Chapter 220

The next morning, as soon as Ruan Xiaomian and nanjue came back from their morning run, Andrea appeared.

"Young lady, I will follow you today to go out shopping and prepare for the dance."

Ruan Xiaomian nodded, his face just showed the expression that he wanted to talk, but nanjue on one side took the lead in making a voice, "you don't have to worry about the ball."

"Young master nanjue, this is what Madame Moran told me." Andre nodded slightly, respectfully.

Nanjue was not happy and frowned, "don't let me repeat it again. You can bear the price..."

"I'll go out after breakfast. You go down first." Ruan Xiaomian waves, dismisses Andrea and interrupts nanjue.

The castle hall is magnificent and magnificent, so large that everyone feels small.

The maids and men were all in a hurry.

Ruan Xiaomian stood face to face with nanjue, like a still statue.

Ruan Xiaomian looked at nanjue's displeased look, pursed her lips and said faintly, "don't you believe me?"

She really wanted to do the dance well. At the beginning, she wanted to prove to Mo LAN and everyone in the blue blood family that she was worthy of nanjue.

But now, she wanted to prove to Nan Jue that she was definitely not a little woman who would hide behind him, and she did not want him to look at her with the same eyes as she did with a little woman.

She didn't like it. It was a terrible feeling.

She wanted to be equal to him.

South Jue eyebrow heart has been slightly frown, looked at her from a commanding position, "I didn't say that."

"Then let me do it myself." Ruan Xiaomian calmly took a last look at nanjue, turned around and went to the elevator.

Back in the bedroom on the sixth floor, she washed and changed her clothes. After that, Ruan Xiaomian went to the restaurant by herself.

Nanjue had ordered to go down before, so the breakfast was Chinese, all of which Ruan Xiaomian liked to eat.

She sat down to eat alone until breakfast was over, and nanjue didn't show up.

The careful man must be sulking somewhere.

Ruan Xiaomian sighs in her heart and feels lonely.

Sometimes she felt very heavy when she was with nanjue.

"Young lady, are you ready?" Andre appeared at the door. The whole man looked very gentlemanly.

"Well, all right." Ruan Xiaomian picked up his napkin and wiped his mouth. He got up and put on his coat hanging on the back of his chair. He carried his shoulder bag over his shoulder and went out of the castle with Andrea.

A black Rolls Royce was parked on the asphalt road next to the castle.

Ruan Xiaomian gets on the car and looks out again.

Nanjue still didn't show up.

Really angry.

But is it really worth being angry?

Does he want her to be a pet who can't do anything but make him happy?

If that's the case, she's going to let him down.

"Young lady, did you quarrel with the young master of the south?" Getting in the car, Andre put on his seat belt and asked.

Ruan Xiaomian glanced at Andrea, silent, and did not answer his question, "look at the list first. I don't know where to buy these things."

She took out a piece of paper, a very long piece of paper, with beautiful English characters on it.

Ruan Xiaomian has a habit, that is, when he wants to remember something or make a list, he likes to use handwriting instead of saving it in his mobile phone or computer.

Andrea took it, his eyes fell on Ruan Xiaomian's handwriting, and with a smile, "young lady, your English writing is very beautiful and authentic."

Ruan Xiaomian cherry lips light hook, water eyes in finally dyed with a smile, "thank you."

The car started slowly and headed down the hill.

Andre continued to look at the list in his hand. "Your English is also very good. Your pronunciation and pronunciation are very accurate."

The atmosphere in the car relaxed. Ruan Xiaomian had a heavy heart just now. He also relaxed.

"When I was in high school, there was an English student and an American student in our class. They taught me a lot, and I often watched some American TV series myself."

"One Britain, one America?" Andrea chuckled faintly. "But your accent is more American English. I don't know a lot of slang."

Ruan Xiaomian smiles. Seeing that Andrea is still studying his own list, he does not continue with the previous topic.

"Many of the above things are my own ideas. I don't know if there is anything wrong with them."

Andre is still looking down. It's almost the same now. For the first time, it's not bad.

He nodded. "It's very good, young lady. You did a lot of research yesterday. I can't see that it's someone who hasn't prepared a party, but these lights..."

"Lamp?" Ruan Xiaomian gently picked the tip of her eyebrows and asked, "what's wrong with the lamp?"

Andrea looked up and looked at Ruan Xiaomian. "The purple crystal lamp. I can see from the list that the basic color of the dance is purple, but this color is taboo in Italy.""Is it? I really don't know about that. " Ruan Xiaomian was slightly surprised.

There are taboo colors in the country. Is purple not allowed in Italy?

No, it's not the first time she has been to Italy. She has seen a lot of purple things.

But now that Andrea had proposed it, she would have changed it.

After all, this salon party is very important.

"I'll change it, Andre. Tell me if there are any other taboos besides purple, you know."

"Yes, my little lady." Andre nodded a gentleman.

……

To the center of Milan, Andrea took Ruan Xiaomian to the biggest shopping mall.

"Young lady, let's get miss Eliza's dress made in El first." Andrea reaches out and leads Ruan Xiaomian to El's flagship store not far away.

