You're my wife, don't doubt it!

"Every woman should have at least one pair of Jimmy Choo in their life time." Shen Jie said.

Yu Luying translated: "Every woman should own at least one pair of Jimmy Choos shoes in her lifetime? Isn't that a Jimmy Choos advertising slogan?"

"Who knows? Anyway, someone once said that a woman's life is incomplete without a pair of Jimmy Chooses." Shen Jie smiled as she picked up the wedding dress. "Hurry up and change. After midnight, the carriage will turn into a giant pumpkin."

“I’m not Cinderella,” Yu Luying said, taking off her coat and emphasizing again, “and I don’t think a woman’s life should be defined by a pair of worn-out… cough, a pair of shoes.”

"Well said," Shen Jie praised.

In a moment of impulse, she originally intended to give the shoes to Yu Luying, just as Yu Luying had said, "If you like them, I'll give them to you," and then casually handed her the rosary beads.

However, since these were limited edition shoes, Shen Jie was somewhat reluctant to part with them. Moreover, she worried that giving away her worn shoes to a friend would be a bit impolite.

But now, I actually heard Yu Luying call her... well, call her shoes "broken shoes," so I gave up on that idea.

Yu Luying took off her outer clothes and pants. Shen Jie looked at her pure white matching set of underwear and suddenly remembered that Xiao Yao had said that he thought young girls should wear pure white matching sets of underwear. Her thoughts became a little complicated.

She shook her head, trying to dispel her pettiness once again, and began to help Yu Luying put on her wedding dress.

"Sis, now that we've talked things out today, are we really going to be good friends from now on?" Yu Luying asked as she put on her wedding dress.

“Silly girl, we’ve been together for a long time,” Shen Jie said.

"Then I'll ask a few more questions. Please don't mind. If you do mind, you don't have to answer, okay?"

"Sure," Shen Jie said with a smile.

"You, you live in Xiao Yao's house, you, you two, you two sleep together?" In the mirror, Yu Luying's face turned a little red again.

“Ha,” Shen Jie said.

“No, no, it’s not because I’m jealous,” Yu Luying quickly explained, “It’s because I care about my sister.”

"I know," Shen Jie smiled, "You're concerned about me, afraid I'll violate that middle school student code of conduct..."

"Ugh, how annoying, you keep talking about this." Yu Luying twisted her body.

"For the first few days, I slept on the floor and he slept on the bed," Shen Jie lied.

"We do sleep together now, but head to toe." That's the truth.

"How could Xiao Yao be like this..." Yu Luying muttered, "Shouldn't he let you sleep on the bed and sleep on the floor himself?"

“Why are there so many ‘shoulds’?” Shen Jie began to help Yu Luying tighten her waist—she was dismayed to find that this was much easier than it had been for her: “Do you expect me to take the lead when I’m living under someone else’s roof?”

Yu Luying hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

“I know what you want to ask,” Shen Jie continued, “I’ve never been with him like that, and I promise to abide by the high school student code of conduct—he shouldn’t even think about it before we get married.”

"I didn't mean to ask that!" Yu Luying said, blushing.

Do you think I don't know whether he's done *that* kind of thing or not?

“However, I’m relieved that my sister thinks this way,” Yu Luying added.

"What, silly girl, do you still think of your older sister as a casual woman?" Shen Jie suppressed a wicked laugh and poked Yu Luying's waist with a finger.

"Ah! Pain!"

The two chatted and laughed about topics related to Xiao Yao—what Xiao Yao liked to eat, what Xiao Yao liked to drink, what Xiao Yao liked to play, Xiao Yao's bad habits, Xiao Yao's poems and songs—while getting dressed in their wedding dresses.

Shen Jie stood behind Yu Luying, gazing at the beautiful girl in the mirror.

It must be admitted that Yu Luying is much more suitable as a clothes hanger than I am.

The same wedding dress, worn by Yu Luying, looks... just like the one in the advertisement.

but……

Shen Jie glanced at the flat chest of Yu Luying's wedding dress and felt a slight sense of balance.

“Silly sister,” Shen Jie hugged Yu Luying’s waist from behind, “Now that we’ve talked things out today and are good sisters from now on, there’s something I want to tell you, something I should have told you a long time ago.”

Yu Luying nodded and said, "There's something I should have told you a long time ago, but I've been keeping it from you."

“Okay,” Shen Jie said with a smile, “You go first.”

"No, you say it first."

"Okay, let's play rock-paper-scissors. The loser goes first," Shen Jie suggested.

“Okay.” Yu Luying obediently agreed.

"Haba da ce you fole qi..." The two girls recited together the chant that children in Shanghai shout when playing rock-paper-scissors.

"Knock, knock, knock." A loud knocking interrupted them: "Miss Shen, Miss Yu, are you still inside? Are you alright?"

It was Miss Li's voice.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." Both girls were startled.

"Could you please hurry up a little? I'm really about to get off work..." Ms. Li's voice sounded a little aggrieved: "You've already been there since you went in..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The two girls looked at each other and guiltily covered their foreheads with their hands. "We'll be out right away!"

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Chapter 106 Silly Kid

2023-02-11

It was almost 5 o'clock when Shen Jie and her two companions arrived at "Navara Wedding Dress". By the time Ms. Li "invited" the two girls out of the fitting room, the clock had already passed 7 o'clock.

