The life of a scholar of the system vase girl

Chapter 352

So the very luxurious big-name clothes in Song Jiaran's closet are really not too many, so Mother Song chose this dress for Song Jiaran.

"Okay, hurry up and change your clothes and come down to have breakfast. After breakfast, we're going to fly to City H." Mother Song looked at her beautiful daughter with a smile, and walked out with a smile on her face.

Song Jiaran looked at the clothes in her hands, shed her sleepiness in the dressing room, got dressed, and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Well, there's something missing." Song Jiaran looked at herself in the mirror with a smile, and thought about it thoughtfully.

Although this dress is a very luxurious brand-name dress, it will not look shabby when worn out. Her mother is very discerning in choosing it, but this is a new model this year, and it can be regarded as a small classic.

If she is not mistaken, the chance of her encountering Zhuangshan today is really too high, and the chance has reached 50.00% or more.

"Sure enough, I want to change." Song Jiaran blinked at herself in the mirror, smiled and took out scissors and sewing needles from the drawer.

'Kacha Kacha~! Song Jiaran, who took off her clothes, quickly took scissors and needles and thread to mend for a while, then passed the clothes up again with a smile.

Then a brand new one appeared in the mirror, which seemed to be completely different from just now.

The two generous pockets that were originally on the straddle were removed by Song Jiaran, and the original pockets were replaced by bright diamonds.

And all the other places with black stripes were ordered by Song Jiaran with sparkling diamonds one by one, but these diamonds were not fakes.

All of them are real diamonds. Of course, Song Jiaran doesn't have such arrogance. What is more arrogance is the system. These diamonds are all sponsored by the system.

Of course, the rent of these rhinestones is of course not cheap.

Song Jiaran looked at the new clothes in the mirror with a smile, and with a smile on her face, she tied the ribbon on her chest into a beautiful bow.

After getting dressed neatly, Song Jiaran put all her hair behind her head, looking clean and neat. With her hairstyle and clothes, she seemed to be instantly elegant.

"It seems a bit too old-fashioned~" Song Jiaran's stylist suffered from an 'occupational disease', and shook her head at herself in the mirror, found a black bow-knot headband from the jewelry drawer, and put it on her head. He took out another crystal Mickey bracelet and put it on his right wrist.

"Perfect~" Song Jiaran took her bag in a good mood and walked down happily.

When Song Jiaran appeared in front of Song's mother, Song's mother was a little stunned.

"Ranran, are you wearing the clothes you bought yourself?" Song's mother looked at Song Jiaran in surprise, she didn't understand why her daughter didn't wear the clothes she chose for her.

But the suit on my daughter seems to be prettier than the one she chose.

"No, it's the one my mother chose for me." Song Jiaran winked playfully at Song's mother and said with a smile.

Song's mother widened her eyes and walked in front of Song Jiaran, touched Song Jiaran's clothes, and looked at the styles. The styles seemed to be exactly the same.

"This, you mean, you changed the clothes?" Mother Song looked at Song Jiaran in disbelief, and said, "This doesn't look like the clothes just now at all."

"Wife, Ran Ran, come in and have breakfast, and we're leaving after we're done." Sitting in the dining room, Father Song called out when he saw that his daughter and his wife never came to eat.

"Coming~!" After answering Papa Song, Song Jiaran smiled and took Mama Song's arm, and walked with Mama Song to the restaurant.

"Oh~! My daughter is very beautiful today~!" Father Song said to Song Jiaran with his eyes lit up as he saw his daughter's luxurious, elegant yet cute attire.

Song Jiaran accepted her father's compliment with a smile, sat down very calmly, and ate her breakfast quietly.

And Song's mother, who was sitting opposite Song Jiaran, stared blankly at her daughter. Usually, her daughter always wears home clothes when eating, but today she put on this somewhat formal dress. Sitting there straight and eating gracefully.

She really felt that her daughter had an aura of aristocrat and socialite.

"Mom? Why are you in a daze, hurry up and eat~" Song Jiaran made a playful face at Song's mother.

Mother Song looked at her daughter who was making faces at her. She completely put aside the thoughts in her mind just now. She raised the corners of her mouth with a smile and picked up the chopsticks.

Sure enough, her daughter is not a noble lady, she just thinks too much.

After flying for several hours, the plane successfully flew to City H before noon and landed smoothly.

As soon as they got out of the airport, the three members of Song Jiaran's family were taken back to Ren's house by the driver arranged by Ren's family.

Because the birthday party was held in the evening at Ren's old house in the suburbs, and at noon, Ren Feilin was going to invite her classmates to have a birthday meal in the box she had booked.

So the driver could only take Song Jiaran to the restaurant that Ren Feilin had booked, and then drove Mother Song and Father Song to Ren's mansion.

Song Jiaran, who entered the restaurant, reported Ren Feilin's name, and was taken to the elevator by the welcome guests to the fifth floor.

"Miss, this way please." The welcoming guest in a cheongsam walked with Song Jiaran in front with a gentle smile on his face.

Song Jiaran looked at the style of this restaurant along the way, and knew that people who could come to this restaurant to eat must be rich or expensive. In a word, it is really difficult for ordinary people to come here for consumption.

"Miss, we're here." The beautiful welcome guest led Song Jiaran to a mahogany door, pointed to the majestic door plate with black wood and gold letters on the wall, and said with a smile.

Song Jiaran nodded, and watched as the welcome guest opened the door of the private room.

She looked at the scene in the house after the door was opened, walked in calmly, walked into this restaurant that didn't look like a private room at all, walked through some small and long corridors, and stepped on the somewhat extravagant restaurant. On the carpet, you come to a living room that looks like an entertainment room.

(End of this chapter)