The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

Bai Xiran coughed lightly, and finally got serious, stretched out his fingers to Mo Weitian to hold, and said in a low voice, "Just don't look at it."

The man nodded, and turned to look at Yan Qianqian, but he was full of impatience.

That sharp aura made Yan Qianqian die down all of a sudden, and she didn't dare to make another sound.

But public opinion has already been formed.

Not everyone who came to the banquet likes peace, and it is not a big deal to see the excitement. "Miss Yan is very reasonable. Before everyone has arrived, Mrs. Mo should hurry up and change."

"Yes, yes, otherwise, Mr. Mo's face will be lost."

Mo Junzhe's face was ashen, and his black eyes did not blink for a moment, he just stared at the two people who were talking quietly, with a hidden sharpness in his heart, as if to pierce people.

The opponent trembled in fright.

But relying on reason, he was more or less courageous, "Justice is at ease in people's hearts. The more Mr. Mo's status is, the more he should cherish his feathers."

The man's eyes became sharper, his thin lips parted, and he uttered a few words, "Are you mocking my wife now?"

As soon as these words came out, the two who were shouting just now immediately lowered their heads, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Of course... I dare not really offend the Mo family.

But Bai Xiran only took the man's hand, and said in a clear and clean voice, "Everyone says my clothes are fakes, but you guys never thought about it, since it's the same fabric, the same light design, and even the same style. Why not?" Is it the same series?"

The voice fell, and the surrounding immediately became quiet.

It took a while before someone questioned, "How is it possible? There are only a few pieces of designer sweet's works, because the first one was too dazzling when it appeared, so it was sold at a sky-high price. After that, only three pieces were sold." The four works are all from Mo's Auction House..."

and many more.

Mo's Auction House.

Just now Yan Qianqian admitted that her clothes were bought by Mo's Auction.

So Mrs. Mo has sweet clothes on her body, isn't it normal?
Yan Er coughed lightly, "I sent someone to prepare this dress. I just asked about the source. It's not an auction house, but a custom-made item from a handicraft teacher."

"It seems...it was given to the other party by the designer."

Bai Xiran smiled, and listening to the discussions around her, she asked softly, "Is that handicraft teacher surnamed Wen?"

"How does sister-in-law know?"

Yan Er was taken aback.

He just called someone over and asked, "It's indeed Wen."

Bai Xiran didn't explain much, just pointed to the little powder dumpling beside her, "My daughter's name is Tiantian, and her English name is sweet."

In other words...

The designer named sweet because of this little girl, so the more likely conclusion is that sweet is Bai Xiran herself!
Yan Er opened his mouth wide and remained silent for a long while.

The onlookers next to him were even more stunned.

"What's the situation?"

"Isn't this a big joke? Not only are their clothes not imitations, but they are also designed by themselves."

"So it's not only Ms. Yan who wore clothes designed by others, but also ran over to accuse the designer herself?"

"I'm so happy, Miss Yan is still the same as before..."

The usual reputation is probably not very good.

Yan Qianqian's face was pale, she couldn't believe this scene.

Looking at the dress I am so proud of now, I wish I could just tear it up!