On the small round table where he was talking to the guests, there was a half-eaten bento box. Xiao Yao was slurping down a bowl of Kangshifu braised beef noodles in a paper bowl, and the air was filled with the smell of instant noodles.

“I asked Miss Li to call you,” Xiao Yao said, looking up. “I was worried that you two might faint from lack of oxygen inside.”

"How can you let people eat instant noodles?" Shen Jie looked at Miss Li with great surprise.

Like luxury car dealerships, these high-end photography studios place great emphasis on service quality and reputation. In situations where work cannot be completed after mealtime, they will prepare meals, even if they are simple. They would never serve instant noodles to customers, leaving the place smelling bad.

"Ah," Li Na said awkwardly, then explained, "Mr. Xiao declined the four special flavors of free bento boxes I recommended, and asked for instant noodles instead..."

"Hey, you didn't say it was free... there are four flavors." Xiao Yao was filled with regret when he heard the bento was free. The bento looked expensive. Shen Jie wasn't around, and he couldn't ask her to come out and discuss it. He was starving and feeling bad. Hesitating would have made him lose face, so he had to ask her to buy instant noodles. Now, in order not to lose face, he had to be stubborn: "Instant noodles are something we're not allowed to eat at home. It's a rare opportunity to be free, so how could we miss it, right?" As he spoke, he arrogantly picked up the noodle cup and greeted Shen Jie.

"You, him, me—??>_"

"What about mine?" Shen Jie blinked her big eyes hard. "What about both of ours? You must have forgotten to buy them, right?"

At this moment, Shen Jie and Yu Luying had taken off their wedding dresses and changed back into casual clothes. Holding hands, they were both looking at the boy who was serving instant noodles.

"Ah..." A hint of embarrassment flashed across Xiao Yao's face. Trying to decipher the meaning in Shen Jie's eyes, he rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, I... I bought my own."

Shen Jie noticed a hint of disappointment flash across Yu Luying's face. She was about to say something when Shen Jie quickly tugged at her and whispered, "It's good that you didn't buy anything."

Yu Luying was genuinely disappointed. She wasn't disappointed that Xiao Yao hadn't bought her a serving of instant noodles, but rather that Xiao Yao seemed genuinely concerned that the noodles would embarrass Shen Jie.

What's wrong with instant noodles? They're convenient, quick, taste good, and aren't bad nutritious. Even a few months ago, you couldn't afford to eat instant noodles all the time, so why should you be considered inferior? You've really forgotten your roots. But since I said I wanted to be friends and sisters with Shen Jie, I couldn't let this matter slip by. Feeling that Shen Jie was pulling my hand, I decided to let it go.

"Sir, didn't I buy you three servings? Here are the other two. Did you forget?" Miss Li suddenly produced two paper bowls of instant noodles, both of them Kangshifu braised beef flavor.

Miss Li really hit a nerve, and Xiao Yao grimaced in annoyance, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Just kidding, how could I forget? I bought it a long time ago, praise me!"

"Thirteen o'clock." Shen Jie took a deep breath and muttered, "Okay, I'll praise you."

"I'll go make some noodles for you two." Xiao Yao put down the plastic fork in his hand, picked up the other two bowls of noodles, and walked towards the water dispenser and microwave.

"Oh, I'll go, I'll go," Miss Li said solicitously.

“No need, Miss Li.” “Xiao Yao, I’m not hungry.” Shen Jie and Yu Luying spoke at the same time.

“Xiao Yao, I’m not hungry,” Yu Luying said again. “Let’s go out to eat together after we finish things here. Miss Li has been waiting for a long time.”

"It won't be long, it's alright," Li Na said politely.

Shen Jie shared the same thought as Yu Luying: she wanted to finish her business quickly before eating. Firstly, she disliked instant noodles, and secondly, her mother had taught her from a young age not to "cause trouble for others," a concept deeply ingrained in her mind. Yet today, she had been late one after another—first, then holding a private chat in the changing room, keeping Ms. Li up so late. This was simply not in line with…not in line with her own standards of conduct.

Therefore, she apologized to Ms. Li repeatedly and wanted to finalize the matter quickly.

Actually, choosing Navara wedding dress was a mistake, Shen Jie thought to herself as she sat at the table flipping through the documents.

The initial choice of Navarra, rather than "mass-market" wedding photography studios in Paris or Milan, was purely based on consumer preferences and habits.

After all, her parents had chosen this established brand back then, and its stunning creations left a deep impression on Shen Jie when she was a child.

However, she forgot that this wasn't really a once-in-a-lifetime wedding photoshoot. In essence, it was nothing more than—to call it playing house is a bit of an exaggeration—just accompanying her boyfriend to take a set of private couple photos, nothing more.

When I marry Xiao Yao in the future, I can't possibly show this photo album taken when I was sixteen to all the guests, can I? We're destined to take more photos.

In other words, such nitpicking is unnecessary.

The key point is that she just realized—she has no money right now.

Ultimately, it's her father who's rich, not her.

Of course, legally speaking, she owns several villas on the Bund, a red convertible Porsche supercar, and is even listed as a board member of a branch company, holding a considerable number of shares.

But ultimately, money that can't be spent is just a string of numbers.