Chapter 219 I Can Try to Take a Look

Yu Nanchen leaned down and whispered in her ear, "If you win the championship, I can consider it."

Yan Luo raised her lips in a happy arc, and she childishly stretched out her little finger, "Then let's make a pinky promise."

Yu Nanchen has always been disdainful of such childish behavior, but if the other party is Yan Luo, he is willing to cooperate.

He stretched out his pinky finger and hooked it around hers, "I won't lie to you."

Yan Luo jumped up happily and hugged him, "See you tonight!"

Yu Nanchen nodded, "See you tonight."

Song Yang: I'm standing next to the car door, you two can just be so affectionate like this, okay?

Watching Yu Nanchen getting into the car and him looking at herself, Yan Luo's heart was filled with happiness.

She waved at him until the car was no longer visible.

oops!

It’s another beautiful day!

Go home to catch up on some sleep and then go get ready for your dress.

But she didn't expect that her sleep was over after only two hours.

The doorbell rang, not in an impatient way, but in a very polite way.

Yan Luo threw back the blanket, got out of bed, and walked to the door.

Through the door, she saw six women wearing branded work clothes and exquisite makeup standing at the door, each followed by a man carrying a suitcase.

She opened the door.

Everyone outside the door bowed 90 degrees and said in a loud voice, "Ms. Yan, good morning!"

Six women began to introduce themselves.

"Hello, Ms. Yan. I am the sales manager of the HX brand."

"Hello, Ms. Yan. I am the sales manager of the LV brand."

"Hello, Ms. Yan. I am the sales manager of the CHANEL brand."

"Hello, Ms. Yan. I am the sales manager of the DM brand."

"Hello, Ms. Yan. I am the sales manager of the DIOR brand."

"Hello, Ms. Yan. I am the sales manager of the PRADA brand."

Yan Luo raised her eyebrows. This was not arranged by her. Could it be Yu Nanchen?

She sent a WeChat message.

——Was this arranged by Nanchen?

Yu Nanchen: Do you like it?

--like.

Yu Nanchen: As long as you like it.

——Then I’ll pick a few.

Yu Nanchen: They are all gifts for you, just accept them all.

--Miss you.

Yu Nanchen: Yeah.

Yan Luo was so happy that he almost grew little wings and flew away.

These were all world-class brand sales managers arranged by Yu Nanchen, who personally came to her home to deliver the dresses.

The men all moved in a professional and unified manner. They took out a folding hanger from the suitcase, took out the dresses and daily clothes from the suitcase one by one and hung them on the hanger, as well as the exquisite jewelry boxes.

Because one dress is needed for walking the red carpet in the evening, three dresses are needed for the three events, and two backup dresses are needed to prevent accidents, so a total of six dresses need to be selected.

The sales managers of the six brands said that some of these models are limited editions with very small quantities, while others are unique, with only one in the world, including the jewelry.

They put their dresses in the cloakroom and left.

Yan Luo took a look around and found that these formal dresses and everyday clothes had one thing in common: they were very conservative.

She burst out laughing. This man was always so possessive.

She took out her old dress, put it on, lifted her long hair, turned her back to the dressing mirror, took a photo and sent it over.

Not long after, Yu Nanchen's message came: I didn't choose this one.

——Doesn’t it look good?

Yan Luo looked at the backless dress in the mirror, and her snow-white back dazzled her eyes.

Yu Nanchen: It’s okay to let your hair down.

Yan Luo tried to hold back his laughter, then turned sideways and took another photo.

The man sitting in the back seat of the car frowned. Her slim black dress wrapped around her slender body, and the high slit revealed her straight and slender legs.

He replied: This skirt makes your legs look thick and short.

Yan Luo laughed out loud when he saw the message. He really didn't want her to show any of her body.

She replied: I will only wear this outfit for Nanchen to see. Others may think it is ugly, but I know Nanchen won’t think it is ugly.

Yu Nanchen: I can barely take a look.

Yan Luo couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter.

She replied: I also have deep V ones.

After waiting for two minutes, there was no reply from the other party, so Yan Luo stopped sending messages.

And someone who didn't reply to the message, at this moment, leaned his head back against the backrest, rubbing his nose bone with his hand. In his mind, there appeared the image of Yan Luo lying on his side on the bed, with his hands tightly clutching his clothes, looking both pure and lustful.

He narrowed his eyes suddenly, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, put his lips against the bottle mouth, and soon the bottle was empty.

He kicked the backrest of the car, "Song Yang, drive faster."

Song Yang glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Yes."

He knew that his grandfather wanted to finish the meeting quickly and go back to see Miss Yan earlier.

Tsk!

This Miss Yan has taken advantage of her father completely.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell of Yan Luo's house rang again.

Yan Luo opened the door and saw two women standing at the door.

The older, gentle-looking woman nodded slightly, "Ms. Yan, I'm Rebecca, and this is my assistant Xiaoxi. We were arranged by Mr. Yu to do your makeup and styling."

Rebecca, the most famous makeup artist in China, is worth a fortune.

Yan Luo bent his lips and said, "You two, please come in."

