Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

Chapter 168 She Really Doesn't Need Money

Lin Tianxia secretly winked at Shen Zhihuan, who smiled and put a big pig's trotter into her bowl.

After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, a group of people talked and laughed and headed towards the department store.

Lin Tianxia tugged lightly on Shen Zhihuan's arm, motioning her to look at the two walking ahead.

Shen Zhihuan secretly shook his head at her.

She is not a fool, Chen Huihui's thoughts are almost written on her face.

But what did it matter to her? !

What she should worry about now is...

How to pick out a desirable house around NTU.

The difficulty of the college entrance examination questions this time is average, and it is only a matter of time before I get the admission letter from Nantah University.

She has already studied the map of Nancheng, and compared to the bustling city center with convenient transportation, convenient shopping, she prefers the edge of the city with mountains and rivers and a beautiful environment.

The house doesn’t need to be too big, but there must be a front yard and a back yard. Flowers and plants are planted in the front yard, fruit trees are planted in the back yard, chickens and ducks are raised...

When they arrived at the entrance of the department store, Zhang Fengxia took back the arm that was tightly held by Chen Huihui by urinating.

How could Zhang Fengxia fail to see her little thoughtfulness, it's just because of face, it's hard to talk about it deeply.

Furthermore, the relationship between the daughter-in-law and the second boy is not stable in the first place. If something goes wrong and the daughter-in-law who just came in is angry and runs away, she will not be able to explain to her son!

Apart from being stupid, she couldn't think of anything else to do for a while.

After visiting the toilet and returning, Zhang Fengxia went straight to Shen Zhihuan's side, and dragged her directly to the clothing store.

Lin Tianxia raised her chin slightly, and glanced at Chen Huihui meaningfully.

Zhang Fengxia dragged Shen Zhihuan upstairs without even saying hello to her, Chen Huihui's face was already a little embarrassing, and when Lin Tianxia looked at her like this again, her ears felt a little hot.

Seeing Chen Huihui's ears turning red slowly, Lin Tianxia snorted and went after Shen Zhihuan, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law with a smile.

"Huihui, let's go up and have a look." Tian Xiaorou pursed her lips, and stepped forward to take Chen Huihui's arm.

Chen Huihui forced a smile and nodded towards Tian Xiaorou.

Grandma had an operation, and she went back for a month...

"Zhihuan, do you think that sweater looks good?" Zhang Fengxia pointed to the most prominent pink sweater in the middle of the counter.

"It looks good!" Shen Zhihuan nodded.

The salesperson looked at the beige woolen coat on Shen Zhihuan's body, and said enthusiastically: "Comrade, your vision is really good. This sweater was just shipped from the capital, and it is the best-selling one in our department store." Look at this color and style, you can’t buy it anywhere except our department store.”

While speaking, he took down the sweater hanging on the wall with a bamboo pole and brought it to Shen Zhihuan.

Shen Zhihuan touched it lightly, it was soft, silky... slippery...

"Comrade, how much is this sweater?" Wang Meili also reached out to touch it. The soft touch and bright color made her a little moved.

"35." The salesperson glanced at Wang Meili's half-new corduroy jacket, and the smile on his face faded a little.

She has been in contact with clothing for a long time, and she knows the consumption level of the visitor at a glance.

Just like the person in front of me who is wearing an off-white woolen coat, the coat on her body can't be taken off without paying two hundred dollars.

There's also the cashmere sweater in someone's house. It's not a hundred and eighty, so don't even try to touch it.

Those who are not short of money are the masters of serious shopping.

Wang Meili bit her lower lip and withdrew her hand.

She had only twenty yuan in total in her pocket.

I'll have to buy shampoo later.

There is not much toothpaste left, and the cream is almost bottomed out...

"Is there any other color for this sweater?" Chen Huihui squinted at Wang Meili who was timidly retreating, and asked in front of the counter.

The salesperson secretly looked at Chen Huihui's clothes, and the smile on his face became a little more sincere.

"And off-white, orange-pink, bright red, beige, blue, green, and black."

Chen Huihui's skin is fair, and she is also beautiful. With pink lining, she looks even better.

She grabbed the sweater from Shen Zhihuan's hand, took it to the side of the full-length mirror, looked at it with gestures, and kept asking the group of educated youths if they looked good.

Zhang Fengxia frowned and looked at Chen Huihui, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

"Zhihuan, that orange pink looks pretty too..."

"Auntie, the visitor is a guest, let Chen Zhiqing choose first." Shen Zhihuan grabbed Zhang Fengxia's hand and gave her a secret wink.

Zhang Fengxia, who understood it instantly, stopped talking immediately.

In Chen Huihui's eyes, it was undoubtedly a provocation.

"If I choose them all, Comrade Shen Zhihuan, you won't be angry, right?" Chen Huihui said a little bit aggrieved.

Shen Zhihuan shrugged indifferently.

"Comrade Shen Zhihuan asked you to choose first, how could she be angry?" Tian Xiaorou pursed her lips and smiled, looking like a good girl.

"Comrade Shen Zhihuan asked you to choose, Huihui, you should choose first. There are so many sweaters in the counter. After you have finished buying this style, she can buy other styles." Wang Meili immediately chimed in.

"Comrade, then I'll wrap it all up for you?" the salesperson followed up.

Chen Huihui: "..."

Originally, she just wanted to choose two pieces of Qi Shen Zhi Huan...

The family will send her living expenses every month, plus the money she has saved over the years, it is more than enough to buy these sweaters.

But she was still a little bit reluctant to spend such a large sum of money on a sweater.

"Chen Zhiqing deserves to be an educated youth from the capital city. He buys eight sweaters as soon as he sells them, unlike those in small places like us, where buying one or two pieces of clothing is like digging out the flesh of your body." Lin Tianxia said enviously.

"Comrade, then I'll issue an invoice?" Another salesperson took out a receipt and a ballpoint pen from the drawer of the counter and looked at Chen Huihui.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Chen Huihui.

Chen Huihui was silent for a moment, then gritted her teeth, "Let's issue a ticket."

Say no to buy now.

She really can't afford to lose that man.

Especially being ashamed in front of Shen Zhihuan is the last thing she can bear.

The salesperson who had already held the ballpoint pen in his hand "swiped" twice, and the receipt was ready.

The salesman holding the sweater was also nimble, packing all eight sweaters in two or three strokes.

Chen Huihui gritted her teeth, and pretending to be relaxed, she took out the Datuan from her pocket, counted 28 and handed them to the salesperson.

The moment Datuan left her hand, her heart ached to bleed.

She also thought about going back to the capital to buy that beautiful lady's watch...

She has been fancying that watch for a long time...

"Comrade, show me your cashmere sweater." Shen Zhihuan pointed to the sweater in the corner of the container.

"Comrade, your eyes are really poisonous! This cashmere sweater is a very good product. It was just shipped from Guangzhou yesterday, and we just got it out of the warehouse at noon today, and we haven't had time to hang it yet." The salesperson smiled. He took out the sweater.

Chen Huihui stood where she was, her face turning green and pale.

The gaze towards Shen Zhihuan was like a poisoned dagger.

She intentionally...

"So it's still good?" Lin Tianxia clicked her tongue twice.

When she made a sound, Chen Huihui almost didn't die of anger.

(End of this chapter)