Chapter 87 Sang Rou's Child

After a brief greeting, she took the time to put on makeup and then changed into her dress.

Gu Xing's suit was chosen based on the data given by Ruan Xingmian and was quickly made by Ai Shang Studio.

Ai Shang Studio attaches great importance to Ruan Xingyue's needs, and is responsive and meticulous in details.

It is obvious that Lu Yiman is really satisfied with his former daughter-in-law.

There are separate dressing rooms for men and women.

The person in charge of banquet planning couldn't find Lu Tian, ​​so he could only contact Lan Lan who was beside Ruan Xingyue.

In the past, Lanlan only took care of Lu Tian's food, clothing, housing and transportation, and was forced to be a punching bag.

She never took any ideas from the banquet and had to ask Ruan Xingyue for every little thing. After several times, both she and Ruan Xingyue were exhausted.

Ruan Xingyue was putting on makeup and asked her to sit down and drink some water first: "You are the one by my side, you have to learn to figure out my thoughts. For many small things, as long as they are beneficial to me, you can make the decision for me.

At a banquet like this, if there are major problems, it's the fault of the person in charge of planning. If there are minor problems, I won't blame you. Remember that?"

Lanlan nodded repeatedly, drank half a bottle of water, and had a look of reliance in her eyes.

Ruan Xingmian's makeup was done first. Ruan Xingyue specifically instructed that she only need to wear light makeup and use cosmetics that can be used by pregnant women.

Her hair was loose, and her bangs were deliberately curled, fitting her delicate facial features.

The long hair is divided into a 2:8 part, braided from the right side of the head, pulled to the left side and tied into a low ponytail, with a green bamboo leaf hairpin just above the bun.

The dress was chosen by Ruan Xingyue. She has loved dressing up her sister since she was a child and can't stand Ruan Xingmian's childish high school student style.

The green dress that Ruan Xingmian is wearing now is rich and bright in color, just like new leaves blown by the spring breeze, full of vitality.

The dress adopts a classic one-shoulder design, which perfectly shows off her delicate collarbone and graceful shoulder line, making her look as elegant as a swan's neck.

The puff sleeves on the shoulders are embellished with round pearls, each of which is evenly sized and sparkles with a soft halo under the light, adding a touch of sweetness and nobility.

Around her waist, a belt inlaid with fine diamonds outlines her slender waist. The diamonds complement each other, shining like stars, echoing the sequins on the dress.

The sequins are like stars in the night sky, scattered on the fluffy skirt.

The skirt is wide and layered, made from multiple layers of lightweight gauze fabric, creating a dreamy and fluffy feel.

Ruan Xingmian is tall, with long and straight legs. She wears a pair of simple flat leather shoes, but she still holds up this dress with a strong sense of design.

She took two casual steps, like an elf princess walking out of the forest.

Ruan Xingmian looked at herself in the mirror, she was so beautiful that she couldn't recognize herself.

Ruan Xingyue stood behind her with her arms folded. "You were very conceited when you were little, but you've become more reserved as you've grown up."

Ruan Xingmian looked back at her sister and said, "I feel really happy, but I'm too embarrassed to say it."

Ruan Xingyue reached out and touched the curly hair that fell beside her cheek: "My Mianmian is very beautiful."

Xu Jiaojiao covered her forehead with her hands and couldn't bear to watch. She didn't want to play with the sister-con.

Ruan Xingmian smiled sweetly, "Sister, I want to see you change into your dress."

Lanlan just happened to be pushing Ruan Xingyue's dress over and opened the dust cover in front of everyone.

When they opened it for the first time, everyone was stunned.

Ruan Xingmian immediately took action and pulled it.

Frowning, he said, "This isn't the one my sister picked."

Ruan Xingyue had never tried on this dress before.

Tubetop, tight fitting, fully enclosed small skirt.

Lan Lan looked down, her eyes filled with panic. "I've confirmed that this isn't the one being pushed in. It's the one from the old election."

Ruan Xingyue raised her hand to tell them not to panic: "Someone is trying to cause trouble, calm down first."

Xu Jiaojiao, who was playing with her cell phone, stood up and walked over, turning around with her pregnant belly to look at the dress that made everyone unhappy.

