Chapter 138: Implementing Our Plan

Song Wuyou nodded: "Yes."

Mrs. Gill smiled and asked, "Worry-free is that you?"

Song Wuyou was surprised: "Do you believe it?"

Mrs. Gilles smiled: "My intuition tells me that you are."

Song Wuyou smiled: "If you say yes, it is."

A complex emotion that Song Wuyou could not perceive quickly flashed across Mrs. Gil's eyes.

"I don't know, can you please help me design a cheongsam."

Song Wuyou nodded: "Of course, but I can't guarantee that you will be satisfied."

Mrs. Gill: "You can even make retro skirts so well. I believe your cheongsam will look good too."

Song Wuyou smiled, but not necessarily.

The skirt given to Mu Xin was the style she wore in her previous life.

However, the cheongsam has been popular since the late Qing Dynasty.

Gu Yanhao turned around and saw Mrs. Ji Er talking to Song Wuyou.

His eyes sank, his eyebrows raised slightly.

...

Song Jiuyue locked the door as soon as she returned to the lounge.

Song Jiumei, who came in with her, said bitterly, "Who is Carefree? Why did you send the dress at the critical moment?"

Song Jiuyue's face was pale and her eyes were red. As if she didn't hear what Song Jiumei said, she murmured, "Young Master Gu... Why did you want to expose me?"

He said that the right to sell the skirt is Gu's will die?

Song Jiumei gave Song Jiuyue a complicated look, and she felt a little distressed when she saw how sad she was.

She asked cautiously, "Eldest sister, could Wuyou be Song Wuyou?"

Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that at a critical moment, the skirt was delivered.

Moreover, all the invited people have arrived, and the yachts have already sailed to sea, and gifts can be sent, only by helicopter or yacht to catch up.

But there was no helicopter and no other ship approaching. That gift had already been delivered.

"How is that possible!" Song Jiuyue glared at Song Jiumei angrily: "If Song Wuyou's arrogant girl can make a skirt like that, I will bow down to her!"

"..."

"Careless should be that designer's stage name."

"..."

"She should also be at the party. She probably didn't like it. I said that the dress was designed by me, so I specially asked the director to bring the gift box, which made me ashamed." Song Jiuyue's eyes were gloomy: "If you let me know who she is, I will She must have had her eyes gouged out!"

"..."

Song Jiuyue's expression was distorted, and she said fiercely, "Young Master Gu is fascinated by Song Wuyou. If it wasn't for Song Wuyou, what happened today, Gu Shao would definitely save my face for me."

"Definitely, I hate Song Wuyou. Big sister, I brought the medicine." A viciousness flashed across Song Jiumei's eyes.

Song Jiuyue looked at her: "Where's the room? Is it arranged?"

"It's arranged. I told Mu Xin that you need to rest in a bad mood. She has arranged a room for you."

Song Jiuyue's eyes were cold and vicious, "I don't want anything to go to the house, I want Song Wuyou to make a fool of yourself."

"I'm going to implement our plan now." Song Jiumei said.

"Come on." Song Jiuyue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Okay." Song Jiumei opened the door and went out.

Song Jiumei's back message was behind the corridor, and Mu Gu's tall figure came out from another room.

He stood there, his warm peach blossom eyes turned cold, looking coldly at the door of Song Jiuyue's lounge...

The waiter came to Song Wuyou with a tray.

Song Wuyou stopped him, "Give me a cup of flower tea."

The waiter smiled and said, "Okay, what kind of flowers do you want?"

"chrysanthemum."