The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 111 A gift for Xiao Mojiu
"Okay, these are our latest models." The waiter understood clearly, looked at the window, pointed to the glasses inside and said, "This pair of glasses is suitable for working women, and that pair of glasses is suitable for students."

Fu Xiuyao's gaze fell on a pair of black square-rimmed glasses, which were similar to Mo Jiu's glasses, but looked more refined.

"That's all." Fu Xiuyao pointed at the glasses with a firm tone.

The waiter didn't expect her to buy things so fast, so she nodded quickly and said, "Okay, may I ask for this lens..."

"Use the best lenses you have here, and I'll report the prescription to you directly." Fu Xiuyao said with a smile, "Okay, I'll go to pay the bill."

Waiter: ...that's really fast.

Two minutes later, Fu Xiuyao came out of the optical shop, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the gift shop not far away.

When Fu Xiuyao passed a clothing store, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure inside.

Two women about her age came out of it. One woman lowered her head and did not dare to speak, and the other woman was aggressive and domineering.

"Yan Xirong, it's been a lifetime of bad luck for me to go shopping with you. You are really the oil bottle of our family. Dad even asked me to take you to buy New Year's clothes." Yan Yixuan said contemptuously to the girl in front of her.

"Yixuan, I really appreciate you shopping with me, but I think the clothes are really not good-looking. I really trouble you and waste your time. I'll go shopping by myself in the future." Yan Xirong apologized .

"Hmph, you are looking down on my taste. Let me tell you, this was designed by Vanessa, an excellent ov-love designer in country M. Do you still dislike it?"

"No." Yan Xirong shook her head desperately, "I don't think I can accept this dress, and it's too expensive."

"Heh." Yan Yixuan sneered, "You are just like your poor mother, you are really a petty citizen, you are not willing to give up such a little money, how can you do big things."

"I..." Yan Xirong couldn't refute Yan Yixuan for a while, her fair face flushed.

"Buying a piece of clothing is the beginning of a big deal. What is your big deal?" Fu Xiuyao walked towards the two with a casual smile on his face.

"Xiuyao?" Yan Xirong looked up at Fu Xiuyao in surprise when she heard the sound, but she didn't expect Fu Xiuyao to appear here.

Yan Yixuan also looked at Fu Xiuyao, frowning slightly who is this person.

When she looked at Fu Xiuyao's clothes, and combined with the fact that this person knew Yan Xirong, she deduced that this person should be a person of similar grade to Yan Xirong.

Thinking of this, she said contemptuously: "Things of a kind flock together and people are divided into groups. You can talk slowly. Yan Xirong, your friend is as blind as you are."

After finishing speaking, she raised her chin arrogantly, "You don't deserve to come to our Yan's house. It's a wrong decision for Dad to let you come to our house. It doesn't matter if you have some grades. You don't inherit the company."

After speaking, Yan Yixuan stepped on her high heels and left, not forgetting to cast a sideways glance at Fu Xiuyao before leaving.

Yan Xirong saw Yan Yixuan's contempt in her eyes, she knew that this stepsister looked down on her, but she didn't want to hurt Fu Xiuyao because of herself.

Xiuyao is not like her, Xiuyao is a ray of light, a ray of light that redeemed her from the darkness.

No one can profane.

"Yan Yixuan, stop!" Yan Xirong shouted, her usually gentle voice was full of anger.

But this is like a little white rabbit biting someone, it has no scary deterrent effect.

Yan Yixuan turned her head in disdain, "What's the matter Yan Xirong, what do you want to do?"

Why did this timid person stop her suddenly?

"You just said something bad about my friend, and I want you to apologize to her." Yan Xirong slowly gained momentum, staring at Yan Yixuan with almond eyes.

(End of this chapter)