So, Meng Shu walked into the mall and went straight to Diaopai.

The damp clothes stuck to my body, which was very uncomfortable.

She needs to change quickly.

"Hello, welcome."

Sales assistants deal with different people every day, and they can tell the price of a person's clothes just by looking at them.

A cold smile flashed through his mind.

These days, all sorts of nobodies and scoundrels are getting into the Diaopai brand; it's hilarious.

However, on the surface, he still maintained a smile.

After all, there are many surveillance cameras in the store, so we can't leave any evidence against them.

Only then did she notice that the person who came was exceptionally handsome.

Perhaps she's some wealthy young lady who's descended to earth for spiritual training; I mustn't offend her.

Thinking of this, she smiled even more obsequiously, "Miss, we have some new arrivals in our store, would you like to try them on?"

Meng Shu remained indifferent, completely ignoring the sycophantic salesperson.

After browsing around, she pointed to a row of cream-colored dresses and said, "Wrap them all up."

The sales assistant was taken aback, her voice trembling, "Miss, are you sure? This row isn't cheap; it'll cost around a million."

"Hmm." Meng Shu took out Meng Wood's supplementary card and handed it directly to her.

At this time, Monwood was in a meeting.

His phone was switched off, so he naturally had no idea what had happened.

If he knew what Meng Shu was going to do next, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot and regret giving the supplementary card to Meng Shu.

The sales assistant smiled broadly, her tone full of flattery, "Miss, please wait a moment."

As she packed the food, she thought to herself, "Thank goodness I didn't look down on people."

"Miss, your clothes are dirty, let me help you clean them."

"Thank you, no need."

"Yes, miss, would you like to change into something clean?"

Meng Shu nodded and casually picked out a French-style cream-colored long dress.

A few minutes later, when she came out of the locker room.

The sales assistant stood there, stunned, her eyes wide with amazement.

It's a very simple style, but she wears it with a unique feel.

Exquisite features, a small face without makeup, fair skin like cream, long, glossy black hair, and a tall, curvaceous figure.

She looked like Snow White who had stepped out of a book.

The girl wore no luxury items, yet she appeared noble, radiant, charming, and adorable.

It quickly attracted praise and purchases from many customers.

The sales assistant was amazed.

"Miss, you are so beautiful."

Meng Shu steadied himself.

Only then did he slowly raise his eyes, looking at himself in the mirror with a complicated expression.

The girl in the mirror.

Bright and radiant, exquisitely beautiful.

Undeniably beautiful, absolutely gorgeous.

Indeed, her appearance is universally acknowledged as being as beautiful as an angel.

Meng Shu's lips curled up slightly.

His gaze softened even more.

Then it fell into a gloomy mood again.

Yellow was that man's favorite color.

But it was the color I hated most in my previous life.

She suddenly remembered that Huo Qilin had said—

She was a blooming, beautiful yellow rose, bringing him hope and passion.

Now, she has become the person he likes.

What would happen if he saw it?

Thinking of this, a blush rose on Meng Shu's pretty face.

The next second, she snapped out of her reverie.

They paid the bill and left.

After all, there's a good show waiting for her to participate in.

At the same time, Meng Yuxuan also came to the mall.

She carried a Louis Vuitton bag, looking determined to win.

There are many wealthy young men at tonight's banquet.

She insisted on dressing up in her finest attire to dazzle everyone.

the most important is.

Outshine that country bumpkin Meng Shu.

He made her lose face completely, so she could never hold her head up again.

Let's see if she dares to steal my things again.

Thinking of this, a smug smile appeared on his face.

No, I can't wait any longer.

Just then, a woman carrying a vegetable basket walked towards them, followed by two other women.

This person is named Zhou Piaopiao, the eldest daughter of the Zhou Group, and also the host of tonight's banquet.

One of the women behind her was He Xiaoman, the second young lady of the He family.

The other woman, named Mikoto Yoshika, was an international student from Japan.

Meng Yuxuan's eyes lit up when she saw Zhou Piaopiao and her group.

With a fawning smile on her face, she quickly went to greet him.

"Miss Zhou, Miss Mi Gong, it's been a long time! What a coincidence that you're shopping too."

Zhou Piaopiao glanced at her coldly, her face arrogant, and asked, "What is it?"

Meng Yuxuan smiled awkwardly, "Thank you for the invitation, Miss Zhou. I wonder if I could bring one more person with me tonight?"

Zhou Piaopiao was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, He Xiaoman pointed to a yellow figure not far away.

He frowned and said, "Piaopiao, look, isn't that Meng Shu?"

Zhou Piaopiao looked up and her face immediately darkened.

Meng Yuxuan was taken aback.

He asked cautiously, "You also know Meng Shu?"

He Xiaoman said casually, "A poor girl from our school stole Piaopiao's position as the school beauty as soon as she arrived."

We've disliked her for a long time, if it weren't for Piaopiao's kind heart—"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Piaopiao glared at her, her eyes full of warning.

He Xiaoman coughed lightly and immediately dared not say anything more.

Meng Yuxuan concealed her excitement.

Unexpectedly.

These two are actually alumni of Meng Shu's school.

Moreover, it seems there's some history between them.

Haha, heaven is on my side!

In this way, she can use someone else to do her dirty work.

She couldn't think of it.

Zhou Piaopiao and the others also harbored the same mentality of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Thinking of this, she suddenly put on a hesitant yet intriguing expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Piaopiao glanced at her indifferently.

Meng Yuxuan bit her lower lip and couldn't help but sigh.

Zhou Piaopiao smoothed the stray hairs from her forehead and glanced at the beautiful figure in yellow.

"I've heard rumors that Meng Shu is a relative of yours?"

Meng Yuxuan nodded and said cautiously.

"She's my cousin, and she moved into my house a few days ago."

He Xiaoman snorted and said coldly, "Meng Yuxuan, why do I feel like you're quite afraid of her?"

Hearing this, Meng Yuxuan looked aggrieved.

She embellished the story, telling how Meng Shu had taken her room.

Zhou Piaopiao frowned and remained silent, but a calculating glint flashed in her eyes.

He Xiaoman sneered, "A country bumpkin dares to ride roughshod over you? You think you can join our circle? You're like a toad trying to eat swan meat!"

Meng Yuxuan wore a smile on his face, but in his heart he cursed He Xiaoman's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Unexpectedly, Mi Gonghaoxiang, who was standing to the side, suddenly smiled faintly.

Like a blooming jasmine flower, delicate and clean, gentle and pleasant.

The next second, she said casually, "Since everyone is quite familiar with that young lady, why don't we sit down and have a chat?"

Zhou Piaopiao heard this.

After thinking about it, he agreed.

Then, the group headed straight for Meng Shu.

Just then, Meng Shu walked into a Chinese clothing store.

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