Xiao's mother pressed her temple and said with a headache. "Then why did you tell me to reject her directly? I can't say anything about this!"

Xiao Luoluo had no choice. "Okay, it's quite difficult for you, a good old man, to be a villain."

"Yes, who made me born a kind person?" said Xiao's mother.

Xiao Luoluo stood up angry. "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to find clothes."

Xiao’s mother reminded me again, “Don’t forget, bring one for your sister-in-law.”

Xiao Luoluo said angrily, "I understand." After saying this, Xiao Luoluo was angry again. How could she admit that the woman was her sister-in-law?

...

Soon, the dress was delivered. Song Yujun opened the paper packaging and saw that it was a golden tight skirt, shining with golden light.

Song Yujun immediately wrinkled her nose. She looked like a nouveau riche when she was wearing it.

No surprise, I wanted to use this dress to knock her down.

Xiao's mother came over and asked, "How about it, do you like the clothes?"

Song Yujun smiled. "Mom, this dress is pretty beautiful. It looks dazzling when you look. Well, it looks very rich."

"Ah?" Xiao's mother glanced at the dress, which was eye-catching. But what else could she say. "Just like it."

Song Yujun snorted and laughed. "I am a person who wears clothes very low-key. I have never chosen such a dazzling color. But since the Xiao family needs me to dress like this, I can sacrifice it." She said this. To put it simply, this kind of nouveau riche's taste belongs to your family, and it has absolutely nothing to do with her.

When Xiao’s mother heard this, she quickly said, “This... I should have taken the clothes wrong… Our family has always been very low-key, and we have never made any special clothes before. We use clothes to attract other people’s attention. I’m going to make someone to prepare again…” When Xiao’s mother said this, she quickly changed her words. “Tell me, I’m so unconscious, why do you prepare? Let’s go to the store together and you can choose it yourself.”

Song Yujun nodded. "This is a good philosophicalism."

When Xiao Luoluo heard that Song Yujun was going to go directly to the store to choose a dress, she felt happy. "Mom, I want to go too."

Xiao’s mother looked at the black dress on the bed. “Didn’t you have it all? Why are you buying it?”

"This dress is very simple, not special at all." Xiao Luoluo emphasized. It was originally a very ordinary charity party, so she thought she didn't have to prepare it. But the situation is different now. My mother directly led Song Yujun to choose. Isn't this a carefully selected one? And she is just a casual piece... Isn't it embarrassing to leave home at that time?

Xiao’s mother is a very simple person. “What should you do with this piece of clothing? You have bought it back, so of course you have to use it. You can’t buy it anymore.”

The uncontroversial tone made Xiao Luoluo angry.

...

Song Yujun and Xiao’s mother walked into a private custom store together. The owner is also the designer of the store. The dresses she designed are very famous and are also highly sought after by many famous women.

At the designer's suggestion, Song Yujun tried a red dress.

Red is a very picky color... However, Song Yujun's snow-white skin and fresh temperament make this red dress look particularly dazzling and beautiful.
Chapter completed!