Fang Zongtao's eyes lit up.

Song Yi went on to say: "We can also take some things to auction and contribute to Hong Kong!"

This matter can be done. She hurriedly said happily: "I will go."

Song Yi checked the time and said, "The auction will start at 7 o'clock. Since it is a charity sale, there will be reporters taking pictures. Men need to wear suits and women need to wear evening gowns. I will prepare it for you in a while. Think about it. What should you take to the auction?"

Antiques are definitely not an option, because who knows who will buy them in the end. Also, she is willing to part with cheap items, but she is afraid that people will laugh at her if she sells them out, and no one will appreciate them.

She was reluctant to take the expensive and valuable things.

Only jewelry can be moved.

And her jewelry can't be touched.

Since there are reporters taking pictures, it is a very honorable thing. Why should she pay for it while Song Yi is given a chance to make herself look good?

Don't think that giving her a big jar will make her generous.

"Little Pomegranate, show me your jewelry collection!"

When she went over, Song Yi was carefully choosing an evening gown in the cloakroom.

The clothes that I thought were very good before suddenly seem very bad.

No matter how I choose, none of them is suitable.

Song Yi said seriously without even raising his head: "Wait a minute, I'll finish choosing the clothes."

She felt conflicted for him when she saw him choosing clothes.

I picked up an item from the shelf at random. It was a handmade crescent-white embroidered cheongsam.

"That's it."

Song Yi took a glance and immediately hung the cheongsam on the rack.

"The cheongsam is too tight. It was bought based on your body shape ten years ago. It definitely won't fit you now."

When Fang Zongtao heard such a confident tone, he kicked the door shut and treated it as an interview.

Who said she couldn't wear it? She had just pulled it, and the cheongsam was elastic.

Song Yi didn't expect that she would put it on directly. He stared at her, and only retracted his burning eyes after she buttoned up her clothes.

I used to envy others wearing cheongsams, but why do I feel so uncomfortable wearing them myself?

It's like being tied to my body and I can't even move my legs when walking.

She walked to the dressing mirror and turned around.

“This one, please.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yi denied it.

"This one won't do!" Song Yi said, and immediately walked over and lowered the hem of her skirt that had been lifted to her waist.

He glanced at the two tightest parts of the skirt without leaving any trace, and as if afraid of being discovered, he quickly retracted his gaze and said, "This skirt is too tight. If you like this style, we can order a looser one tomorrow."

She looked in the mirror, turned around, and turned sideways.

I forgot that she is not a tablet anymore.

“It seems a bit conspicuous.”

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly, "It's like this even when standing. It will definitely be more uncomfortable when sitting down. You need to wear high heels. We don't have high heels at home."

Fang Zongtang glanced at him unhappily: "Who are you kidding? It's not like I haven't seen it before, don't I know whether it's there or not?"

Song Yi knew he couldn't fool her, so he changed his method.

"I'll get them for you. Put them on and walk around, then you'll know if you try them." A light flashed in Song Yi's eyes, and he quickly went to get the shoes.

It’s not that you can’t wear it, you can wear it at home.

Song Yi could hardly suppress the smile along the way, and when he returned to the cloakroom, he quickly put away his smile.

After putting on the three-inch high heels, she kept staring at them curiously.

Her great-grandfather originally raised her as a boy, and her own personality was also more like a boy's. It was only after she was with Shi Liuzi that she would occasionally have some ideas.

For example, when I see a girl wearing a skirt and high heels on the street, I will imagine what she will look like when she puts on them.

When she grew up, her first skirt was bought by Song Yi!