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

Chapter 116 Don't Leave Your Tenderness to Those Who Hurt You

When the mobile phone was handed back to Yan Yixuan, Fu Xiuyao's indifferent peach blossom eyes met Yan Yixuan's, and a smile burst forth in an instant, but it was endlessly mocking.

"You remember, to be a normal person."

Fu Xiuyao stood up straight, turned around and walked towards Yan Xirong.

"Xiuyao, thank you." Yan Xirong thanked her in a low voice, tears welled up in her eyes at some point, and tears kept flowing from her ruddy eyes.

Fu Xiuyao comforted her softly: "Don't leave your tenderness to those who hurt you, well, let's go."

Some people will be malicious to others, will hurt and abuse others, but they just put on a natural posture.

She didn't want Yan Xirong to be stuck in a world with such a person all her life and couldn't get out, not far away.

"Xirong, may you have the courage and ability to walk into the world you want."

Her voice was as gentle as ever, and her eyes were full of tenderness, turning into the warmest current flowing in Yan Xirong's painful heart.

Yan Xirong was crying, and the tears blurred her vision, but she could also feel the most gentle gaze.

Fu Xiuyao took Yan Xirong into a high-end clothing store. Yan Xirong had already stopped her tears, but her eyes were still red and swollen.

"Your money was taken away by Yan Yixuan?" Fu Xiuyao asked with a frown, remembering what Yan Xirong said before.

"My dad originally sent the money to my bank card, but then..." Yan Xirong lowered her head and did not continue. Fu Xiuyao saw something and did not continue to ask.

"We have just been to this store." Yan Xirong looked at the clothes inside, and whispered to Fu Xiuyao: "It's very expensive, and it's not very good-looking."

A waiter recognized Yan Xirong. She remembered that when the girl first arrived, the girls with her company kept mocking her. Moreover, the girl was very ignorant and felt that the clothes designed by famous brand designers were not good-looking.

This girl's clothes are also some third-rate brands, no, it can be said that there is no brand, why are you still here now?

The waiter looked at Fu Xiuyao. The girl's clothes seemed to be of even worse quality, and she was probably someone with no worldly background and no money.

"Two, do you want to buy clothes?" The waiter stepped forward and asked.

Fu Xiuyao looked at Yan Xirong, "Which one do you like?"

"Actually, I can do it all. I don't choose clothes." Yan Xirong didn't say what was in her heart. The clothes here are really ugly and expensive. It's a waste of money.

Fu Xiuyao saw Yan Xirong's inner thoughts, and she glanced at the clothes around her, and there was indeed nothing good-looking, and the styles were all old models.

"Hello, both of you. We are the designated sales point for ov-love clothing. All of them are genuine. The new models have been sold out, but these clothes are all designed by ov-love's top designer, Vanessa." The waiter introduced.

Vanessa is one of ov-love's exclusive designers, with a very high reputation, and her clothing has a distinctive style. Although she is far inferior to the chief designer K Jun, she is a hot new designer in recent years after all, with an excellent reputation.

"You can customize clothes here, right?" The reason why Fu Xiuyao came to this store is because the VIPs in this store can order clothes exclusively from ov-love, and this store is the only agency in country a .

"Yes." The waiter nodded and explained: "Miss, not everyone is eligible for custom clothing, not only VIPs above the gold level of ov-love can customize clothing, but also need to wait in line for a special designer to discuss related matters. "

"Xiuyao, I don't want to buy clothes here, it's really not worth it." Yan Xirong felt embarrassed after hearing this, and whispered to Fu Xiuyao.

The waiter felt that the two of them were about to leave, so he casually looked down at the time on his watch.

(End of this chapter)