sjar Chapter 277: White pure prison style outfit, the banquet is shining
Chapter 277: White pure prison style outfit, the banquet is shining
The ghost girl asked, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Nanxi walked up to her and whispered a few words in her ear. The ghost girl's eyes widened.
She couldn't help but say, "Is this still possible? This is too exciting! I'll help you!"
At this time, the sound of unlocking the door was heard from outside, and the people outside came in directly without knocking.
Xie Qin's daughter is called Song Zili. She is probably in her early twenties and is still in college.
She also has a son who is a few years younger than Song Zili and is not even eighteen years old. His name is Song Zihao.
This Song Zihao is the real murderer who raped the maid and accidentally killed her.
The Song family is not someone you want to mess with. They have always looked down on Song Wanwan. Song Zili even brought his celebrity best friend who grew up with him to isolate Song Wanwan, saying that she was a country girl who was not worthy of playing with them.
Therefore, when Song Wanwan was still in the Song family, she seldom interacted with the two children of Mr. Song Er, because every time they met, they were sarcastic and mocking to her.
Now that they know that Song Wanwan is a fake daughter and Jiang Nanxi is the real daughter, they naturally look down on Jiang Nanxi.
Song Zili walked in, looked at Jiang Nanxi with his chin raised, and the first thing he said was, "Are you sure this time? Don't bring back a fake again. If it's fake again, I'll die of laughter."
Jiang Nanxi took out his cell phone and said seriously, "Are you laughing to death? Do you want me to help you book a crematorium? I have some connections in the crematorium, so I can arrange for you to be the first one to be cremated."
Song Zili: ???
Jiang Nanxi: "Do you want to cremate in the morning or in the afternoon? You can't cremate at night because the yin energy is too strong and the crematorium won't open. What kind of urn would you like after the cremation? I happen to have some in stock and can sell you one at a high price."
Song Zili: ???
When Song Zili saw Jiang Nanxi's serious expression, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she said to the servant beside her, "Is she mentally okay? Could it be that this person was brought back from the mental hospital by my eldest cousin?"
Song Zili snorted and said, "Forget it, forget it. I am a magnanimous person and I won't bother with you.
This is the dress my mother prepared for you, please change into it quickly. Today is a very formal banquet, everyone has to wear a dress.
Oh, by the way, can you wear a dress? You have never seen a haute couture dress like this in your life, right? You'd better let them help you put it on, otherwise you will make a mistake and be laughed at. "
The servant came over with a dress, ready to help Jiang Nanxi change into it.
"No need to help me, I can put it on myself."
Jiang Nanxi took the dress, looked at Song Zili meaningfully and said, "What are you going to wear to the party? The one you're wearing? I don't think it looks good."
Song Zili said with an unpleasant expression, "What do you know? You country bumpkin! This is the latest model from the Paris fashion show, a limited edition haute couture dress designed by an internationally renowned designer. The price of one is ten times more expensive than yours! Do you have any aesthetic sense?"
Jiang Nanxi said, "Well, it's pretty, but I still don't think it suits you. I have a dress here, and I think this style is more suitable for you.
Your mother gave me a dress, so how about I give you one too?"
Song Zili sneered, "What kind of dress do you have? If you have a good dress, would you wear it to my house like this? Can you please not give me some crappy stuff? I don't need it!"
Jiang Nanxi took out the suit.
The scene fell into an eerie silence.
Jiang Nanxi looked at the white ancient prison uniform in his hand, looked at Song Zili innocently and said, "Why are you not talking? Don't you think this style is unique? It's pure prison style in white. It suits you very well!"
Song Zili: ???
Before Song Zili could react, Jiang Nanxi said, "Not only can you wear this dress, your father can wear it, your mother can wear it, and your brother can wear it. It's a perfect match for people of all ages. You'll win if you wear it."
Are you sure you don't want to put on my outfit? After you put it on, you will definitely be the most eye-catching focus at the banquet today. Don't you want those rich and noble men to notice you at first sight?"
Song Zili: ???
Song Zili was speechless. "You are really mentally ill. What kind of dress is this..."
The servants beside Song Zili also looked at Jiang Nanxi in surprise, with sympathy in their eyes.
Such a good girl was finally found by Young Master Song and was about to enjoy her life, but it turned out that she turned out to be a mentally ill patient with problems in his brain!
Jiang Nanxi, holding the white ancient prison uniform in his hand, suddenly turned his head and looked at a corner of the room.
The ghost of the woman who died unjustly was right there. After receiving the signal from Jiang Nanxi's eyes, she floated over and went straight into Song Zilie's body.
After Song Zili was possessed by the female ghost, an abnormal red light flashed in his eyes. Then he suddenly walked over and took the white prison uniform from Jiang Nanxi's hand.
She said in surprise, "Although this is not a dress, it is indeed very special. The most important thing is that I can finally be the focus of the whole audience!"
maid:???
When the servants around her heard Song Zili say this, they all opened their mouths wide and looked at her in disbelief.
She's not really going to wear it, is she?!
Song Zili shook the clothes and said excitedly, "Quick, all of you get out! I want to put on this most special dress and give my dad a surprise!"
One of the servants quickly stopped her and said, "Miss, no! This is not a surprise, this is a shock! How can a wealthy lady wear this kind of clothes to attend a party? Today is your father's birthday party!"
"roll!"
Song Zili pushed her away impatiently, "Do you have any aesthetic sense? You say such a beautiful dress is not suitable! I think it fits me perfectly, it's like it was tailor-made for me!"
Song Zili directly drove everyone out and then changed into white prison uniforms in the room.
During this process, Song Zili's mind remained clear and she was screaming in her heart that she should not do this, but she could not control her behavior.
It's like someone else is controlling her body!
She found that she had lost control of her body and could only watch herself do such an outrageous thing!
After Song Zili changed his clothes, Jiang Nanxi went in and changed into the dress.
She asked the servant, "Has the banquet started yet? When can it be my turn to perform?"
When the servants saw Song Zili standing beside them in a white prison uniform, they were all a little distracted and no one answered Jiang Nanxi's questions.
At this time, the housekeeper came from the corridor and said, "Where is the young lady? Where is the young lady? The master asked you to go over, Young Master Liu and Mr. Song are here!"
The housekeeper was feeling very strange.
The young lady has had a crush on the young master of the Liu family since she was a child. In the past, she always went there in advance to places where he was present. Why is she hiding this time?
Is she still putting on makeup? After all, the young lady cares a lot about her image in front of other rich young masters, especially when Liu Qingyan is present!
As a result, when the butler walked to the door of the lounge, he saw Song Zili rushing out in a white prison uniform, "Here I come!"
housekeeper:???!
and many more!
What ran by?
Is that a lady?
What are you wearing?!
After the housekeeper realized what was happening, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly chased after Song Zili to stop her, "Miss, don't go over there yet!"
At this banquet, the gentleman will discuss marriage with the Liu family. How can she dress like this!