Young master, your vest fell off

Fu Yan'er was not angry at all when she heard this, the more Fu Miaomiao scolded, the better, so as to bring out her character.

"I've only met her once, but Miaomiao, I really can't see her anymore. She's crying, can't you give me a normal reaction? Are you so cruel that you insist on scolding her for being depressed?" Are you happy?"

"Why is my reaction abnormal?" Fu Miaomiao raised her eyebrows, "I rolled my eyes just now."

Fu Yan'er looked very disappointed, she shook her head, and looked at Situ Han again...

Although the man Fu Miaomiao found was too good-looking, but in this city, it is not enough to have only a face, without status, at best, he is just an embroidered pillow.

Fu Yan'er glanced at Xu Xiaotang standing beside her from the corner of her eye, and felt even more proud.

But she didn't show anything, and continued to speak earnestly, "Miaomiao, the little girl has no malicious intentions. Although this is not a formal occasion, it is really a pity that your husband wears a cottage. How about this? I will ask the school to prepare one." You asked your husband to change the clothes."

Fu Miaomiao: "..."

She understood now that Fu Yan'er and that ugly guy were in the same group, and they formed a group to laugh at Situ Han just to slap her in the face.

Ah……

Childish is dead.

Fu Miaomiao's small hand on the back tightened Situ Han's big palm, and she knew that Situ Han must be feeling very uncomfortable right now.

It doesn't matter, let's see how she fights a bloody way out.

Everyone here, who has no black material?

It's all in the same circle, who doesn't know who?No one needs to laugh at anyone!

Just when Fu Miaomiao was about to go on a killing spree, her handbag suddenly vibrated.

After giving Fu Yan'er a blank look, Fu Miaomiao opened her clutch bag and took out her cell phone.

Seeing that it was the call from the new boss, Fu Miaomiao, who didn't want to answer the phone, still connected.

On the phone, the voice of Song Yuqin, Fu Miaomiao's new boss, came over, "Miaomiao, good news, the Bottega brand is looking for you to promote, you should prepare, this is a big brand, and there will be a special live broadcast."

Fu Miaomiao: "?"

Bottega?

Looking for her to do promotion?
Are you playing with her?

"Looking for me to do promotion? Did you make a mistake?"

Song Yuqin laughed lightly, "Why did you lie to you? You are indeed the lucky star of our company. Don't forget to prepare. We will have a meeting tomorrow to study the details."

Fu Miaomiao let out an "oh" in bewilderment, and hung up the phone.

Beside her ear, Lolita's sobs continued.

Fu Yan'er comforted Lolita for a while, and seeing that Fu Miaomiao had hung up the phone, she spoke again: "Miaomiao, anyway, the little girl was just telling the truth, you made her cry, it's a bit too much, said Sorry."

Fu Miaomiao looked up at Fu Yan'er while putting the phone in her handbag. After a moment of silence, she suddenly laughed.

"Do you know that she's telling the truth? My husband's clothes are custom-made, and I need you guys who don't know anything to express your opinion? You have eaten too much soy sauce, so I'm so free, just staring at other people's clothes , You guys are making such a fuss about a piece of clothing, I really love you guys who have never seen the world."

Although Fu Miaomiao was talking about Fu Yan'er and Lolita, those who watched the scene were indeed offended.

They just want to watch the excitement, and they don't mind being more lively.

"Well, since you said it was a private order, there must be a serial number. I happen to know the designer. If you tell me the serial number, I'll check it out."