Ye Qingmeng slept until two o'clock in the afternoon.

The slight glow of the morning has already turned into a ray of light shining on the earth, and the heat of early summer can be best reflected in the afternoon.

After Ye Qingmeng woke up and went downstairs, Jiang Yan and Ye Qingying looked like they were about to go out.

Jiang Yan was wearing Ye Qing cheongsam outfit and a light red gauze scarf wrapped around her arms, which looked elegant and dignified; Ye Qingying was wearing a small white shirt on her upper body and a knee-length Scottish pleated skirt on her lower body, which looked youthful and playful.

Before Ye Qingmeng could ask, Ye Qingying greeted quickly: "Sister Qingmeng, you finally woke up. Do you want to go out with us?"

In love, Ye Qingying believes that Ye Qingmeng has been sleeping all the time without leaving the house for two days and one night.

"Isn't it time to go to school now?" Ye Qingmeng raised her eyebrows. In early June, there shouldn't be a summer vacation in China yet!

"Qing Meng, I'm going to the old house on the weekend. My parents are going to prepare a dress for Qingying. You know, after all, it's a big deal to enter the genealogy, and dressing is very important." Jiang Yan explained.

"Dressing is indeed very important." Ye Qingmeng nodded. After all, Ye Qingying was worthless except for dressing. Ye Qingmeng couldn't help but sneer in her heart, but she didn't show any expression on the surface.

The old house held a family banquet on the weekend. It was originally a welcome to Ye Qingmeng, who had not returned for three years, but it turned out to be a day when Ye Qingying was included in the genealogy. The protagonist at that time was Ye Qingmeng, but his parents wanted to buy a dress for Ye Qingying. When his daughter regarded her as her, Ye Qingmeng felt very sad.

It is rare to see Ye Qingmeng not sarcastic about Ye Qingying, and a sense of hope surged in Jiang Yan's heart: "Qingmeng, if you're fine, go together, and mom will buy you some clothes."

Looking at the expectations in Jiang Yan's eyes, Ye Qingmeng couldn't bear to let Jiang Yan down, and she inevitably had to deal with Ye Qingying at close range. As the saying goes, know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Only by taking the initiative can you win.

"I'll go change some clothes." After saying that, Ye Qingmeng went upstairs again.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Yan drove a white cayenne and drove Ye Qingmeng and Ye Qingying in the back seat toward the city center.

Ye Qingmeng is wearing a long floral dress with a small bag cross-body, which was just launched this month. This skirt is made of different florals, with a circle of tassels falling from the edge of the skirt, which is very elegant when walking. At first glance, people who don’t know the goods will only think it is a beggar’s outfit, but its value lies in its touch. After wearing it, it feels like wearing a water-woven cloth. This is why this skirt is hard to buy.

Jiang Yan and Ye Qingying are both people who know the goods. This long floral dress with blue card had already become famous in the entire upper class before the New Year. This is a new work by the famous European fashion designer S1arde after four years of silence. This dress is not something you can buy with money and power.

A moment of pride flashed through Jiang Yan's heart, but she immediately fell into sentimentality. She can't even get involved in her daughter's life.

Ye Qingying was secretly surprised, but he didn't expect Ye Qingmeng to have such strength.

Ye Qingmeng kept Jiang Yan and Ye Qingying's expressions in her eyes without showing any expression. Ye Qingmeng felt uncomfortable about Ye's mother's guilt, but it was not time to confess everything. As for Ye Qingying, it was just a clown who jumped up and had a skirt, which was nothing at all.

The Cayenne slowly parked in the parking lot next to a magnificent attic. Luxury cars such as BMW and Mercedes-Benz can be seen everywhere in the parking lot. The etiquette lady at the entrance of the attic made a welcome gesture and entered the store with Jiang Yan and his group: "Ms. Jiang Yan, Designer Zhu is on the second floor, I'll take you up."

Jiang Yan nodded: "Okay."

Obviously, Jiang Yan is a regular visitor here.

The entire first-floor lobby is made of white marble as the background, with flowers in the details. There is a service desk and a lounge for rest. The lounge is in the form of a private room. From the outside, you can only see the paintings arranged at the door of the private room. However, before coming in, Ye Qingmeng saw a piece of clothing placed in the window outside the attic. This dress was said to be a famous work by the designer Zhu Cheng.

Ye Qingmeng looked around roughly, then followed Jiang Yan and Ye Qingying to the second floor.

Ye Qingmeng then entered a huge room and looked around curiously. Ye Qingmeng really couldn't directly define what kind of room it was.

The wall facing the door was hung with layers of dresses, all of which were all in all styles. The whole wall seemed to be painted directly on the clothes.

On the left side of the wall is filled with various types of fabrics, diamonds and gems.

The wall on the right is fancy and can't tell what it is.

Just when Ye Qingmeng stared at the wall on the right, she was tragically tragic-

"Little girl, you've been staring at me, what are you doing?"

A sudden sound scared everyone, even the Etiquette Miss was no exception.

It turned out that there was a tortuous design on the right, which allowed the person sitting there to see the whole room, but could not see it in other parts of the room. If it weren't for the person making a sound, Ye Qingmeng wouldn't have known that he had been staring at others.

"Master Zhu," Jiang Yan pulled Ye Qingying's hand, "My daughter Qingying will attend a very grand ceremony on the weekend, so please help design a suitable dress to attend the banquet."

The man nodded lightly, and Yu Guang glanced at Ye Qingmeng's clothes with interest. As a designer who enjoys a reputation in the fashion industry, Zhu Cheng saw through the origin of Ye Qingmeng's skirt at first sight.

