"Noisy!" Fu Yichen suddenly made a noise and interrupted Song Zhe's wordiness.

Seeing that Fu Yichen looked bad, Su Mi didn't dare to ask any more. She quickly blew Fu Yichen's hair, took the comb brought by Song Zhe, walked around to the front, carefully combed Fu Yichen's hair, took a little styling cream in her hand, grabbed Fu Yichen's hair a few times, and took care of a hairstyle.

She stepped back and looked at it. She felt quite satisfied. "Mr. Fu, it's OK. I just don't know if you are satisfied. Take a look. If you are not satisfied, I can change your shape again."

She took the mirror in Song Zhe's hand and raised it to Fu Yichen's eyes.

Song Zhe praised: "Miss Su is OK. I think it's better than Wang Xiaocheng. The president will see if it's OK."

Fu Yichen opened his eyes. He was perfect in the mirror. Her black hair was sorted out by her skillful hands. Her hair looked exquisite and not deliberate. It was very natural and handsome.

Fu Yichen nodded and suddenly pointed to Su Mi's black skirt. "This dress costs 200000 yuan. Remember to tie it back to assistant song!"

Su MI, "..."

Nani?!

Just now Su Mi said she didn't need it. Fu Yichen insisted that she change it. Now he cares about her for money!

Is there such a strong buy and sell?! Or do rich people have to buy and sell like this and be stingy to get rich?

Song Zhe is also a little silly. What's the boss doing? He suddenly becomes so stingy. He's still a charming woman!

What a gentleman!

"What? Should I pay for my clothes?"

Seeing Su Mi stunned, Fu Yichen provoked a sword eyebrow. If Su Mi didn't give money, it was the forced look of a shameless woman greedy for cheap.

Su Mi squeezed her fist. "OK, I'll give the money to assistant song. It's just..."

Her eyelashes trembled. "I don't have so much money on hand now. Can Mr. Fu allow me to pay in installments?"

Zhou Qingyang's assets are more than 100 million. Although Su Mi married Zhou Qingyang, they were only fake marriages.

Su Mi never used Zhou Qingyang's money. At first, although she lived there, she insisted on paying Zhou Qingyang's room fee every month. Since last year, she has saved some money, found a community, rented a small house with two bedrooms and one living room, and moved out from Zhou Qingyang.

When she was driven out of the house, she was still in college with two babies in her stomach. When she had a child, she had to raise it. As soon as she had time, Su Mi worked everywhere to make money. She didn't mind how dirty and tired the work was, but even so, she had to suspend school for two years.

Last year, she saved enough tuition fees to resume school, but the two babies went to kindergarten again. If Bai Miaomiao hadn't lent her money, the two babies wouldn't be able to enter school. In short, the money would never be enough, let alone 200000. Now it's 2000 yuan, and she doesn't have it either.

"Oh, a dress needs to be paid in installments?"

Fu Yichen's sarcastic voice sounded, and the contempt in his tone was so obvious.

Su MI is a little uncomfortable. Poverty is not a crime. Just live hard. Why should she be ridiculed and looked at?

"Mr. Fu, a dress is nothing to you, but it's income for me for several years. I just said that I don't need to change my clothes. Mr. Fu thinks my dirty clothes affect your mood, so I have to meet Mr. Fu's needs. But this dress is really beyond my ability to pay. I don't mean to default, but it's just installment payment, I believe Mr. Fu is so rich that he won't mind my delaying for a while. But is this dress really worth 200000? "

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