I’m A Baller

There is a kind of red dress in this world. It is pure, warm and luxurious. It represents life and passion, death and blood, and blazing love.

Every woman desires to have it because once she wears it into the banquet hall, she will immediately become the focus of everyone's attention.

That red is called Valentino Poppy.

He Miaomiao was walking in style, wearing such a high-end Valentino poppy red dress.

Pure and single red, like a ray of sunshine covering her body.

The dress made of satin material closely followed her body curves, and as she moved, tiny rays of light rippled out.

The light was like a beating flame, and as lively as an elf, making He Miaomiao's skin look like jade.

The upper body of the dress has a V-neck design that is rarely used by Valentino. The V-neck is very small, and a necklace composed of at least hundreds of sapphires hangs in the middle.

Blue is like sea water, red is like fire.

Contrasting colors that would seem silly based on common sense complement each other and are harmonious and unified on He Miaomiao, becoming her best embellishment.

Yes, whether it's the hard-to-find Valentino haute couture or the gemstone necklace worth tens of thousands of gold, they are just embellishments for Princess He at this moment.

She rarely wore a little bit of makeup, which seemed to be a rose-colored diamond lipstick. It seemed to have a cold tone, and it was very seductive.

Then there may be a little matte eyeshadow, which is not heavy, but just enough to dilute the girlish look on her body, but it is not very majestic and powerful like a queen.

Well, to describe it, more like a grown-up princess?

Generally speaking, she is somewhere between a little princess and a queen. She has lost her youthfulness, but has not yet ascended to the throne. She is just at an age when she is chasing love.

There is no reason for Wang Yan to feel this way, it is purely intuition.

The aesthetic taste gained from cheating in the first place allowed Wang Yan to truly understand her outfit today.

If we put aside those illusory artistic aesthetics and only talk about the impression after the first glance, then there is only one word that can describe the shock that He Miaomiao brought to everyone -

Stunning!

With 99% good looks and this perfect master's couture, fairy is not enough to describe her.

At this moment, He Miaomiao belongs to the secular world, but it is already the limit of the secular world.

Aloof, but not illusory, only endless nobility, so gorgeous that it dazzles the eyes.

Aesthetics is an extremely personal matter.

But true beauty can transcend everything.

…

Damn it!

Brother Gou was shocked for several seconds, and finally let out a heavy breath.

The excitement passed and only fear remained.

Are you here to save the day? !

Do you think I believe it or not? !

Thank you, please go back, I would rather die in the aftermath of the battle just now!

Brother Gou has realized that something is wrong, but unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.

Chu Xin's eyes widened in astonishment: "That's Valentino's haute couture, right? Cuna bastard! As for that?!"

Xu Jiao was a little confused and confused: "It shouldn't be...didn't the old man retire in 2008? But it really looks like..."

The Valentino that Chu Xin asked at this time was not the brand name Valentino, but the designer who created the brand, Valentino Garavani.

For real top-notch white and rich beauties like them, distinguishing the styles of different designers is not a very complicated matter.

Watch more shows, order a few sets every year, communicate with designers in person, and you will be familiar with it in two or three years.

The dress worn by He Miaomiao is indeed not the style of the current chief designer Maria, but more like a re-presentation of the classic craftsmanship of Mr. Zovanni.

That's why they were so surprised.

Old Warren is 84 years old this year and has stopped taking couture orders for a long time. What kind of favor does it take for him to design a dress for a Chinese girl? !

It’s so outrageous!

Well, actually it’s not that outrageous.

Princess He said: If your mother spends 10 million on Valentino every year, and you have a daughter-slave father who is responsive to every request, the rest will be nothing more than a small matter of spending some money.

Look, simple right?

Emmm, such a simple thing almost made me cry with envy at the hot bar and where to go.

The two of them didn't know how they got together, and they were whispering.

"Zaza, aren't you the spokesperson for Valentino? Is that the dress?"

"I'm just a platform...endorsement? I don't deserve it!"

Poor Zaza's eyes were so sore that her eyes were red, and she felt that the little red dress hurt her heart no matter how much she looked at it.

"That dress was only lent to me for one day, and it wasn't designed by the old man... Oooh, I really like it, but I can't afford it!"

It’s hot, but she hasn’t worn a Valentino dress herself, so that’s okay.

Curious, he asked: "How much does this skirt cost?"

"Start at 500,000."

"RMB?! Then I'll risk it all..."

"What are you thinking about? Euros!"

⊙o⊙!

I can’t afford it. I can’t afford it. Excuse me!

As for the necklace, she didn't dare to ask.

Is it interesting to ask such nonsense?

I'm not curious at all!

…

"Oh my god!"

Lin Weiwei suddenly cursed, "Isn't this so pretty?"

Fu Yushi, who had always been quiet, felt as if she was facing a powerful enemy: "Be careful, she is not cannon fodder like Duanmu Chuge."

