Chapter 108

After lunch, Miao Yue's etiquette class ended, and she was dragged by her cheap mother to choose clothes, make up and style.

Looking at the dozens of skirts in different lengths in front of her, Miao Yue asked the stylist next to her with a headache, "Do you have to wear a skirt?"

The stylist glanced at the in-season dresses of major brands hanging next to him, and then at the cheap ones on Miao Yue who may not add up to a hundred, and immediately said contemptuously, "Miss Qi, these are all from major brands." Seasonal dresses from luxury brands, you..."

Hearing the stylist's contemptuous tone and the obvious contempt in her eyes, Miao Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, she folded her arms and leaned casually on the back of the chair, looked at her leisurely and asked, "Are you looking down on me?"

The stylist didn't expect Miao Yue to express her thoughts so bluntly, she froze immediately, recovered after a while, and argued, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't..." Halfway through the sentence, she didn't agree. The icy eyes with no hint of a smile stopped her mouth in shock, and flinched back.

Miao Yue felt that she might be acting too easy to talk, so anyone thought of stepping on her head to try, and seeing the stylist's eyes shrunk back, she said coldly, "You can go!"

The stylist was stunned!What did Miao Yue mean when he didn't realize it for a while?Leng Leng stood there with his clothes on his hands.

Qian Jinyun, who was already dressed, saw that Miao Yue hadn't moved for a long time, so she came over to take a look, but as soon as she entered the door, she saw Miao Yue still wearing her cheap clothes sitting in front of the dressing table, and the stylist was holding a skirt Standing in front of her in a daze, neither makeup nor styling.

Her face suddenly sank, and she said in a deep voice, "What's going on? Why haven't you started yet? Do you know what time it is?"

The stylist came to his senses all of a sudden, quietly stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh, and then replied with red eyes and aggrieved: "Mrs. Qi, it's not that I don't want to make up and style Ms. Qi, it's because she doesn't want to do it." Seeing Miao Yue's half-smile eyes, her complexion suddenly changed, because she suddenly realized that she had lied and slandered her in front of her, and she panicked all of a sudden.

After listening to the stylist's words, Qian Jinyun frowned enough to kill several flies, looked at Miao Yue's half-smile expression, secretly took a deep breath to suppress the anger in her heart, and said with gentle concern: "Why doesn't Yueyue want to do it? Don't you like these clothes?"

Without waiting for Miao Yue to answer the question, she continued on her own, "Then tell mom what you like? Mom will send someone to prepare it for you right away."

Miao Yue glanced lightly at the stylist huddled next to her, and then at the cheap mother who was acting as a gentle and loving mother. She remained silent and didn't speak until the cheap mother couldn't maintain the gentleness and love on the surface, so she didn't rush He said, "Thank you, no need, these skirts are very good. But I need to trouble you to find another stylist."

There is never a shortage of people in this world who look down on others, and she has no obligation to tolerate her rudeness.

Qian Jinyun immediately understood the implication of Miao Yue's words, looked sharply at the panic-stricken stylist, and said in a deep voice, "What did you say to my daughter?"

The stylist hurriedly explained, "Mrs. Qi, I didn't..." Qian Jinyun raised his hand and interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"I don't want to hear your explanation, please pack your things and leave immediately." After Qian Jinyun finished speaking impatiently, she gave Miao Yue a warning look, then turned around and called another stylist.

(End of this chapter)

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