Yan yan come home at night

The black coloured Land Rover stopped in front of a fashion studio. He and Tang Feng had visited this studio before, and heard that it was the studio with the best reputation in the industry. Many celebrities would set up clothes in this studio.

"Hello, Mr. Ji. Is there anything I can help you with?" The customer service lady asked politely.

"Pick out a dress for my wife." Ji Weiyang took out a gold card from his wallet and handed it over.

The customer service lady received the gold card with both hands and beamed. "Very well, Mrs. Ji. Please follow me."

After Zhan Yan entered the dressing room, she sat on the sofa in the waiting area alone and read the newspaper. About half an hour later, the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground resounded. She wore a light makeup. Her white face now looked so smooth that it was almost transparent. Her long eyelashes blinked a few times. She looked a bit bashful, but at the same time, had an indescribable naivety.