Crazy criticism of the heroine as a god in the spirit world

Chapter 49 Purple Light Mirror
As soon as he went out, he saw another group of people in suits and leather shoes standing outside the door.

The man at the front stood upright, holding a box in his hand, looking a bit like a hairdresser.

Standing behind him were two well-dressed beauties, all smiling at me.

What is this for?
"Miss Hai, right? We were entrusted by Mr. Fan to do styling for you. There is a charity dinner tonight, and many celebrities from the media in this city will attend, so..."

"WHAT?" I was about to swear, but there were indeed too many people, so bear with it.

"Miss Hai, please follow us to the hotel, we will serve you wholeheartedly!"

"I'm not going..." I pulled Zhang Yi angrily and prepared to go back.

"Miss Hai, Miss Hai..." Seeing that I was about to leave, the hairdressing man stopped me.

"Miss Hai, please don't make it difficult for us. If you don't want to go to the hotel, we can go to your house!"

A big man actually acted like a woman and looked at me eagerly.

Both Zhang Yi and Xiong Xin shook their heads helplessly. Zhang Yi said with a smile on his face: "It seems that you can't escape today. I can't help you either! You just go and see it!"

I glared at him angrily: "Go to hell if you like!"

"I still want to go, but I wasn't invited!" Zhang Yi and Xiong Xin looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

"Hmph, you guys can also see my jokes!"

"Go, go, just go and play!" Xiong Xin finally held back a sentence in order to ease the atmosphere.

"I don't have a dress! . . . " I muttered.

"Miss Hai, Mr. Fan has chosen a few pieces for you, but I don't know which one suits you better, so we brought them here."

After washing, cutting and blowing, the two beauties immediately stepped forward and shook the large bags in their hands in front of me.

Uh……

"Wow, the clothes are all selected. No, don't you have a lot in your closet!

She lied to you, she has a lot of nice clothes..."

Zhang Yi explained to the two beauties with a smirk on his face.

"Just shut up!" I threw two lumps at him, and I became honest instantly.

The two beauties pursed their lips and smiled, "Isn't this just to be safe, why don't Miss Hai take us to a suitable place to see which dress is more suitable!"

The two beauties thought to themselves that there is no woman in this world who doesn't like to dress up, so they smashed them to death with beautiful clothes.

I looked like I was going to die, but I still stood there and didn't want to move.

Instead, Zhang Yan happily pushed me forward: "This way, beauties, I'll take you there. Miss Hai's residence is right here!"

While pushing me away, Zhang Yi chatted happily with the beauties.

After a while, I was pushed into the house by a group of people.

Zhang Yi led a group of people into my house like a master.

"Miss Hai, your house is quite old!"

"Well, this is a house from the Republic of China. The floor is all solid wood. Look at the wall, it's also a mezzanine!"

A group of people went around there in threes and threes, after all, my living room is oversized.

Everyone seemed to be visiting an antique house, and they gave bursts of admiration from time to time.

"But this house is indeed too old. I live in such an old house, but donated tens of millions!"

"Miss Hai, we really admire you!"

"You don't know, maybe Dean Zhou left more money for his fiancée..."

The group of people were watching and chattering. I didn't look very good for a while, and I didn't want to cooperate.

"Aren't you here to do business?" I finally snorted.

"Oh, I'm sorry Miss Hai, I'm sorry, don't argue with them, the sisters really admire you.

At the same time, I envy you for having a fiancé like Dean Zhou, alas...it's a pity..."

The sissy raised her orchid finger and immersed herself in her story over and over again, as if she was almost moved to tears.

"Since you are here to prepare for my styling, please hurry up and work happily!" I rolled my eyes at a group of people.

"Oh, yes yes yes..."

The two beauties carrying large and small bags put down their bags and took out three evening dresses from inside.

A white cloud gauze dress, a light blue pearl inlaid dress, and a pink silk dress.

I couldn't help but shake my head, how can I wear this...

blue pink?
It's not my style, my favorite is black!

"I don't need to try this, it shouldn't be able to wear it!"

I pointed to the low-cut chest of the dress and said.

"This...Miss Hai doesn't like any of them. These are all big-name designs. This pink silk one costs 10,000+!"

"Ah..." I was startled, I couldn't wear it even more, if it wears out after a while, I wouldn't die.

She was startled when she saw me, and quickly said: "Miss Hai, don't worry, Mr. Fan bought all these clothes, so Miss Hai don't have to worry, don't worry about wearing them."

"What?..." My face turned black!
What on earth does Fan Tiancheng do? With so much money, why doesn't he contribute to his grandma's career and donate some money to the orphanage?

The two beauties also seemed to feel that they said the wrong thing. A donated person feels that he has more money than the donor, isn't it a bit wrong.

So a group of people are awkward there.

"Then...does Miss Hai have her own dress?" One of the two beauties finally asked cautiously.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Zhang Yi suddenly jumped out from behind, "Come here, let me show you, and you can help her choose with a professional eye. She may have a choice disorder."

Zhang Yi dragged the two beauties to the dressing room in my bedroom.

"Wow! So beautiful!"

Suddenly, two girls screamed.

As far as my dozen or so dresses are from the underworld, maybe there is no need to be so exaggerated!

"Wow, my God, there is such a beautiful dressing room hidden here!"

"I just said, Miss Hai casually donates 1000 million people, how come there are not a few decent dresses at home!"

The tsk-tsk compliments from the two women made me curious.

I went around and walked into the inner room with interest...

"Damn..." There are 1 question marks in my heart, what is the situation.

The three-door wardrobe before was gone, and the room of about ten square meters had become a large dressing room, with a red leather shoe-testing stool in the middle.

The house is full of exquisite clothes, bags, and shoes, and under the illumination of an exaggerated crystal lamp, it emits dazzling light.

There is a huge full-length mirror in the middle of the room, and the mirror is emitting a layer of ghostly purple light.

(End of this chapter)