"Ms. Feng, let's change our clothes."

"good."

...

After Haitang came out after changing her clothes, the designer squatted down personally and changed a pair of black embroidered Mary Jane shoes for her. The shoes were very cleverly designed, with slightly high heels, which matched Haitang's height so that the polar long cheongsam just covered the shoe surface, but when she slightly raised her steps, her perfect legs could be seen, looming.

"Ms. Feng, this is a clutch."

The designer handed over a very small patent leather clutch, simple black, but the leather was very strong and the style was very elegant.

...

Haitang stood in front of the mirror and raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction.

Feng Zihao had also packed up, and just wanted to come in and get Haitang a drink, but as soon as he entered the room, he couldn't take his eyes away.

The little girl in front of me is like the most distinguished lady in the Republic of China. Her every smile and every move are like a living template. One glance will make people unforgettable...

"Tangtang, very beautiful."

"Thank you, this designer has great taste."

The designer smiled happily, "Ms. Feng, do you mind taking a photo with me? I want to record it."

"Can."

Feng Zihao wanted to stop her. Generally, wealthy families like them would not easily show their faces in front of others. But when he saw Haitang smiling happily and opening her mouth, he did not try to stop her.

The designer and Haitang stood together, very gentlemanly, without any overstepping of the mark. The makeup artist took a few photos of the two of them.

"Ms. Feng, my name is Da K, this is my business card. If there is a chance in the future, I would like to design clothes for you."

"Okay, I like your design very much. I'll give you my contact information later. If you find something suitable in the future, you can send it to me directly."

"My pleasure."

Seeing that the service was over, several people left in an orderly manner.

...

Haitang looked in the mirror, took out her phone to take two pictures, and sent them to Leng Qingfan.

(/Picture, I'm going out, what are you doing?)

Without waiting for his reply, she turned off the screen and asked Feng Zihao, "When are we leaving?"

"About half an hour later."

Feng Zihao came up to Haitang and wanted to kiss her, but Haitang blocked him, "No, I have makeup on my face."

Feng Zihao shrugged, a bit of regret on his face, "Then I'll go downstairs to get ready, Tangtang can come down after you take a rest."

"Um."

...

When we arrived at Gu's house, the time was just right. Luxury cars were pulling up in front of the door one after another, and the people who got out were all well-known figures in this circle.

The driver drove a long version of Phantom that day. The two brothers Feng Zihao and Feng Ziyi looked almost the same, but their temperaments were completely different, making it easy to tell them apart.

They dressed up carefully, wearing two styles of suits, one black and one gray. They stepped out with their long legs and stood in front of the car. They had an upright posture and good looks, so it was hard not to attract attention.

Feng Zihao stretched his left hand into the car, holding the frame with his right hand, in a very gentlemanly posture. Then a pair of delicate hands rested on his hands.

Many people cast their eyes.

Haitang lifted her skirt slightly, and first a pair of snow-white jade feet came out. Then she bent down and got out of the car, revealing a small face that was enough to astonish everyone.

...

"Who is this?"

"Feng Zihao's female companion? Which family's daughter?"

"I've never seen this girl before."

"Maybe she is the daughter of a poor family."

"She is even prettier than the most popular movie queen."

...