Chapter: 111

Jian Ran knew that she couldn't hide it, so she shook her head and said honestly: "No more. The dress is the most flattering. What if I eat too much and lose your face by showing my big belly?"

Hearing this, Qin Yue smiled disdainfully: "I don't dislike it."

As for the others, what have we to do with you?

He spoke very seriously, Jian Ran couldn't help but chuckled, and asked back: "Then if I become ugly and old, will you despise me?"

Hearing this, Qin Yue was slightly taken aback, then frowned, and really began to think seriously.

Get ugly, get old.

Looking at Jian Ran with a bright smile on the opposite side, Qin Yue seemed to have a hard time imagining how she would grow old and ugly.

But what if it really gets old and ugly?

"If you don't answer for so long, will you really feel disgusted?" Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Jane asked pretending to be disappointed.

"No." This time, Qin Yue quickly gave the answer, "I am older than you, and when your temples are gray, I will also be gray-haired." He paused, then looked straight into Jian Ran's eyes , said, "Very good."

Good.

That's all he said, but Jian Ran understood what he said——

When you have white hair on your temples, I will have gray hair. It would be great if we could be so dependent on each other.

Jian Ran smiled slightly, feeling warm in her heart, she responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Since Jian Ran didn't eat, Qin Yue quickly resolved the battle, pulled Jian Ran, and drove to the dress shop where she was going.

The driver drove, and after about half an hour's drive, the car stopped in front of a villa without any sign.

This is a lonely villa without any neighbors around. In a crowded city like Jiangbei, such a lonely building is not common.

The villa is in Italian Gothic style, and the unique pointed rib vault and stained glass constitute the main decoration of the villa.

There is no famous brand logo on the gate of the villa. If there is no guidance, it is impossible to tell that this villa is a private clothing studio.

Jian Ran used to study fashion design. Although she is not in the field of design because of those old things, it is her hobby after all, so she always pays more attention to this field.

She is familiar with all the major clothing studios in Jiangbei, and the style and characteristics of each studio are also engraved in her heart. However, she had never heard of such a studio.

Now, standing in front of this exotic villa, she stopped and watched, full of reverie.

Qin Yue took her hand and pushed open the door of the villa.

As soon as she entered the door, Jian Ran was frightened by the luxurious decoration in the room, and she looked at Qin Yue with some unease. With such a splendid interior decoration, the price here must be very expensive, right?

Qin Yue saw what was going on in her heart, and held her hand tighter as if to comfort her, and said softly, "It's okay, my friend opened this place."

Jian Ran was a little relieved, and wanted to say something, when a foreign girl dressed in a gothic style came up to her. She was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she looked as delicate and lovely as a doll.

She first curtseyed to Qin Yue, with an elegant posture like a princess, not at all like a waiter. She smiled: "Mr. Qin, Buongiorno."

"Buongiorno." Qin Yue nodded his head lightly and responded politely.

They were speaking Italian, and Jian Ran didn't understand it. Just when she didn't know what to do, the beautiful foreign girl turned around, bowed to her, and said in broken Chinese with a foreign accent: "Mrs. Qin ,Hello."

Jian Ran smiled politely: "Hello!"