Baby! Be good! Don't be afraid! Your husband isn't a wild animal!

Mo Jinfeng brought Zhou Xuelan to the mall.

As Zhou Xuelan walked into the clothing store, Su Yue's outfit flashed through her mind. She felt that the style was really good. Anyone can look young, and she could pull off that style of clothing herself.

"Welcome!" The sales assistant greeted her warmly. "Madam, please feel free to browse. If you find anything suitable, you can try it on."

Zhou Xuelan glanced at it and said, "I want to buy a dress."

"Oh, ma'am, please come with me." Based on her age, the sales assistant led her to the section with more mature and sophisticated styles.

Zhou Xuelan stopped in her tracks as she passed a row of brightly colored, youthful-looking clothes.

The sales assistant noticed her staring at that row of items and smiled, saying, "Ma'am, the styles over there would suit you better."

Zhou Xuelan looked over and saw that the color of the dress was very dull, the kind of glittering, expensive clothes she usually wore. She was a little displeased. "Are you saying I'm old? That I should wear those older styles?"

The sales assistant didn't mean that; she just wanted to help the customer find a suitable style. Hearing what she said, she knew the customer wasn't easy to please, so she quickly smiled apologetically and said, "Madam, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant. If you like this style, you can give it a try."

The sales assistant thought to herself, "At her age, why is she trying to look young? This style is for young women. It would be ridiculous for an old lady to wear it. But if she likes it, then so be it."

Mo Jinfeng saw the row of brightly colored and daringly styled dresses and disagreed, saying, "I think the sales assistant is right. The styles over there are more suitable for you. This dress is a bit too revealing."

Zhou Xuelan thought of the dress Su Yue wore yesterday, which had a cutout design at the waist. If Su Yue could wear something so sexy, why couldn't she? She had a great figure too, so why did she have to hide it?

"Mo Jinfeng, are you buying the clothes or am I? Is it okay if the clothes aren't something I like?" Zhou Xuelan said unhappily.

"Alright, alright, go ahead and pick some out if you like," Mo Jinfeng said impatiently. He felt increasingly annoyed, as he realized they had less and less in common. She seemed to have changed. "I'll go read some magazines on the sofa over there and wait for you."

After saying that, he walked towards the sofa.

Zhou Xuelan rolled her eyes at him, cursing him inwardly for having no taste at all.

She walked up to the youthful-style dresses, picked out a few, and said, "I'll try these on."

The sales assistant took the clothes, checked the size, and said, "Madam, these are all small sizes. I'll find you a medium size. Please wait a moment."

"Hey, do you even know how to talk? Are you implying I can't fit into these clothes? That I have a thick waist?" She was furious. "I don't need your service anymore. Find someone else to serve me."

Another sales associate, who was more experienced, saw the situation and came over to help, saying, "Let me handle this."

The female sales assistant didn't want to serve her either; this woman was really difficult to please. She handed the clothes in her hand to another sales assistant and then turned and left.

The experienced saleswoman smiled and said, "Madam, let me take you to the fitting room to change your clothes."

"Hmm." Zhou Xuelan said dismissively as she walked towards the fitting room.

The sales assistant helped her put on a dress, and it was obvious that her waist didn't fit. She tried to zip it up, but it got stuck at her waist. Just as she was about to ask for a medium size to try, Zhou Xuelan spoke up.

She took a deep breath and tightened her stomach. "Let's see if we can pull it up."

The sales assistant was speechless. It was clearly tight, but the customer was still forcing it in. This customer was really something else.

The sales assistant finally zipped up the zipper. Zhou Xuelan actually felt very uncomfortable, but she thought to herself that if she didn't eat anything from today to tomorrow, she would definitely feel more relaxed by tomorrow night.

"Madam, if you feel uncomfortable, I'll go find another size for you to try on," the sales assistant said after thinking for a moment.

"Can't it be pulled up? It'll definitely fit." She said unhappily, opening the fitting room door and walking out.

Standing in front of the mirror, she felt okay.

This dress is similar to the one Su Yue wore yesterday. It's pale yellow with lace trim at the waist that subtly reveals the waistline. The bodice has a straight neckline, exposing the shoulders and collarbone. Unfortunately, her collarbone isn't very prominent, and her shoulders are quite rounded, making her look rather plump.

Even the sales assistants couldn't stand it anymore, but they didn't know what to do. They just thought, "As long as she likes it."

Zhou Xuelan felt good about herself. She thought that not only Su Yue knew how to dress, but she could too. She immediately took a liking to this one. "I want this one."

"Okay, ma'am." The sales assistant didn't say anything more, wanting to finish the service quickly.

Zhou Xuelan found another bag and a pair of shoes to match, then changed her clothes. After Mo Jinfeng paid the bill, she happily carried the bag and left with Mo Jinfeng's arm in arm.

She thought to herself that she would dazzle everyone at tomorrow's banquet. After all these years, it was time to reclaim everything that belonged to her.

The next day.

Gu Zhihua arranged a makeup artist for Su Yue. Tonight was an important moment for her mother-in-law, and she was determined to make her the center of attention.

Su Yue followed her daughter-in-law's instructions and sat obediently in front of the dressing table, allowing the makeup artist to apply her makeup.

The other side is a half-length villa.

Mo Jinfeng also arranged a makeup artist for Zhou Xuelan.

But halfway through the makeup, Zhou Xuelan became unhappy. "Are you a professional? This makeup makes me look old."

"I'm sorry, madam, I'll redo it." The makeup artist was speechless. She was already older, how could she possibly look younger? Besides, this makeup made her look much younger than she did without makeup, okay?

"Hurry up," Zhou Xuelan said unhappily.

The makeup artist removed her makeup and changed her look again, but she was still not satisfied. "Stop putting on makeup, you still look so old."

She took out her phone and dialed Mo Jinfeng's number. "Mo Jinfeng, come up here right now."

"What's wrong now?" Mo Jinfeng rushed over.

"Where did you find this makeup artist? Find me a new one right now, and get this one out of here," Zhou Xuelan said through gritted teeth.

"Isn't this good?" Mo Jinfeng looked at her makeup and saw nothing wrong with it.

"Looks like I really can't rely on you," she said, dialing her son's number. "Haoqian, find a good makeup artist for me."

Mo Haoqian agreed, "Okay, Mom."

Seeing the makeup artist's troubled expression, Mo Jinfeng said apologetically, "You can leave now. I'll pay you for today by scanning the code."

"You're still giving her money? I'm already being lenient by not making her compensate me, and she's made up so ugly." Zhou Xuelan said angrily.

Seeing this, the makeup artist quickly packed up her things. If she couldn't afford to offend her, she could at least avoid her.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I don't want the money anymore." After saying that, she ran away in a flash.

"Xuelan, can you control your temper?" Mo Jinfeng had only recently realized that she was a bit unforgiving when she was in the right.