Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Ha, since he has taken our darling girl from us, he should buy us a gourmet feast!” Not wanting to put her best friend in a difficult position, He Xiaoyu deliberately shouted at the top of her voice.
“OK. Give it some time. I will get him to buy you a gourmet feast.” Yan Susu was not certain if Lu Zhanxiu would agree to the suggestion, but she agreed to it anyway so that her friends would not worry about her.
“How tall is your son? Let me help you choose.” Keeping their concern and heartache buried in their hearts, He Xiaoyu and An Ran began to chatter busily, helping Yan Susu to pick out some clothes.
The shopping power of three women together was immense. Within half an hour, they had selected seven or eight outfits.
“Don’t just focus on buying for your son. You should also try and earn brownie points with your husband. Although there is nothing wrong with working on the son, you must not neglect the husband.” With that, He Xiaoyu dragged Yan Susu to a store that sold high-end men’s clothes.
“But…” All of Lu Zhanxiu’s clothes were custom-made. Surely, he wouldn’t even look at these clothes?
Assuming that Yan Susu was being thrifty, He Xiaoyu got irritated and gave her a knock on the head.
“Come on, live a little! This money came from that old witch, and we should use it however we want. In any case, get a tight grip on that man’s heart so that his money will eventually become your money. It’s called investment.”
Aware that He Xiaoyu had misunderstood her reluctance, Yan Susu was instantly lost as to how she should explain herself. In the end, she decided not to.
If she told her best friends that she had married Young Mr. Lu, the ace of T-City, her friends would assume that she had gone crazy.
“This style is quite nice.”
Yan Susu looked across and was momentarily stunned.
“Susu…?” Puzzled, He Xiaoyu looked at her best friend, who was caught in a daze.
Recovering her composure, Yan Susu replied, “Yes, it is quite nice.”
“Well, I am well aware of your taste. You used to buy that loser Ling Xiusi clothes like these.”
Yan Susu laughed bitterly. That was right. In the past, she used to buy clothes like these for Ling Xiusi, and this had been her favorite ensemble…
“Let’s look for something different.”
“Agreed. After all, you’re not shopping for that loser.”
Just when they were putting the clothes back on the rack, the strains of a familiar voice suddenly came within earshot.
“Xiusi, I know that you love the clothes in this store, which is why I’ve asked the manager to put aside some of the newest styles for you.”
They turned around and saw Yan Tingting, her face positively glowing with happiness, entering the store with her hand on Ling Xiusi’s arm.
When she saw Yan Susu, Yan Tingting smiled ever so brilliantly and said warmly, “Sis, what a coincidence.”
“Yan Tingting, you must be busier than the Queen herself – spending the morning abetting the mother in threatening others, and now, shopping for clothes with the son in the afternoon.” He Xiaoyu exclaimed loudly, her tone laced with sarcasm. She was getting really sick of that hypocritical woman.
“Sis, are you shopping for clothes, too? Xiusi just loves the clothes here.” Ignoring He Xiaoyu, Yan Tingting leaned blissfully into Ling Xiusi’s shoulder, looking every bit of a woman deeply in love.
Paying no attention to her, Yan Susu picked up another set of clothes and examined them.
“Sis, those clothes in your hands are not suitable for Xiusi. Now, this set will suit him perfectly.” Yan Tingting picked up the set that Yan Susu had just put back on the rack and, as though trying to claim credit, turned to Ling Xiusi saying, “Xiusi, this is your favorite style. Try these on.”
Ling Xiusi had not moved,. Frowning slightly, he fixed his eyes on Yan Susu.
It had only been a few days since they last met, but she looked…different, somehow.
He could not put a finger on it, but she seemed…very alluring.
“Xiusi!” Yan Tingting was furious but did not want to cause a scene. So she could only resort to glaring angrily at Yan Susu.
“Hey, loser. Stop staring. Our Susu is now a married woman. Her husband is handsome, rich, and dotes on her. He could easily knock you across town!”
At He Xiaoyu’s words, Ling Xiusi’s eyes dilated. He grabbed Yan Susu’s wrist and demanded loudly, “Did you get married?”