Fake bride wants divorce

Chapter 145 Yining Transforms Back to Piano Goddess

Yining left Bai's house non-stop. In order to prevent her whereabouts from being discovered, she asked the driver to take her to the mall, and then asked the driver to go back first.

Yining entered the dressing room of the shopping mall and changed back to her previous attire.

Messy waist-length black hair was smoothed over the shoulders, and the big black-framed glasses that almost covered half of Yining's beauty were taken off, and the colorful black dress was replaced with a white and elegant Chanel new dress.

Yining, who has not applied makeup, can attract the jealous eyes of other women when she stands in front of the makeup mirror.

It's just the difference in dress, but it makes Yining change 360 ​​degrees, from an ugly duckling to a glamorous white swan.

Looking at herself in the mirror, who is elegant and noble like a goddess, Yining feels a sense of loss.

Obviously this is herself, what happened in the past ten days made her a little more unfamiliar with her former self.

Taking a deep breath, Yining raised her head and chest, and walked out of the dressing room.

The appearance of Yining added a little commotion to the originally quiet shopping mall. Countless men stopped and looked at Yining foolishly, all admiring her beauty.

In particular, her temperament is different from that of ordinary beauties. The influence of classical music for more than 20 years has given her a natural elegance, making her even more dazzling.

"Who is this beauty? I really want to go up and ask for a phone call."

"It's so beautiful, how can we deserve it."

"But it looks familiar. Could it be a star? She must be popular if she is so beautiful."

Several men not far away whispered to each other, wanting to strike up a conversation.But the aura that Yining exuded made them too inferior to bother her.

People who exist like goddesses, where ordinary people like them can strike up a conversation, watching them from a distance is a kind of enjoyment.

Noticing the commotion around him, Yining smiled confidently.

This is the life she should have. Wherever she goes, she will be watched by everyone, and everyone will hold her in the palm of her hand.

only……

How many of them are celebrities themselves, and still have fans in China, and if they continue to walk on the street without covering up, they will inevitably expose their traces.

Look, there are two young ladies not far away, holding their mobile phones to take pictures.

Yining tilted his head and shook his finger at Mrs. Xiaozheng, signaling them not to take pictures.

Seeing Yining looking over, Xiaozheng lowered her head shyly, put away her phone, and obediently refused to take pictures.

Yining smiled elegantly, and immediately exuded a refreshing fragrance all over her body. She took out her sunglasses and put them on her face to cover her beautiful face, and hurried to the airport.

She's running out of time!
Fortunately, the airport is not far away. It took her half an hour to get from Chubai's house to the airport.

When you arrive at the airport pick-up gate, you can see Bai Yuze who is like a spotlight from a distance. Bai Yuze who is waiting has no trace of impatience on his face. There is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. From time to time, some little girls will come to strike up a conversation.

Yining did not go directly to Bai Yuze, but walked through the VIP passage arranged for her by Xiao Shi, walked around the baggage carousel, and then walked out from the airport pick-up gate.

At the entrance of the VIP passageway, there was a well-dressed and well-dressed man standing, who rushed over as soon as he saw Yining.

"My aunt, you are finally here."

Yining smiled awkwardly, and didn't rush to complain to him, feeling like he was walking towards the airport.

Arriving at the airport pick-up gate, Yining quickly locked on Bai Yuze's position, only to see that he was smiling and refusing the little girl's approach, and raised his head again, just in time to meet her eyes.

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