To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 30
"That's enough, Xiaoliangliang will accompany me to look at the clothes again, and change to a new home and new clothes!"

After shopping in the supermarket for a long time, Wen Liang was already a little tired, but after seeing the expectation in Qiao Mumu's eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he nodded helplessly.

Seeing her agree, Qiao Mumu was instantly as happy as a child, and walked to the cashier holding her hand.

After checking out, the two went to a women's clothing store together.

Wen Liang had no desire to shop for clothes, so he found a place to sit down, boredly picked up the magazine on the shelf beside him, flipped through a couple of pages, and secretly smacked his tongue when he saw the price of the clothes on it.

The price of a piece of clothing is equivalent to more than a month's salary, and Mu Mu has really spent a lot of money this time.

After waiting for a while, Qiao Mumu finally came out of the fitting room. The bright-colored skirt stopped at her knees, and the sewing at the waist was drawn inward, which set off her slender waist like a flower pole. She is like a rose slowly blooming in this skirt.

It's really pretty. Wen Liang has never seen Qiao Mumu so stunning. After all, this girlfriend is very childish, and she usually likes to wear casual clothes, so it's rare to change into such formal clothes.

"How about it, Xiao Liangliang, do I look good in this?"

"nice.

Just as Wen Liang was about to answer, the door of another fitting room not far away suddenly opened, attracting their attention!

A pair of [-]cm crystal high-heeled shoes first appeared in the eyes of the two of them. If there was a red cloth behind the heels that seemed to have caught their eyes, one couldn't help but wonder which fairy came down to earth.

"Wow! Xinran! You look so beautiful in this dress!" All the friends on the sofa praised.

The woman brushed her curly hair, and posed a few more poses in front of the mirror, "Really?"

Her gaze, however, involuntarily flicked to the back of her—the dress on Qiao Mumu's body, which was exactly the same as hers!

The smile that just appeared on Tang Xinran's face froze instantly.

"I...I'm going to change clothes!" Qiao Mumu's tightly clenched palms were sweating, and the appearance of running away in a panic was obviously shocked. Just as Wen Liang wanted to call her back, the tall and graceful Tang Xinran walked out. .

Tang Xinran's eyes were filled with amused glances, and his eyes swept casually, pointing to Wen Liang and Qiao Mumu's body, his red lips raised and he said lightly, "A person like you deserves to wear such expensive clothes." clothes?"

And she was wearing the same dress as Qiao Mumu!

"That's right! Only Xinran like ours is worthy of this kind of clothes, but then again, seeing how poor you are, can you afford it?" It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, waiting for Tang Xinran to come out Friends, echoed repeatedly.

Warm and displeased eyebrows frowned: "Please pay attention to your attitude when speaking, this is a public place!"

"Did I talk to you?" Tang Xinran was waiting for Wen Liang, his brows furrowed and his voice raised a bit.

With heavy makeup on, she stared imposingly at the two people not far away, fearing that others would not know that she was a delicate and thorny flower.

"Mumu, let's not quarrel with them, let's go."

Wen Liang was not afraid.

It's that this kind of quarrel is meaningless, and children quarrel. Adults are used to sitting down to negotiate and reconcile. When faced with things that cannot be reconciled, it is better to have one thing more than one thing less.

However, Qiao Mumu couldn't swallow this breath.

"You are the only ones who are not as good as a piece of clothing. In my eyes, it is no different from street stalls!"

She stiffened her neck and gave Tang Xinran a harsh "Bah".

The word "street stall" somehow touched the chord in the woman's mind, and the lady image that she had disguised for many years disappeared completely, and she stretched out her hand to pull Qiao Mumu's clothes.

His eyes were red with anger, his black hair fluttered in a mess, and he turned himself into a vixen, and waved his fingertips that had been painted with red nail polish on Qiao Mumu's face.

Even though she didn't want to cause trouble anymore, Wen Liang didn't want her best friend to be bullied for no reason, so she stretched out her long arms to pull Tang Xinran away.

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Suddenly, there was a soft noise, and Tang Xinran tore Qiao Mumu's dress to pieces. She pouted aggrievedly, and covered her exposed fair skin with her hands.

"I tell you, all the clothes in this mall belong to me, you, take off your clothes now!"

Tang Xinran let go of her hand. Although she was speaking to Qiao Mumu, her scorching eyes were fixed on Wen Liang, as if they were burning like fire, as if they were going to burn her to death.

The salesperson of the clothing store was already in a state of desperation, and was even more frightened when they heard this. If a customer was really threatened at their house, how could anyone want to come here to buy clothes in the future?
Immediately stepped forward: "You two ladies, stop arguing, there is more than one piece of clothing."

"Are you blind? I'm Tang Xinran! I'm Tang Mo's 'only' younger sister. I said that all the clothes here are mine. Don't you understand?"

She was domineering, and the friends around her were all gorgeously dressed, so one could tell at a glance that she was not an ordinary person. The salesperson didn't dare to offend her, so she could only keep apologizing.

Qiao Mumu was pure-hearted, he didn't know why he liked a piece of clothing, and how could it get in the way of her, so he cried aggrievedly.

In the beginning, she was just soft-spoken, but then she looked like a little person who was robbed of candy, crying loudly and even losing her image, but she looked soft and pure, the more she cried angrily, On the contrary, it feels more soft and beautiful.

Wen Liang hugged her distressedly: "Mumu, we won't cry anymore, your tears are very precious, you know? It's my fault, if it wasn't for me, Tang Xinran wouldn't make things difficult for you."

At that time, the man who was passing by the hall of the shopping mall and was talking to the accountant suddenly stopped, frowned, and glanced at the noisy corner, he was not sure if he had heard it wrong.

The sentence just now, "Your tears are very precious." It sounds so familiar.

He hung up the phone and walked in the direction of the voice just now.

"Woooooo...Little Liangliang!" Qiao Mumu's crying was heart-wrenching.

While Wen Liang comforted her, she turned to Tang Xinran and the others with a stern tone, "Tang Xinran! Please apologize to Mu Mu right now! I can forget about the past!"

"Heh..." Tang Xinran sneered, "Wen Liang, you want me to apologize to her?"

Just as she was about to say something, a pair of straight long legs stood in front of everyone.

Tang Xinran noticed that she looked over subconsciously, and the arrogant look disappeared instantly, her back was stiff and she didn't dare to meet the man's gaze.

She thought that Tang Mo would leave after answering the phone!

Unexpectedly, he would come here again!
The man glanced sideways at her, and asked in a clear voice, "What happened?"

His gaze finally fell on Wen Liang's body. Her appearance seemed somewhat familiar, as if he had met her once by chance, but more importantly, it was what she said just now.

That sentence, he once said.

then……

His little sister was not lost yet, and he took her to the mall to buy new shoes, but because they were still very young, although they were accompanied by someone, they were not taken seriously by the waiters.

He even said: "Two little devils, go wherever you like, don't hinder our business!"

It was also at that time that he used his title of "the eldest son of the Tang family" for the first time to buy the entire shopping mall for her and told her about it.

"Your tears are worth thousands of gold. They are very expensive. Don't cry. The whole shopping mall is not as good as you."

The memory ends.

Tang Mo looked over there, who was slim and tall, and whose age was similar to that of the lost little girl, who was warm and cool, and couldn't help but look a little more, but his eyes were frozen.

After all, it is in a public place, if someone recognizes that the woman who just fought like a shrew is the adopted daughter of his Tang family, the impact can be imagined!

"Brother! I..." Tang Xinran's eyes flickered.

(End of this chapter)