The Rich Lady, She Tore Up the Script of White Moonlight

They are all snow-white fairy skirts, and they have a cold and dusty temperament on them.

Wearing such clothes, those who didn't know thought she and Chen Xiangxiang were wearing sister clothes.

And her stature is quite tall among girls, but the clothes in that store are more cute and girly, and the size has always been small.

When she was fifteen years old, she was suitable for wearing such clothes, but she was not very suitable for eighteen years old.

At least, not as suitable as Chen Xiangxiang.

If she really wears her upper body, Chen Xiangxiang will be more delicate, delicate and charming; and she is tall and long with long legs, which will make her skirt appear short and nondescript.

She thought about it and made a call with her cell phone.

"Uncle Li, how long does it take for my custom-made clothes to be ready? I sent the size to Helen in the morning."

The other end of the phone was in a hurry, and after a while, a hearty middle-aged male voice sounded: "Xiao Xi, are you finally able to appreciate your Uncle Li's style? I'll just say, the little girl's family, dressed all day long. So what are you doing!"

Yan Xi couldn't help but frown: "Actually, I have always admired the clothes designed by Uncle Li. The colors are lively and bold without being kitsch. It makes me feel better."

She used to like to wear white clothes because Yan Qingcheng liked it.

Later, after experiencing Yan Qingcheng's serious illness and he got leukemia, he stayed in the hospital for many years.

Tired of seeing white.

Since she is determined to live well and hard, why can't her life be more colorful?

Li Weiran flipped through the order, "I have expedited your design for you, but I'm afraid it will take a little time, why not let me match some clothes and go see you tomorrow morning?"

"Then I'm afraid you have to be earlier. I'm going to Shengyang High School tomorrow."

"You still have to go to school? No, do you need to go to school?!" Li Weiran couldn't help but question his soul. "Aren't you really a full-level player returning to the Novice Village?"

Yan Xi couldn't help but smile: "Why don't you need it? I still want to get into a good university."

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The next morning, Yan Xi went for a walk by the lake as usual, and tried to jog a few steps.

Unexpectedly, she met Xie Changze again. Seeing the mask on the other's face, Yan Xi raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Allergies." Dark eyes swept across her body, and suddenly his long arms stretched out and pulled Yan Xi. "Be careful, don't run if you're not feeling well."

Yan Xi thanked her, and then she didn't force herself, and started walking slowly.

When she entered the home yard, she heard several servants talking.

"Have you seen it, it's so similar, I almost got it wrong!"

"Yeah, Miss Xiangxiang really looks like the lady in the photo, and those who didn't know it thought it was the wife's own!"

"Fuck, that's because you haven't seen the previous eldest miss. Miss Xiangxiang is very similar to the previous eldest lady!"

...

When Yan Xi returned home, Xi Jingxing, Xi Yan, and Chen Xiangxiang were all dressed neatly and sat at the dining table.

Yan Xi noticed that Chen Xiangxiang specially wore a brand new white gauze dress today, her brows and eyes became cold, and when she lowered her eyes and did not speak, she looked like fifteen-year-old Yan Xi.

When Xi Jingxing looked at Chen Xiangxiang, his eyes became obviously softer, and he took the initiative to pass the porridge to her, "Xiangxiang, drink porridge."

"Thank you." Chen Xiangxiang opened her mouth, her originally lively voice became much cooler and more ethereal.

This time, not only did Xi Jingxing look in a trance, but even Xi Yan had an expression of surprise, "You wouldn't be imitating Yan Yan on purpose, it's really like that!"

“Nonsense!” Xi Jingxing reprimanded him, “Xiangxiang originally looks like Yan Yan.”

Xi Yan shrugged, turned around to see Yan Xi, and hurriedly waved, "Yan Yan, come and have breakfast!"

Yan Xi sat down at the dining table,

Calmly took off his mask, revealing his face covered with rashes, and began to eat breakfast.

Because of her morning exercise, she wore very loose sports clothes. Although she looked outstanding because of her slender stature, she was defeated by the red rash on her face that was comparable to disfigurement.

If there was anyone who looked the most like her fifteen-year-old, even Yan Xi had to admit that it was Chen Xiangxiang.

"Sister Yanyan, don't you change your clothes?" Chen Xiangxiang couldn't help but ask when she looked at Yan Xi's sportswear.

Yan Xi ate breakfast calmly: "No change."

Chen Xiangxiang hesitated.

After eating breakfast, seeing Yan Xi getting up and preparing to leave the table, she couldn't help but ask Xi Jingxing, "Uncle Xi, is it inappropriate for me to dress like this?"

Her voice was low, but Yan Xi still heard it, and glanced at Chen Xiangxiang with a subtle look.

If she remembered correctly, in the novel, Chen Xiangxiang was the most disgusted by being said to be like Yan Xi, so she dressed in her own distinct style.

Wearing it like this now, beauty is beauty, but I always feel that my temperament is suppressed.

But Xi Jingxing obviously liked Chen Xiangxiang's dress like this, "Why is it inappropriate? This dress suits you too much!"

"Miss!" Butler He pinpointed Yan Xi as soon as he came in, "Mr. Li is here."

Li Weiran came over with his assistant Helen.

Carrying a few clothes, Helen came in and greeted Chen Xiangxiang who was about to go upstairs, "Miss Yanxi, good morning!"

She subconsciously ignored the woman who was walking towards her, holding a mask to cover her rash.

Chen Xiangxiang curled up slightly with her fingers grasping the armrest, and quickly glanced at Yan Xi, just as she was about to open her mouth to explain.

"Crack!" A ruler knocked on Helen's head, and Li Weiran's voice sounded faintly, "Helen, your eyes are blind, and Yan Yan is clearly standing in front of you."

Li Weiran turned his head to look at the tall little girl in front of him, his eyes softened a lot, he couldn't help raising his hand and rubbed the top of Yan Xi's head, "I've grown a lot taller, no wonder the body proportions are so perfect!"

He didn't even glance at Chen Xiangxiang, as if the other party was air.

Only then did Helen react, and he was so embarrassed: "Miss Yan Xi, I'm sorry, I'm blind."

After she received Yan Xi's body data yesterday, she was still amazed, thinking that she would be able to see the beauty today, but she was so clumsy that she mistook Chen Xiangxiang, whose body proportions were far worse than Yan Xi's, as Yan Xi. It really shouldn't be.

Yan Xi smiled calmly: "It's okay, let's go upstairs."

Li Weiran nodded slightly towards Xi Jingxing with a cold expression.

He is a well-known fashion designer, and his self-created high-end clothing brand, Mo Ran, was very popular at home and abroad as soon as it came out.

Chen Xiangxiang went downstairs with her schoolbag and saw Fu Yuhuai sitting on the sofa in the living room chatting with Xi Yan.

"Yuhuai, you're here." Chen Xiangxiang smiled and came over to say hello.

Fu Yuhuai raised his head and glanced at her, and at that moment, a flash of light flashed in the fox's eyes.

The Chen Xiangxiang in front of her was so reminiscent of Yan Xi back then, gentle and quiet, and even her smile seemed to be a perfect replica.

Digression: When the stand-in starts to imitate deliberately, it means that she no longer has confidence in herself...