Hidden Marriage: A Heaven-sent Billionaire Husband

Chapter 579

The implication is that the Tang family will not help Subei perform additional operations this time.

As we all know, some awards can work, even if the selection is very strict, it is not completely empty.

Just look at the people above, willing or not.

Tang Yue was invisible, provoking the relationship between the Tang family and Subei. Only the day when the provocation succeeded and they made each other's grudges against each other was the day Tang Yue truly told her about Subei's life experience.

She needs a lot of things, but she doesn't need one more dispensable sister.

Subei chuckled her red lips and smiled: "Then I really appreciate them. I entered this circle and never thought of relying on operations to win awards. Relying on my own strength, I can go wherever I go. It's me. I deserve it. I don't want it that doesn't belong to me."

After that, she nodded and took a step first.

Tang Yue looked at Subei's back and snorted softly: "Who wouldn't say face-saving? Don't you want to rely on operation to win awards? You just haven't got the opportunity to operate, so you will say that."

Subei, I really hope that you will always be able to have such a high profile.

...

Because she was about to attend the awards ceremony, Subei went to the store designated by Yue Ze for her, and got the clothes customized before, as well as the dress made this time.

The dress is beautiful starry blue, very dazzling, pinched waist design, the hem just reached the thigh, just right to reveal Subei's long legs.

Ordinary evening dresses are rarely short skirts, because short skirts are relatively difficult to control, especially in formal occasions, which are easy to look dignified and heavy.

But that is only relative.

After putting on this dress, Subei put away her smile and changed her look. As her look became dignified, her dress and her whole person were also the same and looked different.

Who says it's hard to control? Who is not dignified enough?

The clerk was dumbfounded, "No wonder you said that length doesn't matter! It really doesn't matter! It doesn't matter how you dress!"

"It's also because you have done your job well to fit so well." Subei said with a smile, "Thank you."

Several shop assistants usually received so many artists from the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Those who came were all taken away. The more famous, the more temperamental. The reputation and temperament of Subei are inversely proportional. It is really true. Few feathers are rare, making them flattered.

"Do you need to change anything? Or have any other requirements?"

"Is there any leftovers in the fabric of this dress?"

"Yes, but there is only a small amount left." The clerk came out with the scraps of fabric. There weren't much, and nothing was appropriate, so they planned to throw them away.

Subei raised a smile, her eyes bright: "Can you give it to me?"

"Of course, you want to take it. But this can't do anything. If you want to do anything, there is a whole piece of good fabric over there, and you can take a whole piece at any time."

"No, that's it. Let me borrow your sewing machine."

The clerk took her over.

Subei sat down, measured the fabric, cut it open, and stepped on the sewing machine. Soon, he sewed three bow ties, one large, two small, and they looked delicate.

The clerk couldn't help but laughed: "We really didn't expect this, mainly because it doesn't match your dress very well."

"It's okay, I'll just take the other clothes." Subei thanked them with a smile.

(End of this chapter)