Ye Qingmeng sat aside with a funny face, watching Ye Qing's image being gestured by the designer like a puppet.

Zhu Cheng would talk to himself a few times from time to time, but Ye Qingmeng was far away and didn't know what he was talking about, but Ye Qingying's face was not very good-looking.

Isn't this a joke about Ye Qingying?

After watching for a while, Ye Qingmeng crossed her legs and her cheeks, which was very bored.

However, Jiang Yan was standing by, excited.

"Mom, I'll go out for some breathing." Ye Qingmeng said to Jiang Yan.

"Okay. Go, don't go far. If you have any clothes you like, come back and tell your mother, and she will buy them for you." Jiang Yan instructed.

Ye Qingmeng shrugged, opened the door, went downstairs, walked around the lobby aimlessly, and then walked to the window outside.

The window was installed outside the attic, so Ye Qingmeng stood outside the attic without any surprise.

I didn't look at the clothes carefully just now, but now I took a closer look and Ye Qingmeng noticed something interesting.

"Where did the local buns come from? This dress can be thought of?" A pretentious and disgusting voice suddenly interrupted Ye Qingmeng's thoughts.

But Ye Qingmeng didn't think he was talking about himself at first. After all, Ye Qingmeng had never compared the "rustic bun" with him. However, there was only one piece of clothing here. Could it be that he was talking to her?

Ye Qingmeng looked at the sound source and saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old looking at her with contempt.

The girl was wearing a bold, big red dress, with heavy makeup on her face that she couldn't see her true face. She was tied up with a pearl headdress, and a small amount of silk fell to the ground and scattered on the back of her neck. She wore a huge pearl necklace around her neck, which was very eye-catching.

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen a beautiful woman before! Oh, maybe you, a rustic bun, have never seen a beautiful woman." After saying that, the girl fiddled with her head, blew her bright red nails, and hummed contemptuously.

Ye Qingmeng rolled her eyes and was simply unable to complain! Where did the lunatic come from!

"I said, "Garden Bunzi, you shouldn't be a deaf person. You told you not to stay here. Didn't you hear that this is not a place where ordinary people like you can come. People like you don't have the money to buy a piece of yarn here, and they don't have the life to enjoy the fun of money. As for wanting to rely on their own beauty to hold a rich man here, it's better to try it in a nightclub, hahaha." The girl said smugly.

Ye Qingmeng looked at her with an idiot's look.

Who is this person? No matter how blind you are, should you consider destroying her?

Ye Qingmeng was already a Taekwondo black belt four years ago. In the past three years, she has only been strong and not weak in Canada.

"But just your appearance is that you have to have breasts but no breasts, and your butts are even more like those worn by beggars. Which financial backer will like you?" The girl continued to mutter disgust.

"Who are you?" Ye Qingmeng felt that it was necessary to confirm the other party's identity before taking action. Although Ye Qingmeng felt that her identity and strength were enough to make her walk sideways in J City, and she felt that such a vulgar girl should not have any big background.

"You don't know who I am. Tsk, I am Young Master Ning's new girlfriend." The girl proudly straightened her chest. Not to mention that this girl was raising her well.

"Are there any other identities?" Ye Qingmeng asked again.

"I tell you, just this identity can call the wind and rain in J City." The girl sneered contemptuously.

"Then come here, I have an important thing about Mr. Ning who needs to tell you." Ye Qingmeng led the girl to the hidden corner of the parking lot.

The girl followed Ye Qingmeng with a puzzled look on her face.

"What's the matter?" the girl stood still and asked with her chest in her arms.

"I just don't know this Young Master Ning at all." As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qingmeng punched heavily on the girl's right eye.

"Ah--" The girl screamed, covered her right eye, and looked at Ye Qingmeng with an incredible look on her face, "You actually hit me. Do you believe it or not, I will tell Young Master Ning that you can't stay in J City!"

"I really don't believe it." After saying that, Ye Qingmeng punched a few more times. Not only did the girl's dark circles symmetrical, but she also had a few more bright colors on her body, especially the bruises on her face, which made her whole face look like a palette. I believe that in the next week, the girl will not have the shame to "do evil".

The girl was kicked by Ye Qingmeng and half kneeled on the ground, panting.

Ye Qingmeng took a few steps back, relaxed her bones, and breathed a sigh of relief. The depressed aura that had been released these days finally came out.

The fight is indeed comfortable.

Ye Qingmeng pulled out a black card from her small bag and threw it in front of the girl.

"There are 300,000 yuan here, and the password is 123,456, so it is regarded as your medical expenses. It will be in no time later."

After saying that, Ye Qingmeng left gracefully.

Not far away, a boy of the same age as the girl got off from a Land Rover. He stood in front of the girl, leaned down and slowly raised the girl's chin, and carefully looked at the girl's wonderful face.

"It's really pitiful." The boy's magnetic and sandy sounded.

When the girl heard the voice, her eyes suddenly lit up and she made a look of pity for me. However, she was disgusting with the face that was beaten like a pig's head.

However, the boy did not show any disgust.

"Mr. Ning, help me teach that stinky girl a lesson. Look at her beat me!" the girl said coquettishly.

"Do you know who she is?" Ning Zexiu asked back.

"I don't know, it's just a stinky beggar." The girl sneered.

Ning Zexiu shook the girl's face away and picked up the black card on the ground.

The boy rubbed the card surface.

Um?

The limited edition cards owned by Ye’s Group are quite interesting.
Chapter completed!