Na Wu turned around and touched her wildly.

Lu Yuanyuan frowned: "Can you be more honest? What are you looking for?"

"Where's my onion?!"

The pressure was too great, so Nawu decided to use her more aggressive tactics: "Bring me two green onions, I'll risk it all, I'll trade with her to the limit!"

Bitch was speechless: "You mean, if there are no green onions, you don't dare to do it?"

"nonsense!"

Nawu looked at her like she was stupid: "You want to try standing next to her?"

Bitch immediately shrank her head and became silent.

Whoever wants to go can go, I am not stubborn!

Among you, I am a beautiful little fairy, standing next to her like a maid, what am I trying to do?

It’s not my share of dog meat!

…

As soon as He Miaomiao appeared on the stage, he overwhelmed a group of Diwu girls and left them breathless.

If she had only 99% good looks, she might not be so domineering, but coupled with her masterful design and her own aura, she would be a peerless beauty.

It's really hard to beat.

Lu Yuanyuan was so anxious that she complained to Nawu and the others: "What have you been thinking about? She is so beautiful, why didn't you tell her clearly earlier?! How can you prepare for her now that she's like this?"

"Why didn't I say anything?!" Nawu felt aggrieved.

Mina said quietly: "You said it, your actual words were: I'm just average-looking, a bear is not even half as big as me!"

Nawusan smiled and huddled up.

Bitch gritted her teeth and glared at Fu Yushi: "What about you? Why are you dissing with everyone? She is just a fool, gnawing green onions in front of Na Wu, she doesn't look very smart..."

Fu Yushi turned away her eyes and tried to pretend to think.

Oh, what a mistake...

"Don't do this."

At the critical moment, Liu Li spoke.

She seemed to be the only one who wasn't affected much.

"Anyway, every girl here is prettier than me, so what does it matter if there is one more of her? It doesn't matter, I'm not afraid..."

It was better that she didn't speak, but when she did, Nawu and the others were in despair.

It's over, it's over, Xiao Liuli was so frustrated that she couldn't win. !

"How about we go together?"

Bitch suddenly had an idea, glanced at Wang Yan, and then subconsciously licked her lips.

Lin Pingzhi felt that she was very dishonest.

Bitch hurriedly judged: "No, no, my lips are just a little dry..."

Damn it, just leave it.

However, Na Wu got a hint from this and suddenly turned her head to look at the two sisters He Meng.

Sure enough, He Meng's expression also changed.

He raised his chin slightly, his expression was calm and cold, but his eyes were full of vigilance and scrutiny.

That's right!

She paid attention!

That was the highest level of alertness, completely different from the carelessness in the Speed ​​League in the morning!

Indeed, Princess Miaomiao, who was dressed up to attend, brought unprecedented pressure to He Meng.

Whether she likes Wang Yan or not is not the point. The point is that now that she has stepped onto the stage, she cannot tolerate another woman crushing her.

A woman's competitive spirit and vanity determine that she cannot surrender without a fight.

So, when He Miaomiao approached with a surging gorgeous aura, she felt like her whole body was burning.

You are my Master...ah! Are you my natural enemy?

Okay, let me defeat you first, and then kill the dog!

He Meng hasn't given up the idea of ​​revenge on Wang Yan, but at the moment, she really doesn't have any extra energy.

The person who comes here is not good, and everyone can see it.

The flamboyant Princess He came here just to cause trouble.

Those bitches Liu Fang, Jianwu, and Zhang Kai opened a bottle of champagne on purpose. Before they could drink it, their faces turned red with excitement.

Weak chickens like Zuo Lu and Chen Xi are no longer untouchable and are hiding aside and trembling.

Dave thought for a moment and took two steps back silently.

The boss ladies are going to take action against the boss, why would I, a housekeeper, get involved in it?

Boss, come on!

Wang Youcai thought for a while, called the housekeeper of the hotel, and whispered: "Go and fill the bathtub in the suite with hot water, and prepare an extra box of protective clothing... Also, can you get that medicine?"

The butler in the presidential suite was frightened and asked stumblingly: "W-what kind of medicine?"

Youcai stared at the other person deeply for a while, feeling that this person could not accomplish anything big, so he shook his head and changed his words: "Safflower oil!"

"Ah, ah! There is, there is!"

Youcai sighed and thought silently: Boss, how can I help you?

In fact, his idea is a bit unreasonable: no matter who returns to the suite with the boss tonight, there is a high probability that the problem will be solved by sleeping.

But the question is...how to get back to the suite?

Standing and lying down with support?

One person, two people, three people, four people?

Mr. Wang himself didn’t even know.

Anyway, from the moment he saw He Miaomiao, he had already understood one thing——

Others were just making small fuss, but He Miaomiao was really ready to kill him.

It's a showdown, I won't act anymore!

You are just maids, I am the real Queen of God!

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