Chapter 446 Damon’s Engagement Ning Yingying was in a daze, hesitating whether to respond, when she heard Damon's voice from the other side of the phone, "Come to my engagement party together!" The voice on the phone couldn't hear any more expressions. Ning Yingying suddenly realized when she thought of the theme of "a well-matched son from a well-known family" mentioned in the previous hot search. She had said before that Damon was going to get engaged, and she was still wondering if there would be any room for maneuver, but now it seemed that it was a done deal. "I'll pick you up." Pei Shiyan's voice was as gentle as ever. Ning Yingying nodded, "Okay." After hanging up the phone, Ning Yingying thought for a while and picked up her phone to check Luolan's latest news. It was discovered that she had not appeared on the screen much since she went back last time. Even the catwalks that she had always loved and been proud of had not appeared on a few. There were some conjectures in her mind, but after all, feelings were a matter between two people. Even if Ning Yingying felt regretful, it could not change the situation. Half an hour later, Pei Shiyan parked his car and took the elevator to Ning Yingying's office. None of the staff in the outside area had returned yet. At this time, Ning Yingying was the only one in the empty hall. Pei Shiyan walked in, put his hands in his pockets and sat down on the sofa. Ning Yingying picked out a high-end dress that she had worn before. After all, it was an engagement party, so it would not look good if it was too ugly. "Are there no other dresses?" Pei Shiyan glanced at it and stood up. Ning Yingying's neck was very beautiful, slender and fair. The dress was very nice, but it had been worn before. With that said, Pei Shiyan called his assistant. A few minutes later, the assistant rushed over with a haute couture dress, "It was flown over."
He raised his head and his eyes met Pei Shiyan's mesmerized look. The tips of his ears turned red. The staff around him didn't dare to laugh, so they could only cover the corners of their mouths. Her beauty can only be described as "untainted by fine dust". When she came out of the fitting room, Ning Yingying was a little annoyed because the zipper could not be closed. Unexpectedly, Pei Shiyan shook his head and asked her to change her clothes no matter what, but Ning Yingying had no choice but to go back to the fitting room with the dress in her arms. Pei Shiyan nodded and signaled to Ning Yingying, "Is it okay for my wife to try it on?" Time was too tight, so Ning Yingying originally planned to go just like that, but it was just a dress that she saw many female celebrities still wearing. of. As the eldest son that Mr. Dai has held in his hands since he was a child, Damon's status in the Dai family is second only to Mr. Dai. Pei Shiyan walked over and gently put his arms around Ning Yingying's waist, shall we get off? Ning Yingying nodded, and half an hour later, the two of them were received by the waiter and arrived at Dai's mountaintop villa. Time is too tight, otherwise, we could do better. The specific place where it is stored is unknown. As Pei Shiyan expected, Ning Yingying, who put on her formal dress, looked like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world. This haute couture piece is the final work of French fashion designer BG. There are only two pieces in the world. Ning Yingying's piece was ordered by Pei Shiyan early in the morning, and the other piece was reportedly bought by a mysterious person. All those who came to attend the wedding banquet were upper-class celebrities, including many business giants. The appearance of Pei Shiyan made everyone present exclaim. Pei Shiyan didn't like to socialize. This was something that all the upper class celebrities knew. The fact that he could come to the Dai family's wedding banquet once again proved that the relationship between the two families was not good. generally. "Where's Damon?" Ning Yingying looked around, but didn't see Damon's figure. When she arrived, it was the bride, wearing a white haute couture dress, standing below to toast. The nanny came pushing champagne. Pei Shiyan reached out and took one and put it in his hand. "Maybe it's not out yet?" After saying that, he looked up to the second floor. On the second floor, near the glass window, in the room, Damon was meditating on the sofa. On the coffee table in front of him was a haute couture dress packaged in a long sky blue box. Opening it, there was another one of BG's masterpieces inside. BG only made two haute couture styles of this style, one sky blue, the one in front of him, and the other one at Pei Shiyan's place, pure white. Looking at the dress in front of him, Damon suppressed the stinging pain in his heart, raised his head, and glanced at the assistant with his head hanging at the door. "She said, don't you want it?" The assistant nodded. She had been with Damon for many years, and she knew Roland's place in his heart better than anyone else. Just now, news of a late-night dinner party between Roland and Mr. Huang was uploaded on the external platform. "Late night" and "dinner party", these words, no matter which one is used individually, are enough to kill Damon. The assistant was anxious and tried to choose the best answer, "Ms. Luo said that she has many high-end gowns in her cabinet, so I won't bother...you don't have to worry about it." While saying these words, the assistant kept peeking at Dai Meng's expression from the corner of his eye. Not surprisingly, when he heard the words "Don't worry about it," the expression on Dai Meng's face turned dark in an instant.
"Did she tell you personally?" The assistant couldn't help but curse secretly, coldly sweating Cen Cen, of course it was someone else who said it. He didn't dare to risk such words that could kill someone. Meeting Damon's eyes, he swallowed his breath and said, "Yes." It had only been a month, but she had sorted out the things she had given so clearly. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Damon raised the corners of his mouth, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "How far have she and Huang Weiqing developed?" Every time he mentioned this name, Damon wanted to bite off the flesh from Roland's body. There is a saying that goes well, those who are favored are confident, and she will always know how to hurt herself. The assistant shook his head and said, "The foreign media only photographed eating." As for the other things, he wasn't sure. Huang Weiqing is a cautious person who acts cautiously. It is impossible for foreign media to find out if he is so close to a female model. "Yeah." There was no substantial contact. In Dimon's view, at least the person was clean. Seeing Dimon's expression somewhat relaxed, the assistant had the courage to remind Dimon. "Mr. Dai... today is your engagement party with Miss Jiaqi. You..." Don't you want to go? Looking at Dai Meng, the assistant almost cried. God knows, Mr. Dai had just given the order. If he couldn't take Damon down after the banquet started, he would be fired. For so many years, he had followed Damon, acting like a cow and a horse, and only he knew how difficult it was. The more I thought about it, the more I felt aggrieved. At the end, the crying on the assistant's face became more and more obvious. Damon saw it and gave him an annoyed look. "Why are you crying and looking sad?"...Can he say that he is really wronged? Finally, after sitting on the sofa for a while, Damon got up and walked downstairs. Lin Jiaqi was standing in the crowd, being led by Mr. Dai to toast the guests, but he didn't like it, so even looking at it felt like a waste of time. Ning Yingying saw all this in her eyes and suddenly felt that neither of the two women was at fault.
