Chapter 1911 Are You a Devil? (Five)

The slap in the face came like a tornado, so fast that no one had time to react.

Qiao Yuanxi was feeling triumphant one second, but the smile on his face froze the next.

What did he say...custom-made skirt?

Or Fan Yu had someone customize it...

Qiao Yuanxi was dumbfounded.

His mouth was open and he couldn't say a word.

Also stunned were the reporters at the scene.

Everyone is speculating on the relationship between Fan Yu and Qiao Yuanfei, but there is no answer.

As a result, Fan Yu opened his mouth...

I personally asked someone to customize a skirt or something... Do you still need to ask?

The reporters went crazy. They lowered their heads and started writing frantically, for fear of missing any word that Fan Yu just said!

"Customized……"

Qiao Yuanfei was blocked by Fan Yu and stared at his back, originally wanting to say something.

After hearing his words, I looked down at the skirt on my body in surprise.

She never thought that her clothes were just everyday clothes prepared by the housekeeper for her.

I just found out today that it is actually a customized model.

No wonder she never saw any trademarks on her clothes.

Qiao Yuanfei swallowed hard and thought back over all the clothes she had worn these past few days.

Then, combined with the approximate price of the royal custom-made clothes that Fan Yu had previously exposed in the media, he calculated a number that made him gasp.

I feel deeply ashamed that I have somehow ended up living the life of a wealthy wife without even realizing it!

Just when Qiao Yuanfei didn't know how to face Fan Yu, the man standing in front of her seemed to sense something and suddenly looked back at her and then turned around.

He raised his hand slightly and brushed the hair that fell on her shoulders for her.

Her thin lips were slightly parted, and her tone was doting.

"You don't need to wear a special dress, you look beautiful in whatever you wear."

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei's mind suddenly stopped.

Only a piece of white flowers remained.

His voice kept echoing in my ears.

You look beautiful in whatever you wear.

You look beautiful in whatever you wear.

You look beautiful no matter what you wear...

Qiao Yuanfei was not crazy, but the reporters around her went crazy first.

Carrying the camera, he continued to ask the questions that he had not finished asking just now.

"Young Master Fan, what is your relationship with Miss Qiao? Are you two in a relationship?"

"Why did you customize clothes for Miss Qiao? Is this considered a couple's outfit?"

"Are you living together?"

"Young Master Fan, both eldest ladies of the Qiao family seem to like you. I don't know which one you like more..."

"..."

Fan Yu did not answer any of the previous questions.

Until he heard this question, Fan Yu suddenly raised his eyebrows and glanced at the reporter who asked the question.

When the reporters saw that he seemed to be answering this question, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

The air seemed to freeze.

Fan Yu glanced at Qiao Yuanfei first, and then turned to Qiao Yuanxi.

Qiao Yuanxi was slapped in the face just now, and now she looks a little wilted.

But as soon as she found Fan Yu looking at her, she immediately stood up expectantly and looked at him lovingly.

Even when Qiao Yuanchuan thought she was embarrassed and wanted to drag her away, she refused to leave.

He stood there stubbornly, wanting an answer.

Fan Yu's eyes just glanced over her body, and he opened his lips with a mean and cold expression.

"Fan's Villa is not a shelter, what does she have to do with me?"

Qiao Yuanxi: "..."

reporter:"……"

Fan Yu narrowed his eyes and ignored the dumbfounded people. The new product launch conference was over and he left with Qiao Yuanfei in hand.