"Hey...hey...the clothes in that store are pretty good, don't you go and take a look? You've only been wearing the same clothes for the past few days since you've been here, wash them, put them on, wash them, and forget about it.

Even if it's not worn out, it will be washed out." Yang Chen stood beside a women's clothing store, looking at the beautiful women's dresses inside, and said to Hu Xiaodie calmly.

Hu Xiaodie followed his gaze and settled on that store. She came to buy clothes today because she wanted to relax and change clothes. Without hesitation, she went directly into the store.

When she walked into the store, the clerk greeted her warmly. Unfortunately, Hu Xiaodie only understood one word 'e' and not the rest of the sentence. But she knew that the phone call was a warm welcome to her.

I walked around the store, picked out a piece of clothing I was satisfied with, and went to the fitting room.

Yang Chen looked at his aunt's taste in clothes and shook his head vigorously. It seemed that she didn't have much experience in choosing clothes. He wandered around the store and planned to help her choose one.

Zheng Yuanyang was on the street on Fifth Avenue, trying to choose an apology gift. After the gift was ordered, he called Hu Xiaodie. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he saw a beautiful women's clothing store with very beautiful skirts.

Thinking about it, the skirts Hu Xiaodie wore were basically all white, and the colors were very single. He imagined that Hu Xiaodie would look beautiful in clothes of other colors. He walked in casually.

Just like that, by coincidence, the store he entered happened to be the store where Hu Xiaodie was.

Hu Xiaodie looked at herself in front of the mirror in the fitting room. The dress she chose was still white, as if she would only choose white clothes. Looking at herself in the mirror, she secretly lamented that her face was like a flower, and she ended up getting divorced.

, how sad this is.

Yang Chen walked around for a while and saw a light yellow chiffon skirt with small white floral decorations on it. It was very fresh and beautiful. He thought that his aunt would look very beautiful in the skirt.

The moment he reached out to pick up the skirt, it met another hand in the air.

Yang Chen politely said with a smile: "I'm sorry, sir, I fell in love with this skirt first, please let go."

Zheng Yuanyang rectified his own mistake and was a step later than others. Hey, forget it. He let go of his hand without saying a word and turned around to go out.

Yang Chen handed the skirt to the salesperson and asked the salesperson to pass it to her aunt in the fitting room.

Hu Xiaodie looked at the skirt Xiao Yangchen chose for her, and compared it with the skirt she had just chosen. She lamented even more intensely in her heart. As a woman, she was not as good at choosing clothes as a man.

Putting on the skirt that Xiao Yang Chen chose, she felt completely different. She didn't have the fragile and pitiful feeling she had when she wore the white skirt before; instead, she felt fresh, energetic, and delicate, as if

I am twenty years old again.

I didn’t change out of my skirt, so I wore it out directly. I asked the salesperson to wrap up my old clothes and pay for them.

Yang Chen looked at his aunt at this time and couldn't help but sigh: "I should have chosen clothes of this style a long time ago. She looks confident. Fang Ping will definitely regret divorcing you when he sees it."

Hu Xiaodie packed the bags with clothes that the salesperson had packed, slapped Yang Chen on the chest hard, pretending to be angry and said: "You bastard, why don't you? Let's go and go to other stores. I'm going to make you vomit blood today."

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Chapter completed!