Ninety lucky little sweet wife

Zhu Yan, who has lived for two lifetimes, has seen quite a few of this kind of petty person who looks down on others and has a narrow mind.

It was obviously impossible not to arouse her anger when she was humiliated by being pointed at her nose brightly.

Zhu Yan was so angry that she was half dead, her mind was running fast, thinking about how to get revenge.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a familiar voice sounded from the side.

"Use my card, I'm a member here, and I can get a discount."

Zhu Yan turned around and saw a fashionable girl approaching her with a smile like a flower.

"Teacher Ding."

Meeting Ding Baixuan here, Zhu Yan was still a little surprised, and she didn't know how much she heard what she had just been humiliated.

"Sister Zhu Yan, what a coincidence, it turns out that you also like their clothes."

Ding Baixuan stepped forward and hugged Zhu Yan's arm. The relationship between the two was as close as friends who have known each other for many years. Wu Yue couldn't help but move to the side to make room for them.

Zhu Yan knew very well in her heart that she and Ding Baixuan had nothing other than the relationship between the landlord and the tenant.

However, she was very close to her family, Qin Huai, and even asked Qin Huai to support her when she suffered a foot injury.

When the events of that day overlapped with the face of the girl in front of her, Zhu Yan felt the hairs all over her body stand on end.

She moved closer to Wu Yue's side without any trace, and her arm also subconsciously broke away from Ding Baixuan's holding hand.

"I happened to come in for a stroll, so I don't really like it." Zhu Yan suppressed the anger in her heart, and said in a joking tone as much as possible, "Such a high-end brand store should only provide services for big leaders. Those who come down, I’m afraid they won’t be able to climb high.”

Ding Baixuan covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "Sister Zhu Yan was joking, the salesperson sister was joking with you. As we all know, most of the residents in Duancheng are from nearby towns, and there are no real city people. We are not an imperial capital, A big city like Beijing, are you right, sister salesperson?"

The salesperson was taken aback, and heard that Ding Baixuan was helping the two women both inside and outside. Considering that the other party was a member of the store, he followed the steps she handed over, smiled and said: "Miss Ding is right. Yes, we are all ordinary people, no distinction between high and low."

Zhu Yan saw the change in the salesperson's attitude because of Ding Baixuan's relationship, and sneered in her heart.

In fact, she did laugh out loud, "Oh? Then you tell me, what is noble and humble, like you, holding on to a game console all day long, making bad faces at customers, praising high and trampling low Is the person you are a nobleman or is it?"

Zhu Yan didn't finish the following words, but gave the other party a look of self-experience.

I thought her words would arouse the salesperson's anger, but suddenly she just turned pale, and then looked behind Zhu Yan with a flustered expression, "Sister Yu, don't listen to her nonsense, I didn't do anything, they were the ones doing it." There is deliberate trouble here."

When the woman called Sister Yu passed by Zhu Yan, she looked at them suspiciously a few more times, and then walked to the salesperson's side.

When Sister Yu saw the game console on the cashier counter that hadn't been put away by the salesperson, she suddenly thought about it, and immediately said with a smile on her face: "Guests, I'm really sorry, she is new here. I haven't learned the rules yet, so I'll give you a [-]% discount on today's order, as an apology, is that okay?"

"Okay, okay." Before Zhu Yan could reply, Wu Yue had already paid the bill.

Zhu Yan looked at Wu Yue with a bit of resentment, but Wu Yue really didn't seem to mind at all, because of the dozens of dollars saved, her mouth was almost grinning to her ears.

Even though Sister Yu was involved, the matter was overturned. After paying the bill, Zhu Yan pulled Wu Yue and was about to leave.

If it weren't for the fact that those clothes Wu Yue looked really good on, she really wouldn't even want those clothes.

At this moment, even if I stayed for a minute longer, I felt bored and flustered.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw Ding Baixuan walking over with a men's belt.

"Sister Zhu Yan, I want to buy a belt for my boyfriend. What do you think of this one? Will he like it?"

For some reason, whenever she heard Ding Baixuan calling her sister, Zhu Yan felt goosebumps all over the floor.

The belts sold in specialty stores have the brand's LOGO printed on them. Most of the styles are similar, and there is no difference.

Zhu Yan didn't pay much attention to the word "boyfriend" in Ding Baixuan's words. After all, it's normal for a girl her age to have a boyfriend.

She glanced at the belt casually, and said truthfully: "I don't know much about belts, maybe you can find a man to ask, they have a better say."

Ding Baixuan was not discouraged, and continued: "Sister Zhu Yan should have bought a belt for Teacher Qin, do you think if it was Teacher Qin, would he like this style?"

Hearing her mention Qin Huai, Zhu Yan really looked at it for a while, so she replied: "I should like it."

Zhu Yan didn't expect that her words made Ding Baixuan immediately decide to buy the belt.

To her surprise, she saw the belt again not long after.

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