Chapter 1,760 The Situation Must Be Raised

Ye Qingqing grabbed the newspaper in her hand. During this period, the headlines of the local European newspapers were basically related to the ball. For example, yesterday's was about Princess Julie, but today there was a report about a mysterious dress.

"According to Mrs. Warren, the Gongsun family is the most mysterious family that makes custom dresses. It seems that this year's ball princess will most likely be a girl from the Gongsun family. There are two girls from the Gongsun family participating in the ball this year. One is Gongsun Yao. One is Gongsun Lin, whose dress is it?"

Ruan Yingzi continued to read, and Ye Qingqing was already sure that the dress that was being hyped was exactly what she was holding.

And she is neither Gongsun Yao nor Gongsun Lin.

What a beautiful misunderstanding.

Ye Qingqing carefully hung the dress back in the closet. Although she didn't know how much it was worth, she could guess it with her toes. It was definitely an astronomical figure that she couldn't even imagine.

Now it’s time to play Dafa

She called Miao Tianxiang, and it took a long time before she got through. Miao Tianxiang and Mrs. Warren were admiring their masterpieces, and the newspaper was in front of them.

"Aunt Xiang, you've gone too far. I'm not a princess, and I'm not a rich man. I can't bear such a big limelight." Ye Qingqing really doesn't want this limelight.

Although the dress is indeed beautiful, she can't control it. I'm afraid she will become the public enemy of all the ladies tomorrow night.

Just the thought of princesses and rich ladies from all over the world treating her as a competitor makes Ye Qingqing's scalp numb. If he had known, she would have let Gu Nianci make a Hanfu to attend the ball. Although her grandma was confused, the female celebrity was Nothing to say.

Miao Tianxiang's chuckle came from the phone, and it sounded like she was in a wonderful mood.

"Don't worry, I'm here to support you. You represent China now. This is the first time that mainland girls are invited to the dance, so the scene must be raised." Miao Tianxiang's tone was more solemn.

Ye Qingqing's heart trembled. After understanding Miao Tianxiang's meaning, he suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was much heavier. He broke out in cold sweat and suddenly became nervous.

If she doesn't perform well at the dance, she will lose the face of her motherland. Her heartbeat is getting faster and faster. Ye Qingqing really wants to go home and not attend this Laoshizi dance.

She is just a soy sauce person, and she cannot afford such a serious task.

"Aunt Xiang, I'm afraid I can't do it well, or else I will." Ye Qingqing hesitantly planned to resign, but Miao Tianxiang interrupted her, "I have confidence in you, just treat it like attending a dance party at my house. There's nothing good about it." I'm afraid, the other guests are not as good as you."

Miao Tianxiang comforted her with a few words, and Ye Qingqing slowly calmed down and was no longer as nervous as before, but

"Aunt Xiang, this skirt is too heavy. I can't jump."

Ye Qingqing raised a practical issue. It was difficult to walk in a skirt weighing more than ten kilograms, let alone dance.

"puff"

Miao Tianxiang smiled, "Look carefully at the dress. Mrs. Warren designed it very cleverly. The skirt has two layers. The outer layer can be removed when dancing, so it is not so heavy."

Ye Qingqing opened the hem of the skirt, and it turned out that it was actually two layers. Because the fabric was so soft, you couldn't notice it without looking carefully. There were no diamonds in the first layer, but there were a lot of silver threads woven into it, like the bright moonlight.

"Baby, would you like to come to Mrs. Warren's place for afternoon tea? She really wants to get to know you," Miao Tianxiang said with a smile.