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Chapter 219 Mrs. Ren's Three Dressing Rooms (Part Two)
Song Huanxi was busy with light hands and feet, and said at the same time: "Old rules, I will send my younger brother to Mrs. Ren tomorrow morning, and then I will go to you. Can you do it alone?"

Song Huanyun looked proud: "Don't worry, Chen Jiazhu will help me tomorrow!"

Without waiting for Song Huanxi to inquire in detail, Song Huanyun poured beans out of the bamboo tube and sold Chen Jiazhu completely: "If she doesn't come, she will have to take care of her younger siblings at home. I paid her two yuan as a salary, and she is very happy!"

Song Huanxi: "..."

The second sister is really keen on making money, and she is also really shrewd.

The efficiency of the two together is high, and in a blink of an eye, all the big pot of cakes has been molded.

Song Huanxi put the drowsy little brother to bed first, and when she picked him up, she froze for a moment, the little brother seemed to be getting lighter again?
Song Huanxi frowned, the younger brother is at the age of growth, which is not a good sign.

She immediately decided that when the snacks were sold out tomorrow, she would ask the second sister to buy some spare ribs to make up for the younger brother.

After the two sisters washed up briefly, they went directly to bed.

Soon, there were subtle and even breathing sounds in the room.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Song Huanxi brought his younger brother to Rentai's gate. As soon as he showed up, the door was pulled open.

Mrs. Chen smiled, but she was looking at the younger brother: "Wen Zai is here! Auntie made egg rolls today, come and try."

Song Huanxi tactfully let go of his hand, and Wen Zai stretched out his reluctant little hand again, but Song Huanxi's hand had already fallen.

Mrs. Chen took Wenzai's hand and said with a smile, "I brought Wenzai in."

She looked down at Wenzai, and said with a smile, "Remember to pick up Wenzai early at night."

Wen Tsai's black grape-like eyes lit up immediately.

Song Huanxi smiled embarrassedly: "I still have something to do today, I need to trouble Mrs. Ren."

Mrs. Chen's smile narrowed a bit: "My wife is not in good health recently——"

Song Huanxi hurriedly said, "It's a very simple matter."

She took the initiative to explain: "My boss wants me to accompany him to the governor's banquet tonight. I want to borrow a dress from Mrs. Ren."

Mrs. Chen's smile immediately became sincere again: "It's simple, my wife has too many clothes to wear, and many of them are brand new."

She led Wen Zai into the room first, and urged Song Huanxi: "Come in quickly!"

Mrs. Chen told Song Huanxi and Wenzai to wait. She brought egg rolls to Wenzai first, and then went to invite Mrs. Ren.

Not long after, Mrs. Ren walked down the stairs slowly in a light green morning coat.

Her hair hangs down her shoulders, and against her fair face, she looks like a schoolgirl, looking much younger.

Song Huanxi got up immediately and greeted politely: "Good morning, madam."

Mrs. Ren laughed and said, "I heard from Mrs. Chen that you want to borrow an evening dress. Is your boss so stingy? He won't even prepare a dress for you."

Song Huanxi smiled a little embarrassedly: "He didn't say it, I thought about getting ready first."

According to editor Qin Dao, she had to make a good impression on the rich people in the city.

As the saying goes, a man depends on his clothes, and a horse depends on his saddle. Why did the prince fall in love with Cinderella?
Song Huanxi still understands such a simple truth.

Mrs. Ren looked Song Huanxi up and down, "It's fatter than me now, but it's about the same as when I was not married."

She called softly: "Sister-in-law Chen, please go to the Spring Flower House, Miss Song."

Mrs. Ren generously told Song Huanxi: "It's all the clothes I bought when I didn't leave the cabinet. You can try some more, and you can take whichever you like. It doesn't matter if you take more."

Song Huanxi was flattered and thanked Mrs. Ren for her kindness.

After getting along during this period of time, Mrs. Ren and her thoughts are exactly the same, with a cold face and a kind heart. Once they get to know each other, they like to take care of others very much.

I really don't know that such a kind and beautiful wife, Mr. Ren is so ruthless that he doesn't even see her once.

Song Huanxi felt emotional, and when she arrived at the dressing room upstairs, Mrs. Chen took the initiative to explain: "This room is filled with the clothes that my wife had before she got married. My wife said that when I was a girl, the spring flowers were brilliant, so it is called the Spring Flower House."

Song Huanxi asked keenly: "Then there are other locker rooms?"

Sister-in-law Chen probably held the words in her stomach for too long, so she told Song Huanxi: "When I first married Mr. Ren, it was as hot as the summer sun, and the clothes at that time were also sent to a house called Xia Yang. Room."

Sister-in-law Chen sighed: "My wife has lost a lot of weight since she got sick, and the clothes she used to wear are all empty on her body. My wife laughed at herself. She is a fallen leaf in autumn. She can't see her when she raises her eyes, but she bows her head in disgust."

"So, the last dressing room is called Akiba House."

Song Huanxi is silent. She is bound by poverty and only wants to make a fortune. She is very good at doing the work she likes while earning money to support her family.

Unexpectedly, a rich person like Mrs. Ren would be so troubled!

Song Huanxi was secretly vigilant in his heart: Never take feelings too seriously, to the point where they surpass everything else.

When Mrs. Chen opened the door of the room, Song Huanxi realized that she still underestimated Mrs. Ren's wealth——

There are closets on both sides of the whole house, nearly ten meters long, full of clothes.

Song Huanxi suffered from a difficulty in choosing for a while, so she took the initiative to ask Mrs. Chen for help. Mrs. Chen pointed to the inside of the closet: "There are all the evening dresses, take a look and see if there is anything suitable."

Song Huanxi walked over with good manners, and at a glance, there were no less than twenty evening dresses, with different styles, fresh and refined white pearl dresses, passionate red one-shoulder dresses, dignified and elegant black long dresses——

Song Huanxi couldn't help thinking about how beautiful Ren Tai must have been when he was young, so that he could control these different styles of evening dresses!
Mrs. Chen sighed endlessly: "When Miss was young, she was known as the most beautiful woman in Macao! Her family background is good, and I don't know how many suitors—"

She didn't finish her sentence, but Song Huanxi completely understood what she meant—why did she just pick a slut out of a group of big guys!
Song Huanxi shook her head secretly, and focused on the evening dresses in front of her. She looked over one by one, and when she saw the deepest part of the closet, her eyes lit up——

It was a skirt of the color of the sea, and the skirt was carefully strung with pearls to look like waves. Song Huanxi could imagine that after wearing this skirt, when she walked, the rippling skirt would look like layers of waves .

It's really beautiful.

Song Huanxi was not too polite, and directly took out this skirt to try on. Mrs. Chen was taken aback when she saw it. This skirt——

After a while, Song Huanxi came out of the dressing room and stood in front of the huge full-length mirror. The girl turned around, and it was exactly as she thought, as if wearing the sea on her body, rippling waves.

Song Huanxi directly made a decision: "Just this one!"

As she said that, she was about to change the skirt, but Mrs. Chen stopped her: "Miss Song, let my wife take a look!"

"You are so beautiful, my wife must be very happy!"

(End of this chapter)