155: C155 Shorty's Clothes Don't Suit Me

C155 Shorty's Clothes Don't Suit Me

"Would you be so kind? I'll leave it for you to wear. " After exiting the elevator, Mei Guanxi crossed her arms over her chest, her face full of disbelief.2

"I just made a phone call and someone gave me a better suit." Liu Qianqian was quite pleased.

It was obvious that she did not want the dress in the trunk.

Mei Guanxi's expression was indifferent as she looked at Liu Qianqian. She curled her lips and smiled, "Shortie's clothes probably do not suit me, right?"

Liu Qianqian's face was livid with anger.

Mei Guanxi said it on purpose but Liu Qianqian was actually only two centimeters shorter than her.

"Mei Guanxi, don't forget that you still want to participate in the competition later. I will see you show off your courage. What do we do later?" Liu Qianqian said to Mei Guanxi's back.

Mei Guanxi knew what Liu Qianqian said was right. But she was not a real man and did not need to be flexible. She just could not stand Liu Qianqian's appearance.

She looked at the time. There were still five minutes left. Mei Guanxi walked straight to the washroom.

Although this competition was based on the script, personal image was very important and determined the first impression.

Mei Guanxi pursed her lips and lowered her head to wash the tea stains on her chest with clean water.

The tea stains were washed clean but her chest was already completely wet. The faintly discernible snow white made one's imagination run wild.

"Sigh!" Mei Guanxi sighed. What should she do? She couldn't leave like this, could she?

This was a sudden burst of laughter coming from the corridor. The loud Mei Guanxi could not ignore it even if she wanted to.

Walking out, she happened to see three men in suits walking towards her from the corridor. The man in the lead had deep facial features and looked like a foreigner. The two men behind him looked like assistants.

Mei Guanxi's eyes lit up when she saw the pink dress in his hands.

"Wow, isn't that the top designer Diel? Is she holding a limited edition of Rose's Summer in her hands?" A girl beside her said excitedly.

Liu Qianqian had seen Diel in Su Xin's fashion magazine. He was a genius in the design industry.

Liu Qianqian cleared her throat and said proudly to the people behind her, "Did you see that? This dress is for me!"

Liu Qianqian looked at the foreign man who respectfully held the clothes with both hands and her heart was full of vanity.

Su Xin that woman was still considered as one. That was quite interesting. Although she did not agree, she still got someone to bring the clothes over. It was really not bad.

Diel elegantly walked in front of Liu Qianqian and spoke in Mandarin in a very gentlemanly manner. "May I ask if you are Miss Mei?"

Liu Qianqian's face turned stiff like a rock, "Are you mistaken? My surname is Liu."

Why is Su Xin so unreliable? Her name is wrong.

"I'm sorry. This dress is for the tall Miss Mei." Diel looked around. There was also a woman who needed a dress.

The words "tall" completely angered Liu Qianqian, "Diel, Are you mistaken? I am Miss Su's friend. It must be she who asked you to give the clothes to me. "

Who would have thought that Diel would not even look at Liu Qianqian this time. He walked past Liu Qianqian and walked towards Mei Guanxi.

"Beautiful lady, this dress is specially prepared for you." Diel bowed and handed over the clothes in his hands.

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