Ninety lucky little sweet wife

The largest shopping mall in Duancheng is in the west of the city, not too far from where Zhu Yan and the others live.

This morning, Zhu Yan drove Wu Yue, and the two went to the shopping mall together.

The school just started the summer vacation recently, and there are many children in the shopping mall. At the entrance, the merchant simply set up a special area for children. There are special staff here to take care of the children, so that parents can go shopping with peace of mind.

Zhu Yan admired such a business-minded businessman.

After wandering around, the two came to the clothing area on the second floor of the mall.

With a dazzling array of various costumes, Wu Yue seemed to have the feeling that Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden, and she felt strange about everything she saw.

Indeed, there are more shops on the first floor of the shopping mall than there are on the two streets of Qiuhu Town.

Not to mention the clothes sold inside.

One focuses on the rural middle-aged and elderly market, and the other focuses on the famous brand effect pursued by urban young people.

It's not even a countertop.

The two walked into a store front and back, and the salesperson who was leisurely playing the Tetris game machine looked up at them, so he lowered his head again and said something casually.

"There are no discounts in this store. You can look at the clothes at will. They are all new styles. If you don't buy it, don't try it."

With such a service attitude, Zhu Yan was also drunk, and was about to pull Wu Yue to change a store, but she saw that she had already started shopping a few steps by herself.

Zhu Yan had no choice but to give up, and followed Wu Yue, picking up the clothes for her.

Wu Yue's dressing style before was always in the style of a country woman, no matter how cheap, how comfortable to wear, how convenient to work, anyway, it was a mess of vulgarity.

Her facial features are fairly delicate, she works in a canteen and never does farm work, and her skin is rare among rural women.

As the saying goes: "One white covers all ugliness, one black destroys everything."

Zhu Yan believed that as long as Wu Yue changed her vulgar dressing style, she would definitely be a beauty.

The clothes, colors and styles in the specialty store are the most popular at the moment.

Wu Yue doesn't know much about fashion, and after shopping around, she couldn't find anything she likes, so she suddenly lost interest.

At this time, Zhu Yan handed the two dresses she had chosen to Wu Yue.

"Ah Yue, go to the fitting room over there to see if it fits."

Wu Yue first habitually turned out the hang tag on the dress, and then sneaked a glance in the direction of the salesperson, seeing that she was staring at them unkindly, with a look of embarrassment on her face, she said in a low voice: "Ayan, this dress It's too expensive, so don't try it."

Zhu Yan had expected Wu Yue's reaction when she first looked at the price on the tag when she picked out a piece of clothing.

"Take it as an investment. The more you invest, the more income you will get. Don't you want to see Qiu Dongli's surprise when he sees you?"

Zhu Yan naturally knew what Wu Yue cared about the most, and what kind of words would hit her heart just right, so when Zhu Yan said this, Wu Yue gritted her teeth, took the dress from Zhu Yan, and got into the next door. In the fitting room.

Zhu Yan's vision is quite good. When Wu Yue took off her sordid, black sweater and trousers that even her grandmother disliked, and put on a goose-yellow halter neck dress, she was gracefully dressed. The posture is vividly reflected.

Wu Yue's figure is very good, there is no extra fat on her abdomen, and what's even better is her pair of thin and long legs, which are eye-catching.

Wu Yue, who grew up in the countryside, has deep-rooted conservative thinking. When she saw her bare shoulders, she wanted to protect them with her hands unnaturally.

"Ayan, this skirt is too revealing, it doesn't suit me."

Zhu Yan didn't refute her, and pulled her closer to the fitting mirror, "Look for yourself, if you still think the previous clothes look good, you can change them back."

Just ask, which girl doesn't love beauty, Wu Yue feels a little strange when she sees a slim woman in the mirror.

Inappropriately, I recalled what Qiu Dongli had said to her in the hospital that day.

"What are you wearing today? You dressed yourself like an 80-year-old lady at a young age. Didn't I send you money, so I couldn't buy some decent clothes?"

When he spoke lightly, his words fell on her heart like a sharp steel needle piercing her heart.

If she appeared in front of him again, dressed like this, he should be willing to introduce her to his colleagues around him.

Thinking of this, Wu Yue's heart sank and she walked back to the fitting room.

Just when Zhu Yan thought she would put back on the dusty clothes, she found that Wu Yue just went back and took back the previous clothes.

Unexpectedly, she was still wearing that light yellow dress.

In addition to the goose yellow dress, Wu Yue asked Zhu Yan to help her choose a few more clothes, the same size, so she didn't even have to try them on.

When they went to check out, the salesperson finally put down the game console in his hand and smiled obsequiously at them.

Seeing the salesperson's smiling face, Wu Yue was overjoyed, and asked cautiously, "Sister salesperson, I bought so many clothes, can you make them cheaper?"

After a while, the salesperson's hand paused, and the smile disappeared in an instant, "You're kidding me here, you reminded me when you first entered the store, our store doesn't offer discounts, if you can't afford it, pretend to be a rich person, where are you cold?" Wait and go."

After all, she stuffed the folded clothes into the packing bag and threw them into the closet next to her.