Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

"Girl Fanxing. Come and try!"

Lai Rong smiled slightly, "Miss Shen, let's try it, don't let the old lady down."

Shen Fanxing walked over and saw that the old lady was holding a champagne-colored one-shoulder dress. The dress was drawn with smooth lines and stripes with gold thread, which was elegant and noble.

Even the clerk who was waiting beside him said:

"The old lady's vision is really good. This is the latest high-order model that we have just settled in the store. It has just been shipped from France, and it has been in the store for less than two hours."

A glimmer of pride flashed in Mrs. Bo's eyes, "That's the good fortune of my girl Fanxing, she met her as soon as she came back."

The clerk catered, "What the old lady said is."

"Girl Fanxing, go and try!"

So Shen Fanxing was taken to the fitting room by the waiter.

Lai Rong took Mrs. Bo to the waiting area and waited.

"Qianrou, Qianrou, come and see, isn't this dress super beautiful?"

A bright voice suddenly sounded in the quiet store, very abrupt.

The old lady Bo and Lai Rong in the rest area couldn't help frowning.

The two of them both looked up and saw two bright young figures.

One was wearing a pink and white long-sleeved waist-length shirt dress, with a blue Gucci one-shoulder leather bag slung over his shoulders, with long hair over his shoulders, beautiful and lovely.

And the woman she held in her hand, a white shirt tucked into a sweet grey embroidered A-line skirt.

He was wearing a light gray trench coat and a wide-brimmed sun hat on his head, obviously trying to hide from people.

Perhaps it was in a place with few people that the woman dared to raise her head, revealing her beautiful face.

A sharp look flashed in Lai Rong's eyes.

"Old lady..."

"I see it."

With a rare gloom and majesty in the voice of the old lady Bo, she looked coldly at the two young women not far away.

"Well, it's really beautiful."

The woman wearing the hat couldn't help but let out a sigh, and it sounded like she liked this dress very much.

"Then Qianrou, hurry up and try it out. Wearing it at the banquet in a few days will definitely captivate the audience!"

Shen Qianrou smiled softly, "How can it be so exaggerated?"

She said, but still picked up the skirt, a pair of water eyes exuding a few traces of excitement.

This Friday's Banquet of Bo's Consortium, if she wears this dress, maybe it's just as Lin Feifei said... She can stun the audience!

Shen Qianrou was eager to try.

But just when she was about to ask about the size and try it on, the door of the fitting room opened at this time.

Shen Fanxing had already walked out wearing a dress.

Chic, novel and sexy shoulders, neat lines, and a slim fit.

Simple and elegant, coupled with Shen Fanxing's desolate temperament, added a lot of points to this dress.

Lin Feifei and Shen Qianrou were both stunned.

Isn't that dress the one they just fancy?

Sure enough, it's so pretty!

But it took them a while to react, and Lin Feifei immediately frowned in disgust.

"Shen Fanxing, why are you here?!"

Shen Fanxing glanced at them lightly, and her smooth forehead frowned slightly.

It's really a narrow road for enemies!

"Sister! Why are you here?!"

Shen Qianrou instantly restrained the coldness and jealousy in her eyes, her face instantly changed to a look of surprise and surprise, and walked quickly to Shen Fanxing's side.

Shen Fanxing took a step back and looked at her coldly.

"Do you think the water was not very hot last time?!"

Shen Qianrou's face suddenly stiffened, and her footsteps stopped.