100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 1214 All arrangements of fate must be accepted

"Because I've seen her before, I can measure her size visually." Shi Ying replied, with such confidence in her smile, "I didn't even use a ruler, including the one from Mo Shao's mother and the one from my mother-in-law. To measure, it's all about sight."

This made Shuwen extremely shocked, it was simply unbelievable.

Shi Ying smiled and took off the dress from her mother-in-law. She looked at him, "I hope your mother will like it. I can let her try it on first. It will definitely fit, and it's not too big or too small."

"Thank you." Although Shuwen didn't believe that she could measure so accurately just by looking at it.

"You're welcome."

The two chatted for a while, and then each took a cheongsam and walked out of the design room. On the stairs, Shi Ying asked about his mother's condition, Shuwen answered truthfully, and thanked her and Sheng Yu for taking him in. She said you're welcome, and the atmosphere was relaxed. Happy, Shi Ying was also very happy to know that his mother had recovered.

After going downstairs, Shuwen took the cheongsam to the infirmary. Dad's birthday party was just around the corner. He wanted his mother to try the cheongsam. If it didn't fit, there was still time to change it.

Shi Ying appeared in the living room, and she was asking Butler Shen, "Butler, where is my mother?"

"Madam was here just now." Steward Shen looked around, and finally saw the figure outside the French window, "Look, I'm cutting flowers in the yard."

Shi Ying looked at the back, took the cheongsam and walked out of the living room door, she walked towards Shuangqing, "Mom!"

"Hey." Shuangqing turned to look at her when she heard the sound, and then put the cut roses into the basket beside her, "Are you done with your work?"

"Well, you're done, mom, why don't you try this cheongsam?"

Shuangqing turned to look at the cheongsam in her arms. The fabric was shining in the sun, so beautiful, "Isn't it suitable? It's better to let her try it on herself."

"It was made for you! That's why I let you!"

"Made it for me?" Shuangqing was startled, put the cut rose flower together with the scissors into the basket two seconds later, straightened up and looked at her, "Why did you also make one for me? How troublesome is it? "

"No trouble, no trouble, take a look, isn't this all done?" Shi Ying knew that her mother-in-law was very pleasantly surprised, and the corners of her lips rose, "I see, Mom, you have started wearing cheongsam recently, and you think this color is quite suitable for you. At that time, I brought an extra piece of fabric back from the company, so hurry up and try the effect?"

Shuangqing has a special liking for cheongsam, and she is already happy, "Let's go! I'll try it!" She bent over and picked up a basket full of roses, turned and walked towards the living room, "I'll wash my hands first, thank you, Xiaoying!"

"You're welcome." The girl was also pleased.

Entering the living room, Shi Ying stood there with a cheongsam waiting, Shuangqing quickly washed her hands and came out, Shi Ying handed the cheongsam to her.

"Wait for me!" She took the cheongsam, turned and walked into the room.

Seeing her mother-in-law so happy, Shi Ying was also very happy in her heart. What's the saying?Gifts of roses, hand left lingering fragrance.

After Shuangqing changed into the cheongsam, she was amazed by herself in the mirror, why did it fit so well?And it was very comfortable to wear. She turned twice in front of the mirror, and every detail was so perfect.

Cheongsam is a poem, a complex of all women, a thing engraved in a woman's bone, which can better reflect a woman's temperament and beauty.

Shuangqing is in a good mood.

In a room of the infirmary.

Shuhui who put on the cheongsam seemed to be a different person, and she was also amazed that it fit so well.

Shuwen stared blankly at his mother, he couldn't believe it, he had never seen his mother wearing a cheongsam, never appreciated her feminine beauty.

Cheongsam endows a woman with the unique charm of "nine curves and three bends". Moreover, the whole body is cut from a whole piece of material, with simple and beautiful lines and no overlap of materials. Especially it is made by Shi Ying, so this This cheongsam is extremely beautiful, without any flaws.

"How come it fits so well? It's like tailor-made." Shuhui was surprised, and couldn't help expressing her inner doubts.

"Because Shi Ying met you before, she measured your size with her own eyes."

"Oh my god..." Shuhui was shocked, "So powerful?"

In fact, Shuwen also finds it incredible, this is where she is different from ordinary people, she must be a talented designer.

"Shuwen, if mom dresses like this to attend your dad's birthday party, will...would people think it's stealing the limelight?" Shuhui thinks this is too beautiful and amazing, and the pattern of the flower is very three-dimensional. , she herself was so beautiful, she was as dazzling as attending a dinner party.

"No, because Fu Yin also has one."

"Is it exactly the same?" Shu Hui was slightly startled, something flashed in her eyes, and then she regained her composure.

"It's not the same, the color is different, and the pattern is different, but it's still beautiful and fits her temperament better." Shuwen said, "Mom, this cheongsam was given by Nangong Mo. You have one, and his mother has one." There are also."

"..." Shuhui's mood was a little complicated.

"Mom, we can't get in the Nangong family. No one will be happy if we take it by force. It's better to let go." Shuwen's expression became serious, and he saw the reality clearly from the beginning, "Our best gesture is to leave Here, we should live our own lives well and manage our own happiness well, so that we will not be embarrassed."

Warm emotions flowed in Shuhui's heart. She had indeed seen through a lot these days. The feeling of not being able to love was painful, but what else could be done?She also seemed to gradually realize the reality.

It's like holding a cup of hot water in your hand, and your hand is scalded, do you still hold it?
It may be best to fulfill them and also fulfill oneself.

Haibei Group.

Liang Nuoqi just called, and she told Nangong Mo that she would not have lunch together, because she was going out with her father to discuss business, and she didn't know when she would be back.

So Nangong Mo decided to eat Chinese food at the company. The Haibei Group has a kitchen and a chef, and the restaurant is next to the office. He has hardly eaten here since dating Nuo Qi.

In the brightly lit restaurant, he was sitting by the window, with five dishes on the table. The staple food was a bowl of sliced ​​noodles with tomatoes, burnt tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork, spicy fried flowers, egg pancakes and sour Slip cabbage.

These were all things he had eaten before.

He was the only one in the quiet restaurant, the sliding glass door was closed, and the special assistant also went to eat.

Picking up the chopsticks and staring at the food, he was inexplicably nervous and didn't dare to try it, because he was afraid that his sense of taste would be lost again.

But the staple food is always eaten, if you don’t eat it, you will be hungry, so he stretched his chopsticks into the sliced ​​noodles, picked up a few and put them in his mouth. Cai, he was a little absent-minded, his lonely back looked a little downcast.

After finishing the Chinese meal, Nangong Mo got up and left the suffocating restaurant.

In the simple and large CEO's office, he stood with his hands behind his back in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the bustling cityscape, tears flashed in his eyes, thinking that he had lost his sense of taste again, and thinking of what Nuo Qi said, He felt very sad, he felt like a patient.

(End of this chapter)