Chapter 809 The Invisible Little Rich Woman
Milan and Modena are both northern cities in Italy, but in stark contrast to the "Engine Capital", it is full of artistic atmosphere.
As the "World Design Capital", Milan is home to more than half of the world's famous fashion brands.
Brands such as Armani, Versace, Fendi, Prada, Valentino, Dolce & Gabbana, and Moschino all originated in this city, and Milan Fashion Week has an impact on global fashion.
Three blue, black and silver Bugatti supercars slowly stopped on Via Montenapoleone.
This is the most elegant, luxurious, exquisite, charming and expensive shopping street in Milan and even in the world.
Of course, it has little to do with Napoleon the Great of France, but it is simply because in the early 19th century, Milan was the capital of the Italian Republic during Napoleon's rule.
Vincent was stunned for a moment after getting off the car.
He didn't feel that there were too many people in the car just now, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he could only sigh that it was so easy to make money from women.
Completely different from the street in its name, Montenapoleone is more like an elegant alley.
Under the European-style buildings full of Italian style, there are exquisitely designed and innovative windows, which perfectly interpret the concepts of their respective brands.
The two fathers looked at the crowded crowd in front of them and swallowed subconsciously.
After being a driver, he worked as a bodyguard, and then as a laborer.
If I had known it would be like this, I would have eaten more at lunch.
Compared to the depressed fathers, the two mothers were extremely excited.
They looked at Hermes, then at Dior, and didn't feel tired at all.
Behind them, the smile on Vincent's face gradually disappeared.
No matter whether she is a Muggle or a witch, a nerd or a lady, as long as she is a woman, she cannot give up the pursuit of beauty.
In the Chanel flagship store,
Vincent had no idea how many times he had said "so pretty" to Hermione.
It's not that he was being perfunctory, it's just that his girlfriend who kept changing her clothes was too crazy.
Casual, cool, pure, cute, British, business, celebrity, neutral, elegant, sexy, retro...
From the initial novelty and surprise to the current numbness, from paying close attention to becoming accustomed to it.
He silently watched Hermione, who was immersed in her own world, pick up an evening dress and walk into the fitting room.
In fact, a girlfriend dresses up beautifully not only to please herself, but also to please her boyfriend.
Thinking of this, his patience returned.
Hermione took a little longer this time, after all, it was an evening gown, and it was her first time wearing it.
When she came out of the fitting room, Vincent's eyes widened.
The one-shoulder asymmetrical black evening dress perfectly shows off her graceful figure, and the slit on one side of the skirt shows off her long, white legs to the fullest.
The thin golden lines on the dress and the black high heels inlaid with rhinestones on her feet set off each other, making her as mysterious as the deep starry night.
Hermione came to Vincent and turned around, "How about this set?"
"I'm sorry, I can't find the right words because you wear it so perfectly."
She smiled very happily, "Really? It's a pity that this is an evening dress and can't be worn as an everyday outfit."
"If you like it, buy it." Vincent gestured to the clerk.
"Please check out the clothes she just tried on, thank you."
Hermione quickly held down his hand as he took out his wallet, "You don't have to buy everything."
She winked at the clerk, "Besides, this is what I'm wearing, so I should pay for it."
Vincent didn't insist. He was not a male chauvinist.
But he still took out his credit card from his wallet, "Okay, but I've always wanted to give you a gift, and I have to pay for this dress."
Hermione did not refuse. She went into the fitting room to change back into her own clothes, then went to the clothes she had tried on and started to choose.
It seemed that she was having difficulty making decisions again. She glanced at Vincent behind her and took out a bank card from her bag without any hesitation.
"Please help me pack them all, thank you."
Under Vincent's surprised eyes, she handed the bank card to the clerk.
Dentist is a high-paying profession in the West, and the Granger family is a middle-class family. Moreover, the overall economic downturn in Europe is making it difficult for wealthy people to buy sports cars, and the brand premium of luxury goods is not as outrageous as it will be in the future.
What really surprised Vincent was that she bought all the clothes she tried on without even a moment's hesitation, simply because she said they looked "really beautiful".
The clerk didn't give him much time to sigh, as nearly twenty shopping bags soon made him smile bitterly.
Holding a few in hands and slinging a few on shoulders, although it looks a bit funny, almost all men on the street look like this.
Hermione felt a little distressed and wanted to help get some, but was rejected by Vincent.
She leaned close to his ear and said, "How about putting it quietly in my makeup box?"
He looked at the crowd outside the store.
This was Italy, but her offer was tempting.
The two exchanged glances in tacit understanding, and after leaving the Chanel flagship store, they stood on the street and stuffed the shopping bags into their makeup boxes as if no one was around.
The magical thing is that the passers-by around them seemed unaware of their presence, and their walking routes completely avoided them.
It was not until they put away the shopping bags that they became aware of the two men again.
Vincent took Hermione's hand and joked, "If I were caught by the Italian Ministry of Magic, I would definitely betray you first."
She looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that there were no wizards around, she curled her lips slightly.
"The mastermind is guilty, and you, the accomplice, can't escape either."
A couple of criminals, it’s exciting just to think about it.
Hermione, in a good mood, held Vincent's big hand in reverse, her bright eyes swept around the shops, and her gaze finally locked on the carriage pattern across the street.
Hermes, the ancient Greek god of commerce and patron of magic.
But what attracted her was not the myth, but the scepter of the god of commerce, also known as the Caduceus, held in the hand of Hermes.
Although both are French brands, Hermès has a longer history and is positioned much higher than Chanel, and has always been hailed as the king of luxury goods.
When they walked into the store, she did not go straight to the women's clothing area, but pulled Vincent to the men's clothing area.
"Thank you for the dress and shoes just now. Now it's my turn to give you a gift."
Hermione's eyes were undeniable, and he nodded subconsciously.
By the time he realized what was happening, she had already picked out an outfit.
It’s also a dress, also mainly black.
Couple outfit?
There are actually many occasions suitable for formal wear, such as gatherings and parties.
Vincent in the fitting room thought that the Owl Court Club must hold more activities in the new semester.
And a warning sign saying "Black Swan No Entry" must be posted at the door.
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