"Wait a minute." Just as Tang Jingyun was about to choose clothes for her, Song Tiantian suddenly stood up.

"Huh?"

"Me, can I wear my own clothes?"

Although the clothes were beautiful and made by world-class masters, Song felt that she wanted to wear the clothes she had designed.

Tang Jingyun glanced at her thoughtfully, and in the end, he just nodded.

Song Tian returned to his room with great interest, opened the wardrobe, and carefully selected.

"Can you help me see, which one looks good?" Song Tiantian pulled Tang Jingyun into the room and pointed to the rows of clothes in the cabinet.

All kinds of dresses are indeed beautiful.

Tang Jingyun's long fingers swiped along the row of clothes, and finally stopped on a dark blue starry sky dress.

"Do you think this one looks good, too?" Song Tilting's sullen expression was much more energetic after seeing these clothes at the moment, if the clothes she designed could be recognized by others, it would be a very fulfilling thing for her.

In fact, her purpose of learning design was very simple, just because when she loved beauty the most, most of the clothes she wore were leftover from Song Anqi, either they didn't fit, or they were a little old, or Zhou Jingfang would deliberately buy some A goods or old-fashioned clothes for her, so that she would be embarrassed......

At that time, Song Tiantian often drew one beautiful dress after another on the drawings, thinking that he could wear it beautifully one day.

The girl's mind is actually quite simple.

Just when she lost her mind, Tang Jingyun had already taken off the dress and handed it to her, "Try it." ”

Song Tiantian hesitated and pointed out the door, Tang Jingyun understood, walked out of the room, and closed the door for her.

About ten minutes later, Tang Jingyun heard the movement of the door lock twisting, and his eyes unconsciously looked at the door of the room.

The door opened, and everyone was inevitably amazed.

"How's it going, is it okay?" Song Tiantian asked a little worriedly.

She knew that Tang Jingyun had an extremely perverted and critical aesthetic, as a glittering and powerful business overlord, what kind of woman had never seen a man like him.

"Yes."

After getting his affirmation, Song Tiantian was a little relieved.

"I have another meeting in the morning, so I can't send you there, I arranged for a driver for you."

In fact, it was not because of the meeting, but because she was afraid that she would make her feel pressured because of his appearance, or let her bear some rumors that she shouldn't bear.

Song Tiantian glanced at the time, and had to leave.

"Then I'll go first." She said goodbye to him, and then hurried downstairs with the hem of her skirt.

Tang Jingyun looked at her disappearing back, and the corners of her lips were hooked with a smile.

*

The car drove smoothly all the way.

Suddenly, the phone shook, and a text message came in.

It was sent by the organizing committee of the new clothing competition, saying that the press conference was temporarily relocated.

"Brother driver, please turn around in front and go to Renaissance Plaza." Song Tiantian said to the driver in front of him in time.

"Okay, Miss Song."

Song Tiantian glanced at the time, it was 9:30 in the morning, and the press conference of the new clothing contest was held at 10:10 in the morning, which was at least a thirty-minute drive from the Renaissance Plaza, so the time was very rushed.

"Please drive faster." Song Tiantian was also a little anxious.