The three of them came to the bedroom. The assistant put the dressing box on the side of the dressing table. Rebecca looked at the six dresses hanging on the hanger and asked, "Ms. Yan, which dress do you want to wear on the red carpet?"

Yan Luo pointed at the black one-shoulder slim fishtail skirt.

Rebecca made an OK gesture and said, "We can change into your dresses first, and then I'll do your makeup and hair."

Yan Luo quickly put on her makeup, and Rebecca applied it based on her overall appearance. "Ms. Yan has the most delicate and beautiful skin among all the customers I have ever met. She is perfect without any makeup."

Yan Luo smiled, "Thank you."

Rebecca looked at Xiaoxi, "Plug in the curling iron."

Xiaoxi did as she was told.

Half an hour later, makeup was done.

Yan Luo looked at herself in the mirror and curled her lips in satisfaction, "Thank you both."

The one-shoulder design reveals the woman's delicate collarbone, the black dress makes her snow-white skin look even more radiant, and the slightly curly black hair makes her look a little lazy and uninhibited.

Two words: perfect.

Rebecca said, "The car is downstairs. It's five o'clock in the afternoon and the game starts at six o'clock. It's a good time for us to leave now."

At this time, Yan Luo's cell phone was buzzing on the table.

She picked it up and saw that it was Qiao Sen.

"Sister Luo, Sister Jing and I are almost at the convention center."

"Got it, find a good seat, I'll be there in a minute."

She looked at Rebecca and said, "Let's go."

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the entrance of the convention center.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door. Yan Luo, Rebecca and Xiao Xi got out.

Yan Luo and Rebecca walked together, Xiao Xi followed behind carrying a suitcase, and the three of them walked onto the red carpet.

Every year, the socialite pageant attracts many high-profile celebrities to watch, and the red carpet scene is as spectacular as that of stars walking the red carpet at a film festival.

Reporters and media on both sides held up microphones, cameras and video cameras to capture this unprecedented event.

"Ms. Yan, are you confident about this year's celebrity pageant?"

"Ms. Yan, I heard that you are the eldest daughter of the Yan family, but why are you not present with the Yan family today? Are the rumors that you two are not getting along true?"

"Ms. Yan, there are rumors that you and Ms. Yan Shasha are not on good terms. Is it because of Master Yu?"

"Ms. Yan, Ms. Yan Shasha is about to become Mr. Yu's fiancée. Does this count as a third party interfering?"

"Ms. Yan, I heard that you grew up among men. Is that true?"

"Ms. Yan, there are rumors that you have never been to school. Is that true?"

"Ms. Yan, was it because of Master Yu that we were able to hire makeup artist Rebecca?"

......

Various questioning voices were heard, and Yan Luo lifted his black hair.

She raised her red lips, "Hearsay, rumors, rumors from the outside world, since you are not sure whether these things are true or not, you use them to question me. I want to ask you how you can be reporters, bringing some things that cannot be verified to the stage, are you trying to attract the public's attention or do you like to slander others for fun? Are you responsible for the responsibilities and missions of being a reporter? Are you worthy of the title of the uncrowned king? After I win the championship today, I hope you can take the initiative to stand up and give me compensation and apologize!"

Yan Luo was about to leave when someone called out, "Ms. Yan Shasha is here."

"Ms. Yan, when are you and Mr. Yu going to get engaged?"

"Ms. Yan, there are rumors that Yan Luo, the daughter of the Yan family, interfered in the relationship between you and Master Yu. What do you think?"

"Ms. Yan, you have won the title of the socialite contest for two years in a row. Tonight, the daughter of the Yan family is full of confidence. What do you think of this?"

......

Yan Luo crossed her arms and looked at Yan Shasha, who was wearing a princess dress and a princess crystal hairpin. Behind her followed Yan Pingchuan and Meng Jinxi.

Yan Shasha smiled, "When good things are about to happen, I will naturally tell everyone. As for someone getting in between me and Nanchen, I think my relationship with Nanchen is stronger than gold, and no one can break us up. I will win the championship tonight, I am very confident."

Yan Luo walked up to Yan Shasha and said, "Yan Shasha, you just said that you and Nanchen have a bond stronger than gold. Do you dare to say it again in front of Nanchen?"

Yan Shasha smiled faintly, "I don't need to prove anything to anyone. Sorry, please make way."

Yan Luo chuckled, "Nan Chen has never liked you, it's just your will. You're creating an ambiguous feeling between you and him outside, and in the end you're the one who's embarrassed."

Yan Shasha narrowed her eyes, "Do you think you can enter the Yu family? Grandma won't agree."

Yan Luo tilted his head and smiled, "Do you think Yu Nanchen is a man who can be manipulated by others?"

Yan Pingchuan snorted coldly, "My daughter is a rough diamond, and you are nothing but a piece of rotten mud."

Yan Luo suddenly took a step back, "I'm so sorry, your shit sprayed a little far."

Yan Pingchuan clenched his fists, wishing he could beat the arrogant woman in front of him to death.

Suddenly, Meng Jinxi whispered something, and Yan Shasha quickly turned and walked towards the entrance, only to see the Yu family walking on the red carpet.