Because he had already called in advance, Ruan Xiaomian immediately got the box containing the dress.

"Young lady, isn't your dress ready yet? It's too late to order now. Otherwise, you can choose one here. After all, you should be more grand when you attend the salon ball. "

Andrea takes the box in Ruan Xiaomian's hands and says.

"No more." Ruan Xiaomian shook his head. "My dresses are all prepared by nanjue."

In fact, she attended very few banquets, but the dress that nanjue prepared for her was obviously inversely proportional to the number of her promising parties.

Moreover, each dress is designed by Nanyue in person with the chief designers of major brands, which is unique in the world.

After leaving the El flagship store, Ruan Xiaomian looks around and is confused.

Here, she's not really familiar.

"Andre, where are we going next?"

"Next, go and buy lamps." Andre gave his dress box to the valet who came after him, and looked at the long list in his hand. "Young lady, do you think of the basic color of the dance?"

"Well, think about it." Ruan Xiaomian nodded, put on black leather gloves, and followed Andrea away to the elevator.

The eight centimeter high-heeled shoes on the marble floor of the mall made a rhythmic sound.

Ruan Xiaomian only felt his feet hurt.

Although this pair of high-heeled shoes are also customized for her, the size or angle is the most suitable for her, just like Cinderella's crystal shoes, no one can wear them except her.

It's just that she's probably a natural killer of high heels. She doesn't feel comfortable wearing any good high-heeled shoes.

She missed her flat shoes very much.

Face to face, a big black wave roll of European and American people came over, still holding four cups of freshly ground coffee.

Ruan Xiaomian looks down at the pair of black high-heeled shoes on his feet, and doesn't pay attention to the woman walking across the street.

Andrea's eyes twinkled. Yu Guang looked at Ruan Xiaomian and nodded to the woman who came across.

The woman nodded and walked steadily to Ruan Xiaomian. However, when she was less than one meter away from Ruan Xiaomian, she slipped and leaned forward. All four cups of coffee in her hands flew to Ruan Xiaomian.

Ruan Xiaomian suddenly raised his head, and his sight fell on the cup of coffee flying to her in the air.

The lids on the paper cup had left the cup, and the steaming liquid rushed at her, and the slightly bitter aroma of coffee spread in the air.

Ruan Xiaomian is also a person who has practiced martial arts. Naturally, he stretched out his hand and was more vigorous than ordinary people. At once, he flashed over.

However, a few drops of coffee splashed on her sleeve.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The big wave woman repeatedly apologized, the tone is the European and American habitual exaggeration.

"It doesn't matter." Ruan Xiaomian waved her hand and stepped back to avoid the European and American women. She said with a smile, "Andre, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Young lady, we are waiting for you here." Andrea said, pointing to Ruan Xiaomian the direction of the bathroom, the line of sight has been following Ruan Xiaomian.

Until Ruan Xiaomian's back disappeared in his sight, Andrea slowly turned back and looked at the big wave woman in front of him. "Your work is over, this is the rest."

And Andre took an envelope from the servant's hand behind him.

"Remember to call me next time." The big wave woman picks up the envelope, smiles at Andrea and turns away.

Andre then took out his cell phone and dialed a number, "it's your turn to show up."

"Yes." On the other side of the phone, nuna smiles triumphantly and hangs up.

The door of the bathroom opened at this moment, and it was Ruan Xiaomian who came in.

Nuna stood behind the door, leaning against the wall, and her eyes fell on Ruan Xiaomian who came in. A little bit of sinister came into her eyes.

Ruan Xiaomian walked to the hand washing basin, took off his gloves and put them on the hand washing table. She was about to turn on the tap. In the corner of her sight, what attracted her.She turned her head abruptly and was surprised to see nuna.

"Is it you?"

"Yes, it's me." Nuna smile, a few steps forward, a deep face is still so delicate, like a doll general.

Ruan Xiaomian has slowly recovered the surprised color on her face, and her looks have returned to calm.

"So you have been in Milan."

"Are you surprised to see me?" Nuna stepped forward, still with a trace of hatred in her smile.

She hates Ruan Xiaomian. She really hates this woman.

If it wasn't for this woman, her family would not have collapsed and she would not have been reduced to being a senior prostitute in an underground club, being abused and humiliated by so many men.

Ruan Mian must be killed by her before she takes revenge.

"Not bad." Ruan Xiaomian said faintly that he wanted to turn around and wash off the coffee stains on his sleeve.

She doesn't want to have too much communication with nuna.

But obviously, facing her, nuna has a lot to say.

"Ruan Xiaomian, are you afraid to see me? Do you know what I'm going to do? I will take back the brother of the marquis. He is mine and will always be mine. "

Ruan Xiaomian turned on the tap, and the sound of "Hua Hua" sounded immediately.

Ruan Xiaomian calmly took off his coat, and did not take nuna in his eyes, let alone her words.

Her disregard aroused the greatest anger in nuna's heart.

"Ruan Xiaomian, why do you take away my brother nanjue as soon as you appear? In this world, I love him most. Without him, I am really in pain. I even lost the motivation to live. I love him so much. How about you? Do you have me love him? "