Chapter: 112
The girl seemed to like Jian Ran very much, and seeing Jian Ran's smile became brighter and brighter: "My name is Julie, today, I'll take you to see the clothes."
Julie's Chinese is not particularly fluent, and she stumbles when speaking, but she has an amiable smile and is lovable.
After introducing herself, Julie led Qin Yue and Jian Ran inside.
The villa is very spacious, the walls are covered with various famous paintings, and the rooms are filled with all kinds of items full of historical charm. The whole villa is not like a clothing studio, but more like a museum, showing the profoundness of the owner everywhere. heritage.
Julie led them up the long spiral staircase while saying, "The clothes are on the second floor."
When going upstairs, Jane found that there seemed to be no one else here except them, neither other staff nor customers... She couldn't help but wonder, is this really a shop?
The furnishings on the second floor are different from those on the first floor. All the famous paintings and antiques on display on the first floor are gone on this floor. On this floor, there are only a dazzling array of fabrics and countless clothes, as if it is an ocean of clothes.
Looking at the full clothes, Jian Ran suddenly felt excited.
No matter how much time has passed, no matter how much she doesn't want to recall, her love of fashion design has not cooled.
She thought a lot, picked up the paintbrush again, and designed a perfect wedding dress for herself.
She tried it before, but before the wedding dress was finished, she died in the collective betrayal of her relatives and lovers. After that, she never thought about it again.
Jian Ran couldn't help but look at Qin Yue at the side——
Qin Yue, can I hold the paintbrush for you again?
Qin Yue felt Jian Ran's gaze, and turned his head to look at her. He knew that she used to be a very talented fashion designer, but she gave up that dream because of the turmoil three years ago.
Betrayed by relatives and lovers, shattered dreams... How did this weak body endure such suffering back then?
Qin Yue couldn't help feeling distressed, he would never, never let anyone hurt her again.
"Go and try." Qin Yue said, "Choose what you like."
Jian Ran nodded, and walked into the sea of clothes - fishtail skirts, pettiskirts, pleated gauze skirts... all kinds of beautiful clothes are endless, pure, seductive, sexy... what kind There are all types. The design of each piece made her amazed and applauded.
She couldn't help but look for the logo of the clothes, wanting to know which designer these clothes came from, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't find any logo, just like this villa.
"What's the matter, don't you like it?" Jian Ran, who was in a daze, suddenly had a big palm around her waist, and a low, sexy and caring voice reached her ears, making her body shiver slightly.
She shook her head: "I like it, I like it very much."
"Then why don't you wear it?" Qin Yue put his head on Jian Ran's hair and asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know what to choose." Jian Ran rubbed Qin Yue's neck like a kitten, and said coquettishly: "Mr. Qin, help me choose one."
A soft voice sounded in Qin Yue's ears, and his heart suddenly felt itchy. He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Jian Ran's ear, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."
After finishing speaking, Qin Yue let go of Jian Ran, and started picking up clothes for Jian Ran seriously.
He looked around, but none of the clothes could stop his gaze for a moment. After a while, he turned to Julie who was beside him and said, "Where's Ivan's Butterfly Love?"
"Ivan said he couldn't give it to you, but it's for Ivan's, the bride's." Julie responded jerky.
"Give it to me." Qin Yue said, his voice was not heavy but he could not refuse.
Julie pursed her mouth in grievance, but under the pressure of Qin Yue, Julie still went to get the dress named [Dielian] honestly.
After Julie left, Jian Ran couldn't help asking: "Ivan? Is it... the Italian designer?"