After the groom escaped from the marriage, I was doted on by billionaires every day

"Okay, I'll come out now."

After explaining to Yao Qi, Lin Dongyu walked out of the door and saw a white Rolls-Royce parked in front of him. The entire body was of retro design, which matched Song Junli very well.

Different from when he came to pick him up in the morning, he changed into a formal white dress, with a sapphire brooch on his chest and diamond cufflinks.

The car and clothes that showed off his wealth made him look elegant and expensive.

Lin Dongyu looked back at his dusty body and smiled: "It seems that I need to go back to the hotel to change my clothes first."

She came here to work. Taking into account the fashion and fragrance industry characteristics of Huadu, she stuffed an extra black dress into her suitcase. She ordered the ironing service when she left the hotel, and it would be just right to go back and get it now.

Song Junli was dressed so grandly, she couldn't be rude.

"Ms. Lin looks equally beautiful no matter what she wears."

Song Junli first praised her and said, "Why bother going back to the hotel? Not far from here is Avenue 5. You can buy any clothes you want there."

"No trouble."

Lin Dongyu declined politely, looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said: "I am used to wearing my own clothes, and it will take time to buy them now."

Although she said it euphemistically, her meaning was clear: she just wanted to have a meal, she would not accept his gift of clothes, and she would not go shopping with him.

To put it bluntly, treat him as an outsider.

It was agreed that a meal would offset the favor of the invitation, so she would only have one meal.

Song Junli was startled, then laughed and said, "Okay, Miss Lin is always so outspoken, so I'll just follow you."

When we got back to the hotel, the black dress had indeed been ironed.

Lin Dongyu saved up her own money to buy the dress from an affordable luxury brand to attend formal occasions such as annual cocktail receptions. Don’t seek to be stunning, just be classic and timeless, and can be worn when needed.

The velvet material is very suitable for this winter season, but the temperature in Huadu is more than ten degrees lower than that in Haicheng. Wearing a skirt alone is obviously not enough, especially the one-shoulder style. The wind can take away all the body temperature. .

She let down her long hair and accessorized it with a crystal hairpin.

Simply putting on light makeup, Lin Dongyu put on stockings, a pair of white over-the-knee lambskin boots, and then held the camel cashmere coat he wore before in his hands.

There was plenty of heating in the hotel. She walked out of the elevator wearing a formal dress and received many admiring looks along the way.

She is tall and graceful, and she wears a classic little black dress in a variety of ways, making Song Junli unable to take his eyes off her.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would have applauded for her.

He has met many women, but there has never been one who can tug at his heartstrings like Lin Dongyu.

From Song Junli's perspective, he could certainly see that the total number of clothes she wore did not exceed five figures, but she wore them to give off the aura of a big-name brand.

The only decoration on Lin Dongyu's body was the crystal hairpin, but it made him feel just right, as if one more thing was a burden.

She is a priceless gem in her own right and needs nothing else to adorn her.

To describe her as a model is blasphemy. How can a model have such a temperament as hers?

Cheerful and delicate.

"You're so beautiful!"

Seeing her walking towards him, Song Junli stretched out his arm like a gentleman and asked Lin Dongyu to take him.

Lin Dongyu tilted his head and smiled, then generously held his arm.

Etiquette, out of etiquette.

Lin Dongyu told himself this, but Song Junli had a look of pride in his eyes.

The restaurant is a particularly high-end formal French restaurant.

The crystal chandelier hangs quietly high in the sky, and the glossy black marble floor sets a retro-elegant tone for the entire restaurant. The performer plays classical music on the grand piano.

In line with Song Junli's long-standing aesthetics, and also in line with his dress today, it is stipulated that customers must attend in formal attire.

It was like a scene from a movie, with people dressed nicely and talking softly.

Lin Dongyu handed his coat to the waiter, and together with Song Junli, walked to the seat next to the floor-to-ceiling glass window and sat down.

The waiter quickly brought the menu, and Song Junli motioned for him to hand it to Lin Dongyu. Ladies first.

Lin Dongyu smiled and said, "I'm not familiar with French food. Appetizers, appetizers, and cold dishes are all too complicated, and I can't understand them."

She makes no secret of it.

Song Junli is different from Mo Chen. She just wants the other person to give up quickly.

However, Song Junli didn't take it seriously. He took the menu and said, "I'll teach you. It's very simple."

Lin Dongyu shook his head and was about to speak when a sudden, deep male voice came from beside him, with a domineering tone: "My woman, do you need your teaching?"