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C891 I Didn't Mean It That Way



C891 I Didn't Mean It That Way

3The main thing is, this female designer is dressed and dressed like a noble.    

    

She stood in front of Zhan Yeling with a shy and reckless smile. Her peach blossom eyes could not hide her covetous eyes as she stared at Zhan Yeling.    

    

Such a beautiful and excellent man, of course, attracted women and made them charge forward without caring about anything.    

    

Xiong Miao saw the way the woman looked at Zhan Yeling. She became more and more angry and her breathing started to quicken.    

    

What was wrong with Zhan Yeling? Was he flirting with a woman in front of her?    

    

Did he really not take her seriously?    

    

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, she heard Zhan Yeling's cold voice. "The one you want to serve is not me, but her. If she isn't satisfied, then don't stay in the capital anymore! "    

    

He even threatened her.    

    

When Zhan Yeling's words came out, Nana's face, which was about to release electricity, immediately stiffened. Then, she felt stifled in her heart. In front of Zhan Yeling, she couldn't show it too clearly.    

    

She still maintained a proper smile on her face, but her heart had already been crushed into pieces.    

    

"Yes, I will do my best..." Nana replied respectfully.    

    

Xiong Miao was also shocked by the contrast in Zhan Yeling's words. She opened her watery eyes and looked at Zhan Yeling in shock. Then she understood what he meant.    

    

The anger in her heart just now instantly turned into a warm little happiness.    

    

It turned out that he wasn't here to find a woman. He just didn't want her to be served by the male designer, so he found a female designer for her.    

    

It was because she thought too much.    

    

Was he going to package her before taking her to the banquet?    

    

Zhan Yeling sat in the high-class guest area. The manager personally served him tea, water, and snacks. All of them were given to him.    

    

Xiong Miao followed Nana to the packaging room.    

    

"Miss, how should I address you?" Nana politely said to Xiong Miao.    

    

"Just call me Xiong Miao." Xiong Miao naturally had an affinity with her.    

    

"Then I will call you Miss Xiong." Nana kept a distance from her. "Are you and Director Zhan going to the banquet?"    

    

Nana asked as she tidied up the gown on the rack.    

    

"Yes, a banquet in the morning." Xiong Miao told the truth.    

    

"In that case, I think this dress suits you better." Nana chose a white fishtail jacket.    

    

Xiong Miao looked at it and pursed her lips, saying, "It is not suitable. It is better to keep a low profile."    

    

She went forward and chose a black one-shoulder belt that wrapped around her chest. On her back was a black cloth with a fork on the side that was draped over her shoulders.    

    

This gift was low-profile and luxurious.    

    

It wasn't too high-profile, attracting everyone's attention to her, but it wasn't out of courtesy either.    

    

Most importantly, she was suitable for this dress.    

    

The fishtail dress that Nana chose was like a wedding dress. Although it was rich, it was not suitable for a banquet.    

    

Xiong Miao herself was also a fashion designer. Of course, she knew what she was suitable for and what she should wear in the occasion.    

    

The smile on Nana's face did not diminish and she was still polite, "Looks like Miss Xiong's eyes are as low-profile as yours."    

    

When she said this, Xiong Miao felt uncomfortable in her heart.    

    

She could hear that this Nana was mocking her.    

    

Saying that her horizons were low?    

    

Hehe, it was not her turn to teach her a lesson.    

    

"I feel that this designer of yours doesn't match my temperament. I request for another one." After Xiong Miao said that, she walked out.    

    

"Miss Xiong..." Nana thought in her heart that it was not good and quickly chased after, "Miss Xiong, you misunderstood. I did not mean that..."    

    

But Xiong Miao did not listen to her at all and walked out with her head held high and chest out. She saw Zhan Yeling sitting there and drinking tea. His actions were elegant and noble.    

    


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