In the large and exquisite cloakroom, there were only a few fragmentary pieces of cheap clothes, which did not match the entire cabinet.
Jiang Shu finally picked up a dress she bought last year and put on a simple make-up.
When she came downstairs, Fu Shiyan was already waiting on the sofa.
The two left the villa directly without any communication.
Jiang Shu stared at his face and said cautiously: "Because I asked for leave today to accompany you to see grandpa, I will miss all my attendance this month."
"It's only a thousand dollars."
To a capitalist, one thousand yuan is not money at all, but it is different for Jiang Shu. It is almost enough for her living expenses for a month. When Jiang Shu was feeling upset, Fu Shiyan's voice came.
"Coax Grandpa to do well today, and I'll provide you with the supplies if you work hard."
After a while, the car stopped, but it was not at the hospital, but at a shopping mall. Jiang Shu asked doubtfully: "Aren't we going to see grandpa?"
Fu Shiyan glanced at the skirt she was wearing and spoke in a mean tone.
"With the way you are wearing it, Grandpa probably thinks that the Fu family is going to go bankrupt. Even my wife's clothes are in such a state of shabby condition."
Jiang Shu: "..."
Is it old? This is the Putian version of this year’s popular dress from S Fashion Week!
Jiang Shu didn't dare to refute, and obediently followed Fu Shiyan to a high-end brand store. The man walked around and randomly picked up a few skirts and threw them to Jiang Shu behind him.
"Go and try."
Jiang Shu took the clothes like a tool and walked into the fitting room dully.
She looked at the tag. The cheapest one cost more than 10,000 yuan, which was equivalent to her monthly salary. It was the first time for Jiang Shu to wear such delicate clothes, so she was very cautious.
I have almost tried on all the clothes, and the "financier" on the sofa seems not to be satisfied.
Jiang Shu was extremely exhausted and could only place her hope on the last light cyan dress.
The waiter in the store smiled and praised: "Miss, your boyfriend has really good taste. This skirt suits your temperament very well."
Fu Shiyan was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone. When he heard the voice, he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Shu.
She was looking in the mirror, and from his gaze, she could just see Jiang Shu's slender waist.
Jiang Shu turned around and asked him with a smile on his fair face: "Is this okay?"
"Can."
Fu Shiyan stood up, selected a few more pairs of shoes for her, and then said to the clerk: "Wrap up the one she is wearing and the ones she just tried on."
The clerk was confused and responded quickly: "Okay, okay! Miss, your boyfriend is very kind to you."
Jiang Shu, who had always been shameless, blushed at this moment and stepped forward to pull his sleeves implicitly, "You don't have to buy them all, this one is fine."
Fu Shiyan frowned and gave her a cold look, "Do you plan to wear this to see my grandpa in the future?"
Jiang Shu: "..."
Fu Shiyan took out his card, and after paying the bill, he went to a jewelry store on the first floor.
Before Jiang Shu could react to what he wanted to buy, Fu Shiyan chose a pair of rings, put the female model in Jiang Shu's hand, and put the other one on his hand.
Throughout the whole process, the two of them had absolutely no communication.
Fu Shiyan was checking out, and Jiang Shu was waiting at the door. He could vaguely hear the clerk next to him talking in a low voice: "Ahhhh, they match each other so well!"
"It's a good match, but her boyfriend definitely doesn't love her! He chose a ring so perfunctorily that he didn't even bother to help his girlfriend wear the ring."
Jiang Shu's mouth twitched, their guess... was very accurate.