The Seventh Bride of President

He Jingshu's bright and moving face suddenly collapsed. Her eyes were staring at Mo Lingwei. Her eyes swept from her slender waist to her waist. Then she looked down at the proportion of her chest and waist. She felt more and more uncomfortable.

Seeing this, he Jingxian quietly blocks he Jingshu's face and presses her to a chair. She looks at Mo Lingwei with a smile: "Miss Mo, I didn't expect that we will meet again so soon."

Mo Ling Wei nodded and gave a gentle "um".

All of them: "by virtue of Feng Shao's love, the woman was so arrogant that she didn't even pay attention to the younger sister of the future young commander's wife.

He Jingshu clenched her teeth and put on a posture of being his wife: "Miss Mo is willing to appear here. She should have thought about it and changed her mind?"

Mo Lingwei doesn't understand: "consider what?"

"You..." he Jingshu didn't expect Mo Lingwei to be deaf and dumb at this time.

At this time, with so many elders here, it's hard for her to speak too thoroughly, so as to avoid these idle and boring ladies gossiping behind their backs.

Wearing the same clothes and combing the same bun would have been enough for these people to talk about her for a while after dinner. If we add some bad gossip, we still don't know how these people will talk about her behind her back.

He Jingxian saw that her sister was so upset that she asked about it as soon as she came up. She gave her a hard look and motioned her to shut up.

She trampled on he Jingshu under the table, intercepted what he wanted to say, and changed the topic: "today, when I went to the nishang shop, the shopkeeper saw my sister's dress and said that there was only one dress in the whole Cloud City. It turned out that the shopkeeper was wrong, not only one, but also one on Miss mo."

Mo Lingwei likes to wear cheongsam on weekdays. She just goes to Fengjia for the first time and can't decide what color to wear.

Strong seems to be a bit gorgeous, elegant seems to be more plain.

Seeing her hesitation, Feng Shaojin opened the cupboard door, swept her slender fingers across the whole row of dresses, and then took out one and handed it to her: "wear this one. Your skin color is better than snow. It must look good with this dress.

This color is also very good for you, neither too plain nor too gorgeous. "

Dignified and generous, extraordinary temperament.

Mo Lingwei also thinks that the local conditions and customs in the south are more open than those in the north. The young women here all like to wear dresses, and even some younger women like to wear dresses very much, so they simply put them on.

But I didn't expect that...

Mo Lingwei didn't care much about clothes and accessories, and truthfully replied: "it's possible that the shopkeeper made a mistake."

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a laugh.

Mo Lingwei raised her eyes and saw a lady half covering her mouth with a handkerchief. The bottom of her eyes was full of sarcasm, and her tone was quite disdainful: "Miss Mo is really a joker.

If it's a shopkeeper somewhere else, I don't mind remembering it wrong.

But the owner of the nishang shop can't be mistaken. "

Mo Lingwei:....

seeing that Mo Lingwei was still indifferent, the woman looked around and raised her voice: "in Yuncheng, who doesn't know that nishang shop is a century old shop handed down by her ancestors. The shop owner only serves more than ten ladies and ladies in Yuncheng. For decades, she has been too familiar with the styles of clothes, goods and even the sizes of ladies and ladies Never forget.

he said as like as two peas, he had only one piece, and there was only one piece, and there were no two identical ones.

The two ladies of the he family are regular customers of the nishang shop, so it's natural to get this dress.

where did miss as like as two peas of Miss Da?

Mo Lingwei