326: C326 Whoever Was Ugly Would be Embarrassed

C326 Whoever Was Ugly Would be Embarrassed

The maid's expression soured a little as she smiled and said: "Of course, but these flowers were carefully cultivated by Mr. Nazhi. I hope Miss can be more careful when looking at them. Otherwise, Mr. Nazhi might be furious."

Really? So exaggerated?

Hai Xiaomin could not help but raise her eyebrows. From the maid's eyes, she could see that the underestimation was not well hidden.

Although she was brought back by her young master, she did not have the noble bloodline of Nazhi family flowing in her bones. She had seen many Asian people from the east. They were all people who had never seen the market. They wanted to touch anything strange and take something away from them.

She did not understand the character of this young lady from the east. If she accidentally plucked a rose when she saw it was beautiful, Mr. Nazhi would definitely be angry when he found out. He would blame them for not taking good care of these flowers.

"I will be careful." After understanding some unfriendly intentions of the other party, Hai Xiaomin curled the corner of her mouth. Now she needed to go out and take a breather to avoid getting angry and making a fuss about it with a maid. It would be a loss of her identity!

When she walked out of the room, the dark fragrance drifted in the night sky. It was somewhat intoxicating.

Hai Xiaomin wore a red dress and walked past the flowers. She originally wanted to admire the flowers, but in the end, she was looked down upon by the manor owner. She no longer had any mood and only wanted to pass the time and wait for the highlight of tonight.

Amidst the boredom, there was a conversation coming from the depths of the garden. Someone was coming over.

It was two women from the United States. One of them was tall and had curly blonde hair that was carefully coiled up. The other one was shorter than his companions. She had brown hair and wore a well-trained suit with a butt skirt. She had a folder under her armpit. She seemed to be the assistant of her companion.

There were many twists and turns in the garden, but coincidentally, the two of them walked onto the path Hai Xiaomin was on while chatting. Both of them stopped three or four meters away from each other and looked surprised at the same time.

"Hai, it's you!" Laecia looked at the woman in front of her in surprise.

Hai Xiaomin was also surprised. Wasn't Laecia the eldest daughter of Lance family? She appeared at Mr. Nazhi's place. Obviously, she was invited. However, what surprised her the most was not that she met her rival in love, but that she had somehow bumped into her rival in love!

Laecia had a tall figure and her voluptuous figure was enough to support the aura of 'Madam Rose'. The bright red and the bright golden color perfectly accentuated her snow-white muscles. From head to toe, she was exquisite and sexy like a real Barbie doll.

When the two of them met, their attention quickly shifted from the person to the clothes. At the same time, they fell into a dead silence.

"My God, Laecia, is she your fan?" The first to break the silence was the female assistant beside Laecia. The moment she opened her mouth to exclaim, Hai Xiaomin could not understand.

On the contrary, when Laecia heard this, she proudly smiled and praised: "This Rose Madam has only been on the market for a few days. The advertising strength of the advertising company is not bad."

"Although fans are proud of being close to their idols, it's still not appropriate for them to wear the same clothes as their idols and appear in the same venue, right?" The female assistant looked at the other party's Hai Xiaomin and took two steps forward. "Miss, forgive me for my rudeness. Can I ask you to change into a new set of clothes?"

"What?" Hai Xiaomin was puzzled. This request was really unreasonable. Who would be so bold as to ask others to change their clothes when they were wearing clothes? Did they think that she was the princess of a country giving orders?

Before she could continue speaking, she heard Laecia's voice dissuade her. "Laura, don't be like this. Hai is not an ordinary fan. I feel very honored that she likes this Madam Rose. It was my mistake to choose this set of clothes. I have been too tired recently and my aesthetic sense is a little tired."

Was she beating around the bush to belittle Hai Xiaomin's judgment? They both chose a dress, and it became something that she was aware of due to her aesthetic fatigue. She disdained to be on the same level as Hai Xiaomin.

Since she was tired, wouldn't it be better for her to stay in the house and rest well? Wearing such high heels, was she afraid that others wouldn't know that she was dedicated to her career?

Hai Xiaomin could not be bothered to retort. She retracted her gaze from Laecia's feet and refused to be outdone. "If Miss Laecia does not like to wear the same clothes as me, you can go back and change it."

"Let Laecia change it. Do you know what you are saying?" Laura's shock had exceeded Hai Xiaomin's expectations. Seeing the confusion on the other party's face, laura felt that she needed to explain.

Just as she was about to speak, a tall figure in a suit and a boot appeared behind Hai Xiaomin.

"What happened?" Ling Yao returned and before he reached the living room, he found the three people in the garden.

"Joe!" Ling Yao called. Laecia's blue eyes shone with a strange light when she saw Ling Yao. However, she immediately felt a chill run down her spine when she saw Ling Yao's cold gaze. She could not help but feel scared.

She was lucky enough to escape from Jess's hands and return to the United States. If she remembered correctly, Ling Yao wanted to capture her and settle the score with her!

Fortunately, this was the United States. With her family and Old Nazhi's support, Ling Yao wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

Thinking of this, Laecia gradually calmed the waves in her heart and returned to being calm and elegant.

Laura heard Laecia's greeting and thought of the legendary young master of the Nazhi family. She instantly guessed the identity of this person in front of her. She was pleasantly surprised and frightened. "Mr. Nazhi, it's good to see you in person!"1

It turned out that Mr. Nazhi was really as young and handsome as the rumors said. More importantly, Mr. Nazhi was as handsome as the rumors said. It turned out that Mr. Nazhi was really as young and handsome as the rumors had said. More importantly, he was so talented that no one could compare with him. Such a man was really worthy of Laecia!

"Who are you?" Ling Yao looked at him from head to toe.

"I am Laecia's assistant Laura." Laura was a little excited.

Hearing this, Ling Yao took the opportunity to glance at Laecia again. He said lightly. "What were you guys talking about just now? I didn't disturb you guys, right?"

"No, no, the matter is like this..." Laura narrated the matter of the shirt crash in a euphemistic manner and stated, "Laecia just became the ambassador for the Chanel Flower Language series. Last week's VOGUE cover was this set of Madam Rose's guest film that Laecia shot."

There was actually such a thing?

No wonder she was full of confidence. She actually had the capital!

Hai Xiaomin fell into a gorgeous silence. Suddenly, she realized that her gratitude towards Ian was still too early. Mr. Nazhi had invited Laecia to the villa as a guest. It was impossible that Ian did not know about it. Yet, he had recommended this dress to her. It was obvious that he wanted to embarrass her.

The favorable impression she had for Ian disappeared in an instant. At this moment, Hai Xiaomin had a kind of emotion in her heart. It was called f * cking dog!

"Just because of this?" Ling Yao raised his handsome eyebrows. He did not care about Hai Xiaomin and Laecia's clothes. He hugged Hai Xiaomin and turned around. As he walked, he seemed to comfort her, "Don't take it to heart. It is not scary to wear clothes. Whoever is ugly will be embarrassed."

The faces of the two women at the back turned green. What kind of eyes did he have to say that Laecia, the ambassador, was ugly?

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