was so amnesia that she was not used to Ye Fan's ambiguousness.
"Swoosh!"
But at this moment, Ye Fan grabbed the woman, then turned around and ran to the workbench.
His slender fingers slid across more than a hundred pieces of fabric.
Suddenly, a red cloth left on his fingertips, and then he pulled it out with a thud to attract everyone's attention.
Before Jessica could react, Ye Fan picked up the sharp scissors.
He looked up at Song Hongyan, with a kind of radiance in his eyes.
At this moment, there was only Song Hongyan in his eyes, heart, and bones.
Then, Ye Fan thrust the sharp scissors on the fabric.
He didn't even measure it, so he opened the cut, fell the knife, started the mouth, and flowed through the flowing water.
Jessica and the others initially disagreed, and they even thought Ye Fan wasted his slap in the play.
But when they saw Ye Fan's movements, they all stiffened their eyes.
They found that Ye Fan's actions were not inferior to those of them, as if he had been a designer for decades.
And there is also an indescribable beauty.
Ye Fan's hands were like two butterflies, dancing flexibly, and various scissors were intertwined with the light red fabric.
Sometimes the fabric is cut with scissors, sometimes the size is measured with fingers, and sometimes the sewing machine is sewn, which is so smooth that it is unreasonable.
"How is this possible?"
Jessica and the others all stared wide.
If Ye Fan hadn't humbly asked them for advice on cutting five days ago, they would have thought Ye Fan was a hidden master.
Yuan Qingyi was also stunned: Young Master Ye can still make clothes?
"Click--"
Ye Fan ignored everyone's thoughts and just kept looking at Song Hongyan, as if he wanted to reflect her appearance into his vision.
That passion, that passion, that tenderness not only made Song Hongyan stay where she was, but also made Jessica and the others feel the strong love.
Only when there is Song Hongyan in his eyes and heart can Ye Fan not use any data to cut it.
Soon, Ye Fan cut the fabric smoothly and turned to a sewing machine for sewing.
The wedding dresses are repeated over and over again, with smooth curves and three-dimensionality gradually appearing.
This stunned Jessica and the others again.
I never thought that Ye Fan could not only cut, but also tailor.
Moreover, the tailor's technique combines the essence of Jessica and the twenty-four masters.
Whether it is a needle and a thread or a trace of the line, there are shadows of Jessica and the others, but Ye Fan takes them to the extreme.
These ideas in turn gave Jessica and the others a lot of enlightenment, invisibly bringing their pattern and realm a step further.
At this moment, Jessica and the others understood what genius was.
No one spoke, no one walked around, no one even helped, just watched Ye Fan perform quietly.
At this moment, he was a world master, and his every move involved the eyes of Jessica and others.
"Swoosh--"
I don’t know how long it took, but Ye Fan finally got to the last step, sewed the fabric, and sewed it with slender straps.
The straps are long and short, and when they are scattered, they are like flying flowers, and when they are combined, they are like peonies, as if they are full of the agility of life.
"Crash!"
When Ye Fan dropped his last needle and shook his wedding dress, a red wedding dress appeared in everyone's sight.
Completed in one go.
There are no fine diamonds, nor fluorescence, but it still reflects a luster under the light.
The luster is not dazzling, not dazzling, and not cold. On the contrary, it gives people a sense of heat and pride.
Jessica and the others looked excited, with a sensation.
This wedding dress, if you don’t wear it, you will feel a sense of sacredness and indescribableness.
Looking at it, I couldn't help but think that it was pure and noble, and it was unswerving until death.
The white wedding dress in his hand is really soulless compared to Ye Fan's wedding dress.
"Hongyan, do you like it?"
Ye Fan did not care about everyone's passionate gaze, and raised the red wedding dress and smiled at Song Hongyan.
Song Hongyan did not respond, but rushed over happily and hugged Ye Fan.
The pretty face was so heartless.
Obviously this wedding dress hit her heart.
"Don't be excited, go and have a look."
Ye Fan smiled gently: "I am just a half-barrel tailor, and I don't have many techniques and tailors."
"Jessica, I'm sorry, not offending you."
Ye Fan also apologized to Jessica and the others and said, "I'm showing off my skills."
Jessica smiled bitterly: "Mr. Ye is going to destroy us."
At this moment, Song Hongyan took the red wedding dress to the cloakroom to change it.
Several assistants followed and helped.
In less than ten minutes, Song Hongyan walked out in a red wedding dress.
The beauty is still the same beauty, but the temperament is completely different.
The wedding dress wraps around the graceful body, with a hint of hollowing under the neck, revealing the slender neck and the straight curved collarbone that is breathtaking.
A slender waist is not enough to hold it, and the long legs are white and straight.
Song Hongyan is now like a red peony, and her wedding dress perfectly highlights her own temperament.
Under the gathering of lights, the intoxicating light reflected on the skin is particularly attractive.
"call!"
Before Jessica and the others could speak, Song Hongyan turned around and her wedding skirt instantly dispersed.
The room is full of fragrance and endless red.
At this moment, the woman was like a beautiful peony, blooming quietly in the lonely flowers in the middle of the night.
Lightly red lips, sweeping the eyebrows, flying skirt, frowning and smiling...
A beautiful face appeared faintly in a red light.
However, Song Hongyan's eyes were like the rising sun in winter, full of vitality and bright redness.
The arrogance and charm revealed in this moment made everyone unable to help but hold their breath, and they could not describe her beauty in words.
That face, those pair of autumn-like eyes, and the red peony that keeps blooming occupy everyone's minds.
Jessica couldn't control herself, and she trembled slightly and shouted again: "Mr. Ye, what's its name?"
"unique!"
Ye Fan said softly: "A beautiful woman in the prosperous era."
A prosperous beauty?
Jessica and the others were amazed when they heard the name of this wedding dress.
Everyone looked at Song Hongyan with envy.
This is a happy and sweet woman.
"bite--"
At this moment, Ye Fan's cell phone vibrated.
He took it out casually and opened it.
Tang Ruoxue's video was connected.
A fair and haggard face appeared in front of Ye Fan.
Ye Fan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this. He didn't expect it to be Tang Ruoxue's video.
After the mute incident, he thought that this woman would never call him again.
He looked at Tang Ruoxue and hesitated and asked, "Ruoxue, what's the matter?"
"Tangmen Chen Yuanyuan..."
Tang Ruoxue stopped talking halfway through the talk.
Her eyes passed through the camera, jumped over Ye Fan's cheek, and looked at Song Hongyan, who was surrounded by stars.
The red wedding dress with a prosperous beauty hurt her eyes and her heart like a needle tip...