"Who is so stupid as to treat you like a Japanese? This skirt is as tight as a Japanese kimono. If you wear it, it will take you half an hour to walk from here to the stage. If you don't have anyone to hold you up, you will fall down in public..."

It's obvious that he wants to mess with the heroine of today's birthday party.

Before he could finish his words, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Lu Yiman, dressed in a ginger-red suit, came in cheerfully: "I came to see my daughter-in-law. Have you tried on the clothes I picked for you personally?"

Ruan Xingyue understood that he was playing tricks on her and changing his orders every day.

"Mr. Lu, does Professor Lu know your plan?"

Lu Yiman came over, patted her shoulder, and said kindly: "Compared to a goddaughter, I think a daughter-in-law is more in my best interest. Announce the wedding today, get married next month, and announce the pregnancy the month after that."

Ruan Xingyue raised her eyebrows: "Have you found Sang Rou?"

Lu Yiman shrugged nonchalantly: "She's smart enough. She came to me on her own."

She held Ruan Xingyue's hand. "However, I still prefer you to be my daughter-in-law. Those big-breasted, brainless women are just clever. I still like your brilliant mind. From now on, Sang Rou's child will be yours and Lu Tian's..."

After she finished speaking in a low voice, she patted the back of Ruan Xingyue's hand and said, "Happy birthday, Xingyue. See you on stage in an hour. Mom has prepared a gift for you to change your tone."

Before leaving, she suddenly turned around and said, "No need to look for Lu Yibo. Sister Xinlan has issued a critical illness notice. I'm afraid he can't spare the time today."

Lu Yiman came and went in a hurry with a determined smile on his face.

The door closed and the dressing room was silent for a few seconds.

Ruan Xingyue was the first to calm down. She found her cell phone and called Professor Lu to check on his wife's condition.

Lu Yibo was a little excited: "The nurse said Xinlan moved her fingers many times today. The doctor said her lung infection is recovering. Xingyue, she is also working hard."

Ruan Xingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Yi Bo asked her if there was anything wrong.

Ruan Xingyue smiled lightly: "It's okay, teacher, wait until I finish here and go see the teacher's wife."

She can handle the current situation.

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Xingyue immediately called Li Te.

I caught a glimpse of my sister changing out of her green dress and bending over to examine the dress with its petite hem.

Ruan Xingyue tugged at her: "Go sit down and rest. Watch out for your stomach."

Ruan Xingmian responded obediently, his eyes still filled with thought.

Li Te answered the phone, and Ruan Xingyue went straight to the point: "Good evening, Doctor Li. I'm Xingyue. Have the results of the blood sample I asked you to find someone to test last time come out?"

Li Te received a call from the goddess and suppressed his inner joy. "Xingyue, the results are out. I was just about to call you and send them to you."

"Thank you, Li Te. I'll treat you to dinner someday. Can you send me the electronic version? I need it urgently."

Li Te nodded hurriedly and walked to the computer: "Then I'll send WeChat?"

"Okay, thank you very much."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Xingyue found that her sister not only did not sit back, but squatted down and started studying.

She raised her pretty face and said, "Sister, I can alter this skirt."

Xu Jiaojiao was the first to speak, raising an eyebrow with interest. "How can we change it? This is haute couture. Changing it would be a slap in the face of Amy from Aishang Studio and Mr. Lu from the Lu Group."

Ruan Xingmian curled the hem of her skirt with her fingers and said, "If I don't change, I'll just hand my sister's face over to them and let them hit me."

Ruan Xingyue looked at her confident sister, made a decision, and looked up at the watch on her wrist: "One hour, is it enough?"

"enough."

Ruan Xingmian picked up the tailor's scissors she had asked Lanlan for: "I've already sent a message to Sister Ji Ling. She will bring me the needle and thread I need."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Ling came in breathlessly, carrying a bag: "Welcome, Miss! I'm here to save the day!"

Following Ruan Xingmian's request, Lanlan found a model with a similar figure to Ruan Xingyue and put the dress on the model.

Direct three-dimensional cutting.

Ruan Xingmian pulled up the hem of her skirt, took out a chalkboard, marked two points, then picked up a pair of scissors, decisively cut the first point, and moved all the way up to tear open the hem of her skirt that was restrictive.