Chapter 881: When Tang Feng returned to the villa at the small fashion exhibition, he unexpectedly discovered that Lin Mengjia and Kong Qinghua had already returned.

However, it was obvious that Lin Mengjia was not worried about what Tang Feng mentioned about her, because they were obviously in a state of excitement.

On the sofa, carpet, and cabinets in the living room, there were clothes everywhere, with different colors and styles. When Tang Feng entered the door, he almost thought he had walked into a high-end clothing store.

Lin Mengjia and Kong Qinghua were very excited and changed their clothes for a while, walked out of the cloakroom, and let everyone sitting on the sofa see which one is more beautiful.

On the sofa, there were naturally Lin’s mother, Lin Mengjia’s aunt, the old housekeeper and Shangguan.

The four people had different eyes, Lin's mother and aunt were smiling, and they were very expert advice. The old butler smiled kindly, and Shangguan had no expression on his face. She nodded and said yes for every thing.

On the other side, the little girl was sitting on the stairs with Feixue, looking at her mother and Aunt Kong who were running around like a butterfly with a helpless look.

Tang Feng had no idea that he had just been wasting a half-day at Rong Guocheng, and the fashion show started at home.

"How is this?"

Lin Mengjia walked out in an off-shoulder sky blue dress and walked around the living room.

At her feet was a long white dress that almost tripped her.

"This one is pretty, but there are too many things here."

Lin's mother pointed at Lin Mengjia's shoulder with her finger and shook her head with a smile, "You are not a little girl anymore. Wearing like this will attract attention."

Kong Qinghua was standing sideways beside a cabinet, stretching out his hand to choose the ones that match his dresses from a pile of jewelry on it. Hearing Lin’s mother say this, he smiled and said, “Auntie, we are still young, we are just eighteen years old this year, aren’t you, Jia Jia?”

Lin Mengjia was smiling. When she saw Tang Feng coming in, she smiled and approached him with a clever smile. She deliberately put her shoulders in front of him and said, "Tang Feng, do you see that I am wearing this dress, are you beautiful?"

Tang Feng just took a look, then took off his coat, put it on her shoulder, and said expressionlessly: "This is more beautiful."

There was a burst of laughter in the living room.

Even Feixue, who was lying on the ground, raised her head, and the light flashed in her eyes. The little girl couldn't stop smiling, and her laughter was crisp.

Lin Mengjia's aunt smiled and said, "It's not bad, I think it's much better."

Lin Mengjia looked speechless and rolled her eyes.

Kong Qinghua smiled and said, "I suddenly smelled a big lemon smell. Could it be that Uncle Zhang prepared lemonade?"

The old butler smiled and said, "Miss Kong wants it, I'll prepare now."

Lin's mother covered her mouth and stopped smiling, and said, "Jia Jia, your dress is really not suitable. You should change into a more dignified and mature one."

"Yes, Jiajia, you just listen to your mother. Don't imitate those female celebrities and dress like this."

The woman followed.

While the few people were talking, Tang Feng had already arrived near the sofa and saw that there was no place to stay on it. He picked up two pieces and said, "Don't tell me, these dresses are all bought by you just now."

He saw that both dresses were brand new and had no sign of wearing them. It was impossible for them to be purchased before.

Lin Mengjia smiled and said, "After all, we are the president and general manager of Mengtang Group. If we need to wear a dress to attend a banquet, we still have to buy it ourselves?"

Tang Feng looked puzzled.

Kong Qinghua turned his head and looked at her with a smile on his face, saying, "These big brands know that we are going to attend the dinner, so they come to provide clothes on their own. They have received them one after another in the past two days, and there will be new ones tomorrow."

Tang Feng smiled and said, "You are really similar to female celebrities. You even sponsor clothing. Will someone ask you to be the brand spokesperson in some days?"

"However, but we will naturally not agree," Lin Mengjia took the two dresses from Tang Feng's hand, walked towards the cloakroom with a smile, and said, "I only know how to give my own brand and be the spokesperson."

So, the whole night was spent in the joy of changing clothes between Lin Mengjia and Kong Qinghua.

Before, Lin Mengjia still had some grudges about Ruan Kant and Xuanmen, but after receiving Tang Feng's guarantee, she felt relieved and all her thoughts were on how dazzling she was.

All women are probably like this.

Even this dinner is not important to them, and they have no interest in it, but when they match it with clothes and jewelry, they have great enthusiasm.

Lin’s mother and Lin Mengjia’s aunt looked at her for a while and went back to rest. The little girl also took Feixue away, so the old housekeeper naturally went to do other things.

In the living room, only Tang Feng and Shangguan were left. They looked at the two of them speechlessly, like they were performing at the same time, and they exchanged various dresses and jewelry over and over again, trying to find the most perfect match.

Suddenly he thought that fortunately he asked Zixuan to go to Xijing, otherwise if she was here, it would be even more lively.

Fortunately, Shangguan was not interested in this.

Although she also wanted to accompany Lin Mengjia, she didn't care about her clothes. She casually wore a suit and was heroic and simple and generous, which made her look slender and refreshing.

Not only did she match clothes, Lin Mengjia also called a familiar makeup artist and asked her to come over early tomorrow morning to help her design makeup that matches the dress with Kong Qinghua.

Almost midnight, the two of them were still unsure what dress they were going to wear.

Lin Mengjia suddenly thought of something, slapped her forehead and said to Tang Feng: "I almost forgot, what are you going to wear tomorrow?"

Tang Feng rubbed his eyebrows with his hands and said, "Just wear whatever you want. I'm going to a dinner, not a fashion show, so I don't need to go up to the runway."

"That won't work," Kong Qinghua shook his head while opening the packaging of a brand new dress. "In this case, we will naturally wear it more formally. I don't know how many reporters will be waiting to take photos."

Lin Mengjia pinched her chin with her hands and said thoughtfully: "It doesn't need to be too troublesome. Just wear a casual suit, but it's too late to customize it now. Fortunately, Tang Feng's figure is standard enough. There is no problem with the spot size as long as it is suitable for wearing. Why not buy one tomorrow?"
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