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"Come on, Niuniu, let's go shopping for clothes!"

Zeng Sihui took Yang Zimei's hand and said, "Don't bother with that Liang Yiyi, she has always been the kind who has money but no brains."

Liang Yiyi's expression fell, but she didn't dare to hum.

The Zeng family is a famous family, and Zeng Sihui is a veritable daughter of a famous family. Although the family is not as rich as her own family, she has a good reputation. [

As the daughter of a nouveau riche, she is more or less rejected and discriminated against in this circle. Many friends around her often enjoy her generosity when she goes out and always pay the bill, while secretly laughing at her for her lack of background.

Therefore, in order to improve her status and expand her social circle, she had no choice but to approach Zeng Sihui and turn herself into her friend.

Zeng Sihui is straightforward, but she has no heart. Sometimes she says that she is the daughter of a nouveau riche, but there is no contempt in her heart.

Someone taunted her behind her back, and Zeng Sihui would help her.

But she never expected that Zeng Sihui would treat her like this today because of a cousin from the countryside.

She looked at Yang Zimei, who was held by Zeng Sihui affectionately, with envy and envy, and hated herself for not being his cousin.

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Yang Zimei let Zeng Sihui pull her up the stairs, and turned into the stylishly decorated Fu Chanel clothing store.

Zeng Sihui looked her height and weight up and down, selected several dresses in one go, and asked her to try them on.

"Cousin, this is very expensive."

Yang Zimei flipped through the price tags of the clothes on purpose.

"It's okay, my sister will give it to you, whichever one you like, I will buy it for you."

Zeng Sihui said very straightforwardly, "I'm so happy, I finally have the opportunity to buy clothes for my sister."

Seeing her joyful face, Yang Zimei was also very happy.

I finally have a sister who treats me well, is generous, and thinks that I am happy to buy clothes.

Although Yang Zimei is not short of the money to buy clothes, the feeling of being pampered is different.

She didn't hum anything, and went into the fitting room to try on the clothes Zeng Sihui had chosen.

She is tall, well-developed, and has an extremely good complexion. No matter what style of clothes she wears, she can look good in them.

"I want this one, I want this one, and this one..." [

Zeng Sihui actually bought almost ten sets of clothes she tried on in one go, and spent about 8 yuan. The waiters in the store laughed so hard that they couldn't see their teeth.

"Cousin, isn't that too much?"

Yang Zimei looked at the bags of clothes and said a little stunned.

"No more, no more. No matter how many girls have clothes, these are summer clothes. I will continue to buy you autumn and winter clothes in the future."

Zeng Sihui looked at the blue and white dress Yang Zimei was wearing, which looked youthful and elegant, and nodded with satisfaction, "You are so beautiful, you look like a Barbie doll. Let me take you out and say you are My cousin, I'd be so proud."

Yang Zimei smiled, feeling really good.

Not because of these clothes, but because of Zeng Sihui who bought her clothes.

"The clothes are bought, let's go buy shoes, and matching bags."

Zeng Sihui dragged her into the nearby Hermès store, and bought three more bags that matched Yang Zimei's temperament.

Regarding the bag, Yang Zimei really didn't understand.

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