Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Rong Yan noticed something strange and stepped back.

Soon Fu Jingsheng held his waist. The man clasped his fingers slightly, and the woman leaned forward on him.

She raised her head: "Fu Jingsheng, let go."

Rong Yan put her elbow against the man: "I really need to take a shower. I have to get up early tomorrow to accompany Xingzhi to choose a dress."

"Oh." The man let go, and Rong Yan ran into the bathroom.

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the next morning.

The alarm clock woke up the two people in their sleep.

Rong Yan turned over and felt pain all over her body. In this condition, how could she go shopping with her best friend.

She was just about to send a message to Shen Xingzhi and changed it to the afternoon. When she opened the dialog box, she saw that Shen Xingzhi had sent a message ten minutes ago to pick her up.

Rong Yan had no choice but to get up.

"Going out so early." Fu Jingsheng asked.

"Well, Xingzhi is coming soon." Rong Yan propped up the bed board, "Please sleep a little longer, I shouldn't be home during the day."

Rong Yan put on light makeup and found that Shen Xingzhi had arrived when she went downstairs.

He was chatting happily with Sayuri.

When the two people saw Rong Yan, they said in unison, "Good morning."

"Sisters, haven't you slept well? Are you so haggard?" Shen Xingzhi pointed at Rong Yan's dark circles, "Did you wear eye makeup?"

Rong Yan lied: "There's nothing to do today. I stayed up late last night and read a book for a while. The more I read, the more I couldn't sleep. It's okay. It won't affect my shopping."

"Really?" Shen Xingzhi was dubious.

"Of course, Sister Liu, is breakfast ready? We want to eat." Rong Yan changed the subject.

The day before, I asked the servant to make extra breakfast for two people, to make it lighter.

The servant came out with the cooked health porridge.

After breakfast, the three of them went out together.

Shen Xingzhi chose mid-June for her engagement day, and the engagement banquet was arranged at Yu Wenhao's hometown. She wanted to buy herself a cheongsam, but because she had never worn such clothes before, she was afraid of choosing poorly, so she called Rong Yan.

The car was parked on the top floor of the mall.

When the three women arrived at the store, it had just opened for business.

There are hundreds of dazzling cheongsams. Shen Xingzhi has been exploring this store for a long time. At first, Yu Wenhao proposed customization, but Shen Xingzhi felt that customization was time-consuming and expensive, so it would be more grand when she gets married.

Rong Yan's eyes fell on the golden cheongsam in the window.

"This one is nice," she said.

The clerk came over to introduce it and praised Rong Yan for her good taste. She immediately noticed that the cheongsam was different. Shen Xingzhi stepped outside and took a look. There were many diamonds inlaid on the cheongsam. Compared with the ones in the store, it was indeed much more luxurious, but luxury meant Expensive.

It was estimated to be at least five digits, and she was obviously reluctant to wear it once for an engagement, but if she showed that she liked it, Rong Yan would definitely give it to her, so she said she wanted a red one with a simpler style.

The clerk introduced several latest styles, and she finally chose a red cheongsam embroidered with peonies.

Shen Xingzhi usually always said that she has a long waist and short legs, but against the backdrop of this cheongsam, she has a graceful figure. Rong Yan couldn't help but said: "Xingzhi, your figure is very suitable for wearing cheongsam, or buy a few more everyday ones." Get dressed?"

Shen Xingzhi was quite satisfied with herself in the mirror, but when she thought that a cheongsam cost several thousand dollars, she gritted her teeth and said, "I like casual wear."

Sayuri was moved, but the price was not something she could afford. After the girl helped Shen Xingzhi choose, she walked to the style she liked.

Rong Yan took out a few items from the middle, gestured to her and said, "Try them, I'll give them to you."

Sayuri refuses.

But she could see the love in the girl's eyes, Rong Yan urged her several times, and Sayuri agreed to wear it.

Sure enough, no woman can resist the temptation of cheongsam. Sayuri tried on a pink one and stared at herself for ten minutes.

Rong Yan bought the order directly.

"Sister, I will definitely return the money to you in the future."

Rong Yan touched the girl's head: "Then you have to work hard."

After coming out of the mall, the three of them went to the club.

It was Master and Disciple Lin Wei who received them again.

Lin Wei flattered Mrs. Fu to the left and Mrs. Fu to the right. Sometimes she said Rong Yan's clothes were beautiful, and sometimes she said Rong Yan had well-maintained skin... She praised her so much that Fu Jingsheng had never seen such love between husband and wife. A man who loves his wife so much...

Sayuri used to hang out in clubs and couldn't stand listening to it anymore.

Rong Yan clasped her fingers awkwardly.

"That's an exaggeration. It's just the ordinary life of ordinary people. Xingzhi, where are we going to eat later?" Rong Yan didn't want to hear Lin Wei bragging anymore. She guessed that Lin Wei was so enthusiastic that he definitely wanted her to get a senior membership card.

Hearing that Rong Yan didn't want to chat with him, Lin Wei shut up wisely and listened to them, maybe he could get some useful information.

Outside, Rong Yan never talks about the company, only discussing insignificant daily matters. They are both public figures now, so they naturally have to be careful what they say.

Lin Wei pressed the button for three hours but didn't hear a single useful message. She thought to herself: Could it be that Rong Yan was guarding her? Is it obvious that I am too eager for quick success? Next time they come, I can no longer entertain them personally.

In the evening, several people wanted to have dinner together, and Yu Wenhao called. Shen Xingzhi accepted the appointment without hesitation because he would not work overtime in the evening.

Shen Xingzhi went back, and Sayuri didn't want to eat out for fear of wasting money. Moreover, the aunt in Yushui Bay was no worse than a chef.

Rong Yan quickly called the nanny and cooked their meals.

Shen Xingzhi's family.

The woman specially changed into a cheongsam. She wanted to see how Yu Wenhao was doing.

Inspired by his colleagues, Yu Wenhao bought a bouquet of flowers on his way home and came back happily.

As soon as the door opened, she saw Shen Xingzhi wearing a cheongsam and leaning on the coffee table. The woman had her hair tied up specially.

"Xingzhi?" Yu Wenhao was obviously lacking in confidence, as if the person in front of him was not his girlfriend.

Shen Xingzhi usually dresses casually, sometimes even wearing her own T-shirt, but she looks so feminine.

"Can't you recognize your girlfriend?" Shen Xingzhi blinked, "Don't you look good?"

Yu Wenhao was temporarily absent-minded and forgot to hold the flower in his hand.

"For me?" Shen Xingzhi imitated the steps of the model, walked over and took the initiative to get it.

"Oh, yes, Xingzhi, I didn't expect you to have such a charming side." Yu Wenhao said without blinking.

Shen Xingzhi took the man's hand and put it on her waist: "How about it, it's quite thin, right? Is it okay if I wear this to get engaged to you?"

The man nodded repeatedly: "It's so beautiful. My mother used to be a teacher and likes cheongsam the most."

Yu Wenhao had never mentioned Yu's mother's dressing preferences in front of his girlfriend before. He mainly felt that the two people's styles were too different. He really didn't expect to see Shen Xingzhi wearing a cheongsam one day.

"Then should I buy her one? This cheongsam is so beautiful."

"That's not the case, Xingzhi." Yu Wenhao slid his hand on the woman's back, "Just wear it like this from now on."

Putting the flowers aside, Yu Wenhao hugged Shen Xingzhi and went upstairs: "Let's go, I want... I want..." The man hesitated to speak.

Shen Xingzhi turned over and sat on him.