Chapter 771 Can’t Lie to Myself

The next morning.

The first ray of sunlight shone through the second-floor window of the villa halfway up the mountain, and hit Bai Zhi's face through the curtains.

She frowned slightly, as if she was haunted by a terrible nightmare.

"No, no, that's not the case!" Bai Zhi exclaimed, waking up from her sleep.

She dreamed of Lu Juefeng again. In the dream, Lu Juefeng's eyes were red and he asked her loudly: "You cruel woman, you made all this up! In order to get rid of me, you deliberately lied that you were with me." Are they siblings?"

"No!" Bai Zhi cried heartbreakingly in her dream. She wanted to tell Lu Juefeng that she also hoped that the fact that they were siblings was false, but the irrefutable evidence was right in front of her and she couldn't lie to herself.

The dream was so real that Bai Zhi's internal organs still ached after waking up.

She blinked, trying to push back the tears that were welling up in her eyes.

In the dream, she chased Lu Juefeng, crying and shouting to tell him that it was not true. It was not that she wanted to get rid of him, but that she wanted to be with him so much. She hated the so-called blood relationship more than anyone else.

But she opened her mouth but no sound came out. She could only watch as Lu Juefeng fluttered his sleeves and walked away, his mouth opening and closing feebly, but not a single word came out in his heart.

Life is like a dream. If everything that happened in the past year is just a dream, then it is definitely the longest nightmare Bai Zhi has ever had.

"Xiao Bai, are you awake? Master Jiu arranged for people to send a lot of dresses over. Do you want to go and have a look?" Meng Changxin's knock came from outside the door.

Dress? Why did Long Jiuyan send you such a nice dress?

Bai Zhi rubbed her eyebrows and took a long time to react.

The Golden Dove Award will be held in a few days. She has been so busy these days that she almost forgot the time. She didn't have time to prepare the dress. Unexpectedly, Long Jiuyan helped her remember it.

Thinking of Long Jiuyan, Bai Zhi only felt more pain between her eyebrows. The better he treats her, the more uneasy she becomes.

"Wait for me a moment, Sister Xin." The knocking on the door continued. Bai Zhi quickly stood up, washed up, and went out to follow Meng Changxin and He Ziqing downstairs.

"Where's Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai?" Seeing that Su Mi Xue and Su Zixuan and Su Zimo were already in the living room downstairs watching the dresses sent by Long Jiuyan, Bai Zhi looked around and looked at Meng Changxin.

"Xiao Ke Xiao Ai went to the Lu family, saying that the old man missed them."

As soon as Meng Changxin finished speaking, Su Zixuan shouted: "Wow! There are so many. Did that handsome uncle bring all the dresses in Jiangcheng?" As he said that, he covered his mouth and said, "This is too exaggerated. This is simply a joke."

"A thousand pieces of gold make a beautiful woman smile." Su Zimo silently corrected Su Zixuan, "If you don't know how to use metaphors, don't use them randomly."

"Why can't I use it? I'm just not skilled enough, hum." Su Zixuan retorted to Su Zimo and looked at the absent-minded Bai Zhi, "Aunt Xinbai, do you like it?"

Bai Zhi looked at the rows of dresses on the movable hangers, with black lines all over her head. This could no longer be judged by whether she liked or disliked them.

Outside the door, servants were still delivering dresses, and limited-edition dresses from major luxury goods basically appeared in Longquan Bay Villa.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. It's really inhumane!" He Ziqing smacked her tongue repeatedly, excitedly walking through the pile of dresses, studying the features and styles of each.

Even Su Mixue, who was used to seeing all kinds of grand occasions, was also shocked by Long Jiuyan's handwriting.

As Su Zixuan said, it's too exaggerated.

"Oh my God, there are actually out-of-print dresses designed by Lafayette himself. I have to study hard!" He Ziqing stood in front of a silver-gray dress, touching this one and looking at that one with admiration.

Each piece is a treasure, which is simply dazzling.

Meng Changxin was almost blinded by the array of money. She took Bai Zhi and looked left and right in the pile of dresses. She picked up this one and then that one to see "Y Family's Chief Designer" The dress customized by the master is just different. Look at the lines and the exquisite embroidery. Ah, but this pearl embroidered hand-painted silk quilt is also very beautiful. It’s over, it’s over, I have a hard time choosing.”

Normally when Meng Changxin went shopping, every time she had difficulty choosing, she would silently look at the prices, and the one with the lowest price would get it. But now, looking at the dresses slowly filling the living room, Meng Changxin was in trouble.

Should you take the pure and beautiful route, or the mysterious and sexy route? Speaking of which, Queen Yujie’s general attack route looks pretty good.

Su MiXue stood aside and said nothing.

Although she is a stylist, she knows that at this time, there is no need for her to say anything, Bai Zhi has her own opinions.

"Just this one." Bai Zhi pointed at an exclusive custom-made evening dress that has not yet been released by the D family.

"Don't think about it again?" Meng Changxin looked at the black evening dress and asked unwillingly. There were so many beautiful and gorgeous dresses, but Xiaobai chose the most ordinary one.

Su Mixue and He Ziqing looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

As insiders, they looked at this extraordinary item at a glance, and Bai Zhi's eyes did not disappoint them.

Although this evening dress looks low-key and conservative, it is the most complicated one among all the dresses. The so-called low-key luxury is probably what it is. The black silk pleated skirt is embroidered with ink-black color-changing silk thread. With Thousand Butterflies Crossing the Clouds, peonies twining around lotus branches, looming embroidery, and butterflies dancing as the fabric moves, Bai Zhi is definitely the best in the show when she wears it.

"Yes, that's it." Bai Zhi smiled at Meng Changxin, "Don't worry, Sister Xin, neither Ziqing nor Michelle have any objections, which means it's the right choice."

"Okay." Although Meng Changxin hoped that Bai Zhi would choose a dress that looked more gorgeous and noble, since Bai Zhi insisted on this one, she couldn't insist any longer.

The most important thing is that neither Michelle nor Ziqing objects, so she, a layman, has nothing to say. I believe the professionals are right.

Meng Changxin took off the black dress, and a servant immediately brought up the jewelry that matched the dress.

"Thank you." Bai Zhi said to Lin Yi, who had been silent next to her. "Please send Mr. Lin back for any other troubles. Please also ask Mr. Lin to convey my gratitude to Master Jiu for me."

Although Ji Yi stood upright, his thoughts had already been forgotten. He was not interested in women discussing clothes. In his opinion, good-looking people wore the same clothes.

Hearing Bai Zhi suddenly speak to him, Lin Yi immediately retracted his mind, nodded slightly to Bai Zhi, and said respectfully: "Master Jiu said that these dresses all belong to Miss Bai Zhi."

"Huh?" He Ziqing heard that Long Jiuyan was going to give all these dresses to Bai Zhi, and looked at Ji Yi in surprise, "So many? All of them given to Xiaobai?"

"Yes." Ji Yi nodded and turned to the servants, "You guys move all the remaining dresses to the cloakroom next to Miss Bai Zhi's bedroom."

Meng Changxin and He Ziqing looked at each other. There was a cloakroom next to Bai Zhi's room. Why didn't they know?