Ruo looked at her meaningfully. “That’s hard to say.”
“Ha!” Ying Xiaoxiao snorted. “No way!”
It wasn’t that she lacked confidence, but Corey’s mind was too unpredictable, and she dared not keep her expectations too high.
“Don’t judge too soon.” Rosiley smiled meaningfully.
Ying Xiaoxiao sighed heavily. “Forget it. Let’s not talk about it.”
The more they talked about it, the more depressing it got. She’d rather let go of it.
Rosiley smiled and said nothing else.
Yin Xiaoxiao went on to eat her meal, then remembered something and looked up at her. “Remember to go shopping for a formal dress after work. The charity gala will be held in two days.”
Rosiley smiled and said, “Sure, I’ll remember.”
“And remember to call Yayoi too,” Ying Xiaoxiao added.
“I’ll remember that too.” Rosiley shook her head and smiled again.
‘Love’ was a famous wedding gown design studio that also designed all kinds of evening dresses.
It was said that the owner was an elegant and graceful lady. She was nearly forty years old but had never gotten married because she would rather be single than make do with someone and live a mundane life that involved tedious household chores.
She sounded like someone with a strong personality.
Fortunately, when the three of them arrived at the studio, the charismatic owner just happened to be there too.
When the receptionist whispered to them that their boss was present, all three of them looked over at the same time.
The lady in question was in the middle of a conversation with her staff, and perhaps she felt their gaze, as she looked over and nodded at them politely. Her ageless face was adorned with exquisite makeup, and even a faint smile of hers was particularly captivating.
“Such a beauty, just like we heard,” Rosiley sighed and thought to herself.
The studio hall displayed a wide array of dazzling gowns, each one of them looking super gorgeous.
It was a major dilemma for Ying Xiaoxiao.
“What should I do? I really want to take them all home!” Ying Xiaoxiao caressed the laces on one of the evening dresses affectionately.
“Me too.” Yayoi seemed equally indecisive.
“Then why don’t you wrap all of them up and take them home.” Rosiley gave her an irritable glance.
Ying Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly. “Unfortunately, I don’t have that much money.”
“Me neither.”
Yayoi pouted and looked at Rosiley with puppy-dog eyes.
“Then just pick one.” Knowing very well that they could spend the whole day there if they were left to their own devices, Rosiley sighed reluctantly and said, “I’ll help you choose.”
Just when the three of them were browsing through the dresses, another couple walked into the exhibition hall.
“Yichen, it’s all your fault. What if I can’t fit in the wedding gown when my belly grows big?”
It was a pretentious yet familiar voice.
Rosiley frowned and turned to look in the direction of the voice. When she saw the pair, she scoffed in surprise. It was such a small world that they had actually bumped into these two even in here!
“Rosiley, what do you think of this one?” Yayoi picked a dress and asked Rosiley for her opinion, but the latter was obviously distracted by something and didn’t hear her at all.
Out of curiosity, she also looked in that direction, and her gaze suddenly turned cold.
Why would Yang Qianqian and Han Yichen be here?
“Sh*t! What is that disgusting pair doing here?”
It was obvious that Ying Xiaoxiao had seen the pair too, and she berated them straight away.
Hearing her voice, Yang Qianqian and Han Yichen both turned around, and as soon as they saw them, Yang Qianqian sneered and said, “Such a small world!”