C8 It's My Fault

The most luxurious wedding dress in C City is decorated extravagantly.

Yao Qingyu looked around. Qiao Zi'ang, that liar, had not arrived yet!

"Which is your family's most expensive wedding dress?" Yao Qingyu sat on the leather sofa at the side and took a sip of coffee.

"The most expensive one is this' Dream 'designed by the Italian designer, Mr. Yao Chengze. It's worth millions of dollars." The waiter saw Yao Qingyu's elegant demeanor and extraordinary temperament and quickly recommended her. " If you don't like it, you can ask him to design it for you personally. But his appointment is a bit difficult to adjust, he needs to call a month ago! "

"Yao Chengze?" Yao Qingyu's hand holding the coffee cup paused.

"Yes, you know him too? He was rated as one of the ten most influential people in the world this year." The waiter's eyes lit up, "The real person is very handsome, if you can get him to design a wedding dress for you personally... Then you can see him in person, how fortunate! "

Yao Chengze?!

It has been a long time since I last saw him! He didn't know what kind of expression he would have when he saw her again.

Yao Qingyu's gaze changed slightly and the hand holding the coffee cup tightened. "Him then. Help me book a wedding dress. I want him to design it personally!"

"If you want him to personally design a wedding dress, the reservation fee is 500,000. Miss, please fill in your contact details on the form." The waiter was even more enthusiastic.

The reservation fee is 500,000 yuan? Why didn't he rob a bank?

"Wait for me first..." Before Yao Qingyu could finish, she saw Qiao Zi'ang walk in. She waved her hand and said, "Zi'ang, here!"

When the waiter saw that the spendthrift, no, the sponsor had come, he hurriedly handed over the list. "Sir, your wife wants to buy the wedding dress that Yao Chengze personally designed. The reservation fee is 500,000 yuan."

Qiao Zi'ang handed over the black card with a cold expression.

Yao Qingyu was like a cat as she snuggled into his arms and said sweetly, "Hubby, you are really good to me."

The waiter saw the loving look of the two and asked, "May I ask whose phone number is it?"

"It's his!" Yao Qingyu pointed at Qiao Zi'ang, "Name, Qiao Zi'ang. Phone number, 1.1. Qiao Zi'ang, what's your number?"

Qiao Zi'ang?

Qiao Zi'ang?

Second Young Master Qiao of Qiao family, the richest man in C City? No wonder he looked so familiar.

He was getting married? !

The waiter looked at Yao Qingyu and the more he looked at her, the more familiar she looked. Little celebrity? This temperament did not seem like it! Which family's socialite was she from?

The phone rang just in time. Qiao Zi'ang glanced indifferently at Yao Qingyu and walked to the side to answer the phone.

Yao Qingyu took out her phone and opened the phone book. She suddenly remembered that she did not seem to have his number!

"Wait a minute. When he comes back, he will tell you his phone number!" Yao Qingyu glanced at Qiao Zi'ang, who was answering the phone behind her back. She did not know how long he would need to talk on his phone, so Yao Qingyu simply played her phone game.

Yao Qingyu, who was playing with her phone, did not see the waiter's sympathetic gaze.

Footsteps sounded and a figure landed beside her. She continued to play with her phone. "Qiao Zi'ang, what is your phone number?"

“131××××××××!” A clear female voice could be heard.

Yao Qingyu raised her eyes and coincidentally met the woman's smiling eyes.

The woman was dressed in elegant and fashionable clothes. Her long black hair was hanging loosely on her shoulders and there was an invisible layer of charm to it. Her makeup was light and her appearance was delicate and pretty. Her pair of eyes seemed to be somewhat similar to Xuan.

The woman held Qiao Zi'ang's arm, and her intimate posture made her seem like a pair of lovers.

The waiter looked at Yao Qingyu with sympathy again. It was indeed not that easy to marry into a wealthy family.

The moment to defend their sovereignty had arrived!

"I know I'm not good enough, but your father has already transferred the shares of your company to me. You have also received your certificate with me... I don't want much, I just want you to buy a wedding dress with me, that's all. Can't you even ask for this? "

Yao Qingyu had a pitiful look on her face, and her eyes were filled with tears.

The woman did not expect them to have gotten the certificate. Her expression changed slightly." Zi'ang, is what she said true? "

Qiao Zi'ang's cold eyes swept across the woman's face. Although he did not say a word, his imposing manner made the woman unable to speak.

"I know I can't satisfy you alone, but I will work hard to treat my injuries." Yao Qingyu said it ambiguously. Her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were bright with tears. She was so beautiful that she was enchanting.

Qiao Zi'ang's eyes were still cold. "If you want me to break my previous rules, you have to give me something, right?"

To make her stay alone in the empty room?

She could say that the unilateral rules would not work.

"I can do whatever I want. I really like you. I don't mind your special hobbies." Yao Qingyu looked at him lovingly with a pitiful look. She explained the three words compromise perfectly.

Special hobbies?

The woman and the waiter were shocked. This information was a bit too much! Let them digest it!

Qiao Zi'ang was still cold, but a flash of light flashed in his eyes. "Number of times, time, location?"

Yao Qingyu was shocked! Why was everyone in a berserk state? Why didn't they act according to the script?

"You decide!" Yao Qingyu lowered her eyes and concealed the emotions in her eyes.