Wen Ning shook his head, lowered his eyebrows and said nothing. His curled eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was twitching his little finger at Lu Yanci dishonestly.
Lu Yanci looked at her for a few seconds, his eyes darkening, took her hand and wrapped it in his palm, "Let's go."
In the small hall on the other side, three or four people were already sitting.
It is said to be a small hall, but it is actually not small at all, covering an area of seventy or eighty square meters. The simple new Chinese teahouse design is low-key yet reveals an indescribable nobility.
Three middle-aged men stood stiffly, with many unreleased dresses beside them.
These three people are all well-known people in Beijing's clothing industry. The brands they represent include almost all domestic and foreign brands that can be seen on the market. They have considerable wealth and are considered prominent figures in Beijing. But in the Lu family In front of such a giant, they seemed to be just small vendors selling clothes.
I received a call yesterday and heard that the mistress of the Lu family wanted to choose several women's clothing brands they represent. I was so excited that I didn't sleep well all night.
You know, in Beijing, wanting to join the Lu family is almost an unattainable dream.
After waiting for a long time, the rightful owner finally arrived.
I thought it was the rich young lady of the Lu family who wanted to pick out clothes, but I didn't expect that the mistress of the Lu family came out holding a delicate and timid little girl.
The little girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair and red lips. She was naturally charming, and even her hair was beautiful. She obviously had a charming appearance, but she had a pair of eyes that were cold and cold, and she was too shy to look at people.
I thought that the master was difficult to serve, but I didn't expect that the mistress looked dignified and cold, but he was not very picky. After a while, he chose many styles, but the little girl seemed to have too many, and shouted in a soft voice. I said "Uncle, that's enough" several times.
The soft and small voice really makes people's hearts itch.
This made the mistress look at the little girl like a wolf looking at a little sheep, straight, rough, with sharp barbs, making him want to pull off a few pieces of flesh and blood from the little girl. Come.
Several agents knew it in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say anything on their faces. They only dared to exchange information with their eyes.
They inquired and found out clearly that the only eldest daughter in the Lu family was Lu Xue, and Lu Xue was famous. They all knew what she looked like, and it was definitely not the one in front of them.
As for the young master of the Lu family, it was rumored that he and Luo Ying, the daughter of the Luo family, were childhood sweethearts. The two families had already reached the point of discussing marriage. Unexpectedly, the rumors turned out to be just rumors. The young master seemed to have other preferences.
In just an hour, four or five racks of clothes were picked out.
Lu Yanci still had some unfinished meaning and frowned slightly, "Just a few items?"
One of the agents immediately said respectfully: "Also, there are new models. I will have them delivered right away. They are available for next season and the season after that."
Wen Ning was a little frightened when she looked at the price tags on the pile of clothes. She didn't dare to think about how it would feel to wear clothes worth a house in Beijing, so she could only stop Lu Yanci in a low voice, "Uncle, there are too many I can’t wear it anymore.”
Lu Yanci's eyes were cold and his voice was calm, "The cloakroom can't be even half filled, so it won't be enough."
He originally had no interest in choosing clothes, but after choosing clothes for Wen Ning twice, he felt that it was very interesting. Thinking of her wearing the clothes he chose, it was like holding her whole body in the palm of his hand. , just thinking about it makes me feel good.
Wen Ning had no idea about filling up the cloakroom, but she really didn't like being so ambiguous with Lu Yanci in front of others, but she didn't dare to disobey him, so she lowered her head and twisted her dress with her soft white hands. No more talking.
Seeing that she looked tired, Lu Yanci squeezed her fingers and said, "Tired?"
Wen Ning didn't raise his head and just said "hmm" in a very low voice.
Lu Yanci lowered his head and saw her little feet in slippers, with a few white toes exposed, and his eyes darkened, "I haven't chosen any shoes yet."
When the agent heard this, he winked at the assistant outside, who immediately ran in holding the shoes and quickly arranged the shoes into neat rows.
They are all extremely girly styles, from sneakers to small stiletto heels. They are either white, light blue, or a touch of pink. Some pairs even have shoelaces inlaid with tiny white pearls.
Lu Yanci asked her to sit on a small redwood soft stool and try on them one by one.
Her feet were small, her ankles were particularly slender, and her toes were tender and beautifully shaped. One of the agents took a few glances and couldn't take his eyes away.
But the next second, he felt something was wrong. When he looked up, he saw the young master of the Lu family staring at him. The coldness in his eyes was not human at all, and the hostility in them seemed to be able to kill him at any time. It was torn.
The agent was startled. He had heard a lot about the mistress of the Lu family. Most of them were ruthless means of killing without blood. His scalp suddenly went numb and he quickly turned his attention elsewhere.
Wen Ning tried on two pairs, then refused to try them again. He lowered his head and twitched his little toes in the slippers, "Uncle, they are too big."
When the agent heard this, he hurriedly said: "They are all size 35, are they all too big? But Butler Zhang clearly said size 35..."
Wen Ning said in a very low voice: "You can only wear size 34, some larger ones can also wear size 33..."
The agent was so worried that he would lose the hard-won opportunity to cooperate with Nanfeng Group, so he hurriedly said: "Arrange for the 34-yarder to come over immediately..."
Lu Yanci bent down and picked her up and walked to the living room, "I don't want it anymore. We can choose another day."
Wen Ning was very unaccustomed to being so ambiguous in front of people, and those people were looking at them with strange eyes. She resisted and was afraid in her heart, but she couldn't resist, so she had to bury her head on Lu Yanci's shoulder so that no one could see her. her face.
But like this, every breath and every breath was filled with his scent, and she felt the resistance in her heart became even stronger.
It was as if his breath wanted to take root in her heart, but all the cells in her body refused to accept it and clamored to drive them away.
This extreme inner struggle and resistance made her body tremble with nervousness, but she broke into a thin sweat just from the distance from the small hall to the hall.
She grabbed Lu Yanci's clothes and said in a very low voice, with a hint of pleading, "Uncle, I can walk by myself."
Lu Yanci paused and said in a cold voice: "Wen Ning, it's a good thing to get used to it sooner."
After saying that, he held her in his arms and strode into the hall.
At this time, there were already doctors waiting in the hall. When they saw them coming in, they just respectfully called "Little Third Master" and stopped talking.
Lu Yanci put Wen Ning on the sofa and realized that she was sweating again. The fine hair on her forehead and temples was wet, sticking to her soft and white cheeks, with a hint of pitifulness.
And because the hair is black, the skin looks whiter. Under bright light, it seems that the tiny capillaries under the white and tender skin can be seen.
A pair of pupils are also dark, cold and timid, and he looks particularly easy to bully, making people want to swallow him in one bite.
Lu Yanci looked at her, his eyes getting darker and darker.
