In the circle of celebrities, Feng Yuran, Xu Meng, and Yin Tianxue are famous iron triangles. Judging from the circle of friends, the three of them are like conjoined babies, traveling, shopping, parties, and doing everything together.

Since Xu Meng was arrested, the relationship between Xu Meng and Yin Tianxue has also been exposed. Yin Tianxue, as a person in the entertainment industry, has received the most attention.

She has been in the industry for many years. Although she is a playful person, she is also operating with her own efforts. Unexpectedly, she, who has been lukewarm for more than ten years, has reached the highest level of attention in history because of this scandal.

It's also ironic.

Now, the Yin family is trying every means to remove the hot searches and order Yin Tianxue to go abroad to avoid the limelight.

In order not to affect the family, and to not affect the business marriage of the younger sisters at home, Yin Tianxue will probably not appear in China in recent years.

The brother and sister Xu Meng and Xu Rong, wearing glamorous masks, were doing unscrupulous things behind their backs. It was a sin to end up with the current consequences.

After the incident, Feng Yuran immediately cleared his circle of friends and acted much more low-key.

Today I went to the dress shop to attend Guo Jianan's coming-of-age ceremony.

"Mrs. Zhao, your dress has been taken to the No. 1 locker room, please follow me."

Chi Xiaoye followed the clerk to the locker room, and Zhao Zhouhan consciously sat in the waiting area beside him.

Feng Yuran was so guilty that he wanted to escape, but he had no choice but to wear it, so it was inconvenient to even hide.

What she wore was a champagne-colored long-sleeved dress, with a deep V-shaped waist, which showed off her graceful figure. The long sleeves on the mesh had hand-embroidered cherry blossom patterns, which were unique and elegant, and exquisite.

Although the locker room is separated, the men's waiting area is the same, and Zhao Zhouhan is sitting there, and he can't avoid seeing it.

After Chi Xiaoye entered, he consciously took out his cell phone and looked down.

"Ms. Feng has a good figure. Only when worn on Miss Feng can this dress be called life."

"Yes, yes, it turns out that when this dress is hung, I was thinking that if I want to support this dress, I have too high requirements for my figure. Miss Feng's clothes must be the focus of the audience."

"Ms. Feng not only has a good figure, but also has white skin."

"I'm so envious. I can't even see my eyes, let alone those men. I'm afraid they'll drool."

Feng Yuran turned his head and glanced frivolously. The clerks were stunned and nervous. The customers were God. If they didn't praise them easily, they would suffer.

"Be careful when speaking," she corrected, "I'm going to attend a birthday party, not a blind date party... take those shawls."

"good."

Although she was scolding someone, she was already happy. While trying on the shawl, she looked at Zhao Zhouhan in the mirror.

What's the use of her gracefulness? What's the use of her bright and charming? What's the use of her dazzling breasts? This man didn't even look at her.

She fiddled with the shawl and slightly blocked the proud part, making her look more beautiful.

At this time, Chi Xiaoye came out. She first poked her head out and called Zhao Zhouhan, then jumped out excitedly.

The soft lights shone down from the ceiling. She was dressed in a light pink gauze and was cute and cute. The simplest strapless style was not complicated. With her bright and sweet smile, she looked like a fairy who was not as good as the world. Zhao Zhouhan was stunned.

Chi Xiaoye jumped a few steps with her skirt, and jogged happily to him, "Does it look good?" She turned around lightly, "The size is just right, I haven't gained weight during the Chinese New Year. Look at it, are you good looking?"

Zhao Zhouhan nodded, "It's good to look good, but..."

Both arms are bare, no.

My entire shoulder was exposed, no.

The chest and waist curves are too eye-catching, no.

The hem of the skirt below is a bit transparent. If there is light behind it, you can see the shape of your legs, which is not possible.

Also, her hair should be tied up at that time, not only her shoulders but also her neck. No, no, no.

"But what? What's wrong?"

"Pink looks black."

"Black?" Chi Xiaoye turned around and looked in the mirror, "Is it black?"

The big floor-to-ceiling mirror can reveal everyone present. Feng Yuran is not far from her, and is also wearing a dress.

There is no harm without comparison. Compared with Feng Yuran, Chi Xiaoye is the one who is shiny. Not only does her face turn white, her shoulders are white, and her arms are white. Even her ankles that reveal a piece of her ankle that she lifts up the hem of her skirt, she is also white and smooth.

Furthermore, youth is the greatest capital. Chi Xiaoye is six or seven years younger than Feng Yuran. One smiles and his face is full of collagen, and his skin is visible to the naked eye. The other one has a slightly silicone feeling. Although the skin is tight, the direction of the pattern texture is already going down.

Looking at Feng Yuran alone, she is indeed beautiful, but as soon as she stood beside Chi Xiaoye, she was immediately compared. It would be fine if she looked dark, but she looked tired and looked old.

The clerks didn't dare to say anything, and Kua Chi Xiaoye ignored Feng Yuran, and Kua Yuran seemed hypocritical. No matter what, they would offend God.

Feng Yuran was flustered, but after all, he was a person who had seen big scenes. He was old and represented a rich experience. This small scene was not enough to make her mess up.

"Ms. Zhao is young and looks good in everything she wears," she praised, but did not get close, for fear of being compared too clearly. "No need to ask men's opinions, men don't understand these things."

Chi Xiaoye didn't want to pay much attention to her, but just smiled politely.

Feng Yuran said again: "The last time I was in the men's clothing store... Mrs. Zhao, I'm sorry..."

While speaking, she quietly moved away.

"No need," Chi Xiaoye interrupted decisively, "It's really not necessary. I never take irrelevant people and things to heart."

"..." Feng Yuran laughed dryly uneasy, her dignity, and her pride were all gone at this moment.

This is still in front of Zhao Zhouhan.

"Husband, I'll give you another chance? Is it good to look?"

Zhao Zhouhan took off his suit jacket and put it on her shoulders, "It looks better."

Feng Yuran touched the shawl on his body and suddenly felt that no matter how expensive the fur was, it would not taste good.

She turned to the locker room in disappointment and immediately changed her dress.

At the banquet, she would never wear this dress and would never lose this ugly one.

The locker room was large, with several other dresses hanging in scattered. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a pink dress in the corner. Both the color and style were similar to the one Chi Xiaoye outside.

The simpler the style, the more common it is.

However, this dress is relatively old, with zippers at the back still rusty.

Outside, Chi Xiaoye smiled and said, "That's it. I'll change it and go to have a meal and watch a movie."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Will mom urge?"

"I greeted the house in advance, and she wouldn't urge her if we didn't go back."
Chapter completed!