Ye Qingqing snatched the newspaper in her hand, and the headlines of the local European newspapers during this time were basically related to the ball, like Princess Julie yesterday, but today she reported a mysterious dress.

"According to Mrs. Warren, the most mysterious Gongsun family who customizes the dress, it seems that nine out of ten of the princesses at this year's ball are girls from the Gongsun family, and there are two girls from the Gongsun family this year, one is Gongsun Yao and the other is Gongsun Lin, whose dress is it?"

Ruan Yingzi continued to read, Ye Qingqing was already sure that this hyped dress was the one in her hand.

And she is neither Gongsun Yao nor Gongsun Lin.

What a beautiful misunderstanding.

Ye Qingqing carefully hung the dress back in the closet, although she didn't know how much it was worth, she could guess it with her toes, it was definitely an astronomical amount that she didn't dare to imagine.

Now it's time to play a big deal!

She called Miao Tianxiang, and it rang for a long time before she connected, Miao Tianxiang was admiring their masterpiece with Mrs. Warren, and it was the newspaper in front of her.

"Aunt Xiang, you're too big, aren't you? I'm not a princess, I'm not a rich daughter, I can't bear such a big limelight! "Ye Qingqing really doesn't want this limelight.

Although the dress is indeed beautiful, she can't control it, I'm afraid that she will become the public enemy of all celebrities tomorrow night!

As long as she thought of the princesses and local tyrants' daughters from all over the world and regarded her as a competitor, Ye Qingqing's scalp was numb, and she knew that she would rather let Gu Nianci make a Hanfu to attend the ball, although her grandmother was confused, but the female celebrity had nothing to say.

Miao Tianxiang's chuckle came from the phone, and it sounded like she was in a wonderful mood.

"Don't worry, with my support, you are now representing Huaxia, you must know that this dance is the first time to invite mainland girls, and the venue must be raised!" Miao Tianxiang's tone was more solemn.

Ye Qingqing's heart sank, and he understood what Miao Tianxiang meant, and suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was much heavier, and cold sweat swished out, and he suddenly became nervous.

In case she didn't behave well at the ball, she would lose the face of the motherland, and her heartbeat would be getting faster and faster, Ye Qingqing really wanted to go home now and not participate in this Raushzi ball.

She's a soy sauce player, and she can't afford such a serious task!

"Aunt Xiang, I'm afraid that I won't be able to do well, or I'll still ......" Ye Qingqing was about to resign, but Miao Tianxiang interrupted her, "I have confidence in you, just like attending a dance party at my house, there's nothing to be afraid of, other guests are not as good as you!" ”

Miao Tianxiang comforted her a few words, Ye Qingqing slowly settled down, not as nervous as before, but-

"Aunt Xiang, this skirt is too heavy, I can't jump."

Ye Qingqing raised a realistic problem, walking in a skirt of more than ten catties is a problem, let alone dancing.

"Poof"

Miao Tianxiang smiled, "If you look at the dress carefully, Mrs. Warren is cleverly designed, the skirt has two layers, and the outer layer can be removed when dancing, so it is not so heavy." ”

Ye Qingqing lifted the skirt, and sure enough, it was two layers, because the fabric was too soft, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't find it at all, and there was no diamond in one layer, but there were a lot of silver threads braided, like a bright moonlight.

"Baby, do you want to come to Mrs. Warren's for afternoon tea? She's eager to get to know you! Miao Tianxiang smiled and bewitched.