Chapter 1135: Evil Plot

"Miss Song, you have an invitation letter."

Uncle Zhang handed the invitation letter to Song Yaoyao. The cover was black and gilded, low-key and luxurious.

I don’t know since when, Song Yaoyao seemed to be completely back to normal. Then she remembered that her mobile phone was lost and she didn’t know where it was now. I was feeling down a few days ago, so I forgot to apply for a new card.

It was also successfully reissued today.

She told Huo Jiu that if she couldn't find it, send her a message. If found, no need to reply.

She opened the invitation and smiled inexplicably.

Uncle Zhang didn't look like she was happy when she smiled, but it didn't look like she was angry either.

"Miss Song, are you going? I'll call someone to prepare for you."

Song Yaoyao looked at the attentive Uncle Zhang and realized that Uncle Zhang had aged a lot overnight. "Uncle Zhang, do you want me to go?"

Uncle Zhang laughed and said, "You are always bored at home. It's good to go out for a walk once in a while to relax. I think it's time for Miss Tang and the others to receive invitations. You won't be alone when you go."

maybe.

Song Yaoyao closed the invitation and said, "Then go."

"Hey! I'll order someone to prepare it for you right now!"

Uncle Zhang was overjoyed, and he hoped that Song Yaoyao could come out. If Huo Yunque hadn't been found, she would have worn down her body first.

Song Yaoyao couldn't help but smile when she saw how busy he was.

It will definitely be fine.

She believed unswervingly.

"Song Yaoyao."

The dress was delivered directly to Song Yaoyao's home by the person in charge of the brand. The manager in a professional suit used professional vocabulary to make recommendations for Song Yaoyao.

A sudden sound interrupted everything.

"You guys go out first."

Song Yaoyao narrowed her eyes and saw Huo Ningxi chasing people away as soon as she came in. She laughed and said, "Huo Ningxi, don't force me to beat you."

She still remembered the last grudge in her heart. Although Huo Yunque vented his anger for her, it didn't mean that she had forgotten what happened that day.

What an interesting person. I regret it only after losing it. Is there any use?

this--

Logically speaking, Song Yaoyao is the financial owner, but Huo Ningxi is the eldest young master of the Huo family.

The two of them were tit-for-tat, letting a group of people who came to deliver their dresses have no choice but to leave or stay. They stood there awkwardly, trying to reduce their sense of presence so as not to be affected.

Huo Ningxi pursed her lips and looked at Song Yaoyao solemnly.

There was a dull pain in his back, and he suddenly asked: "Are you sure that my question should be heard by everyone present?"

"Then why do you think I want to hear it so much? I'm looking at the dress, please go out now."

There was no politeness in Song Yaoyao's tone, and her eyes became extremely cold.

Huo Ningxi slowly clasped her hands, "Where is my uncle?"

"Of course I'm on a business trip. What's wrong?" Song Yaoyao didn't even raise her eyelids, let alone nervous. She raised her lips and the light shone on her pink jade-like skin, which was the most delicate color. "What are you doing, uncle?" , is it your turn to take care of it?"

This is the truth, although it is hard to hear.

The several managers standing aside nodded secretly. Indeed, compared with Mr. Huo, this Young Master Huo is still far behind.

"Is it?"

When Huo Ningxi heard this, she suddenly smiled with unknown meaning, turned around and left.

"Are you going to attend Zhongli's dinner party too? Let's go together."

Song Yaoyao simply ignored what he said and pointed at a dress.

Immediately afterwards, the manager who delivered the dress beamed and praised Song Yaoyao for her discernment. He kept saying all kinds of nice things, and the others also followed suit.

Song Yaoyao looked down at the tea in the cup, showing no reaction.

Night comes quickly.

Song Yaoyao looked at herself in the mirror.

Compared with two years ago, her facial features have become longer. She lost some of her childishness and became charming. It looks like her, but not like her before.

The makeup artist's eyes flashed with admiration, "Miss Song is the most uniquely beautiful person I have ever seen."

This compliment is completely sincere. As a famous makeup artist in China, he has done makeup for many A-list celebrities. When it comes to the entertainment industry, that is where handsome men and beautiful women gather. But if you add them all up, you can't find anyone like Song Yaoyao.

If you use popular words on the Internet to describe it, it would be pure and lustful.

When he saw this word before, he completely scorned it. I think those who are illiterate and create words randomly, how can two completely opposite temperaments appear in one person at the same time.

Until now, he believed it.

"It's beautiful, thank you."

Song Yaoyao stood up. Her dress was a long white dress with sparkling diamonds inlaid on the suspenders. The fabric of the skirt is also very special. The sequins are nailed on by hand. When you move around, it seems that the fabric comes alive and breathes.

Coupled with her curvy figure, the slit of her long skirt reached to her thighs, and she wore a pair of thin-strap high heels.

Her snow-white straight long legs were faintly visible in the skirt.

It is indeed beautiful, completely different from her previous style.

Song Yaoyao suddenly smiled in front of the mirror. She picked up her phone and logged in to WeChat. Turn on the camera, find a good angle and take a selfie of yourself.

No need for photos, just straight from the front, which is already sexy enough.

Yaoyao: [Picture] Brother, I’m going to a dinner party today. Do you think my clothes look good?

Yaoyao: I know if you were here, I would definitely be jealous again.

Yaoyao: If you can’t bear it, come back quickly. I’ll wait for you.

Yaoyao: You have to hurry up, there are many people chasing me. If you don't come back, I will fall in love with you!

The message that was sent out seemed to have fallen into the sea without any movement.

Song Yaoyao put down her phone and blinked slightly.

The makeup artist standing nearby seemed to see mist rising in those beautiful eyes for a moment. But when she took a closer look, there was nothing there.

"Miss Song, the car is already waiting at the door. It's time for you to set off."

The makeup artist put a shawl on Song Yaoyao's body and tidied her up.

Delicate but not tacky.

She was in for a treat today.

Huo Ningxi stood next to the car. When the pretty and graceful figure appeared in front of her, a flash of surprise flashed through her eyes.

He stretched out his hand, "I'll help you."

Different from how she dressed in the past, today she seemed to have grown up overnight, becoming a real woman with all kinds of charms.

Song Yaoyao avoided him and bent down to get into the car.

Uncle Zhang looked at Huo Ningxi's attentiveness in silence, his eyes darkening.

"Ms. Song, go early and come back early, and drink less. The driver is waiting outside and can take you home at any time. Please pay attention to safety."

Uncle Zhang thoughtfully closed the door for Song Yaoyao and said with concern.

"I know," Song Yaoyao said with a faint smile, "Don't worry."

Huo Ningxi was locked out of the car. He smiled and looked at Uncle Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, I haven't gotten in the car yet."

Uncle Zhang asked the driver to drive, then straightened up with a smile, "Young Master, there is another car next to you. Your husband is not here. Miss Song is your aunt. It is not appropriate for you to sit together."