The fake daughter turned into a rich man, but you, Mr. Si, can’t reach that level.

"Oh, by the way, the clothes the master and his wife are wearing today were all given by Ouyan, and the ones you gave..."

Zhang Ma added again, "You can go to the seasonal dressing room and have a look."

The seasonal cloakroom, as the name suggests, is where items you don’t plan to wear or don’t need will be placed there for the time being. After a while, someone will select some good ones and donate them, which is also a good deed.

There are so many clothes there, taking up a whole sixty square meters of space, so densely packed that they can’t even be counted...

Li Yusha really couldn't restrain her inner shock. When she went to look at it, she realized that she had carefully selected and even paid a high price to hire a designer. The latest clothes specially designed for her parents were all hung in the corner...

Never worn it once!

Suddenly a little disheartened...

Si Yechen's parents are coming tonight. Her favorite parents are wearing clothes designed by Ou Yan, but not the ones she gave them. Does this mean they think the things she gave them are not worthy of the show?

"Miss Yusha, have you noticed that your fate is very similar to that of these clothes? At first, you thought you could let the master and his wife take a second look, but you didn't expect that the master and his wife didn't take it seriously at all..."

Li Yusha's eyes dimmed.

At this moment, Zhang Ma's eyes flashed with a hint of calculation.

Yesterday, she told Li Yuanfu and Song Qiaoying that she would iron the clothes Miss Yusha gave them. After getting their consent, she secretly hung these brand-new clothes in the seasonal cloakroom, just to let Miss Yusha see them. Misunderstand.

The clothes Miss Yusha sent this time were mainly black and white. In order to prevent them from being worn, she took some more black and white clothes that Miss Yusha gave to Li Yuanfu and Song Qiaoying half a year ago. She tried to make them yellow and old, and then asked them for them. don't want.

Of course they wouldn't wear such clothes, so they let her hang them in the seasonal cloakroom and planned to donate them.

At this time, Li Yusha went downstairs after hesitating for a while and happened to see Song Qiaoying arranging flowers. She pretended to be fine and chatted with Song Qiaoying in a relaxed tone. After a while, she asked, "Mom, I just took the clothes I didn't want to change for the season." When I was in the cloakroom, I happened to see the black and white clothes I gave you...don't you and dad like them?"

"Oh, what are you talking about..." Song Qiaoying suddenly realized, remembering what Zhang Ma said, and looked at her with a smile, "Those styles are very good, but they can't be worn anymore. Good boy, if you are serious, don't give them to Dad in the future." Mom buys such expensive clothes.”

Li Yusha asked, "Why can't I wear it anymore?"

"Just... the color is a bit bad, it doesn't look good on me." Song Qiaoying didn't understand why she asked that.

The color is wrong...

It doesn’t look good on...

Li Yusha thought about it secretly and understood instantly.

Yes, black and white represent unlucky. On an occasion like today, of course, you cannot wear clothes of this color.

However, you can keep it for later wear, there is no need to put it in the seasonal dressing room...

She took another look at Song Qiaoying's beautiful skirt. This red color represents happiness, right?

Li Yusha finally believed that it was not Zhang's mother who lied, but that her parents really did this...

I left her gift in the seasonal dressing room...

Just now in the dressing room during the season change, she saw many of her favorite clothes being discarded there without anyone notifying her.

Zhang Ma said it was what the master and his wife meant...

Couldn't this home tolerate her as a person and her clothes?

She didn't ask any more questions and went upstairs after chatting for a while. Her back was a little dark and lonely.

Song Qiaoying was arranging flowers. She always felt that something was wrong with Li Yusha today. Was she a little unhappy because she saw that she was wearing the clothes given by Ou Yan but not those given by her?

With this in mind, Song Qiaoying called Zhang's mother again, "Sister Zhang, have you ironed the clothes that Shasha gave us?"

"Madam, are you talking about the latest batch of clothes sent by Miss Yusha? Miss Yusha sent more clothes and the fabrics were better. I was afraid that they would be damaged, so I made an appointment with the company you used to iron. , I planned to iron and maintain all the clothes given by Miss Yusha for them at one time. I had already agreed with them, but they happened to be busy and couldn't finish the ironing so quickly..."

Song Qiaoying didn't expect such an unlucky coincidence, "Well, there's no need to perm it. Shasha is at home during the holidays these days, and I want to wear it..."

"Madam, I sent them to someone else's company. Do you want to take them back now? I'm afraid that Mr. Si and Mrs. Si will come here often recently, so I thought it would be better to iron the clothes. If you want them, I'll get them for you now. Come back... Oops..." When Zhang Ma said this, she pretended to feel pain.

Song Qiaoying asked hurriedly, "Sister Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Ma smiled and said, "It's okay, I accidentally fell down today..."

"Ah? When did you fall? Where did you fall? Are you okay? Have you seen a doctor?" Song Qiaoying did not doubt it, but asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm old and no longer useful... In two years, I have to go back to take care of myself."

When the time comes for Li Yusha to get married, her identity will be exposed, and she will be a nanny and suffer from such cowardice!

Of course I won't work here anymore and will live with Li Yusha first.

Song Qiaoying was still a little reluctant to leave her, and said something about her hard work, and then hung up the phone.

The clothes matter was not urgent. Song Qiaoying asked her to have a good rest. Zhang's mother sent another WeChat message to Li Yusha and made some insinuations. She found that Li Yusha was not helping, and she felt better.

It was eight o'clock in the evening.

A servant came in happily and reported, "Master and Madam, Mr. Si and Mrs. Si are here, and they have brought a lot of things!!"

Just as a greeting gift, eighteen bodyguards were brought in, and everyone was shocked by the generosity.

Li Yuanfu and Song Qiaoying wanted to go out to greet them, but Aunt Lan quickly led Si Jianye and Nie Shuqing in...

"Yuanfu, long time no see, hahaha..." Si Jianye greeted Li Yuanfu as brothers as soon as he walked in. He shook hands with Li Yuanfu, hugged him like a gentleman, and laughed, "I'm really happy these days..."

"Jianye, are you finally willing to come back? Tell me, how long has it been since I last saw you!"

"Shuqing, you're here!" Song Qiaoying hugged Nie Shuqing happily when she saw her. "We haven't seen you for a while, why are you young again? You are traveling around the world and you are exposed to the sun, but you are still well-maintained. so good!"

"Hey, my husband spoiled me..." Li Yuanfu on the side smoothed things over with a smile.

"I think you two parents-in-law are young, and your daughter finally recognizes her. Your spirit is different..." Nie Shuqing praised them again, and the Westerners invited each other to sit down first.

Eighteen bodyguards brought in all the gifts and put them aside neatly.

"Oh Shuqing, I didn't know. I thought you were coming to propose marriage. Why did you prepare so many things..."