After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

Yan Xiong looked away.

He raised an eyebrow and looked coldly at the sales clerk.

His gaze fell on her狰狞 face, and his brows furrowed, revealing a clear look of disgust.

In comparison, it pales in comparison.

If the soul had a taste, then Yan Niannian's soul must be as fragrant as a pure white lotus.

Refreshing.

It makes people want to get closer to her.

And what about the woman in front of me now?

His greedy, unearned desire for something for nothing was exactly the same as the girl who had been clinging to him before.

Their souls are foul.

Disgusting, hateful.

Even when you're close enough, the smell is unbearable.

"Humph!"

Yan Xiong's face darkened. He merely snorted coldly, not bothering to utter a single extra word, and turned to leave.

Before the sales clerk could even wipe the fawning smile off her face, she was dumbfounded.

My body is stiff.

My cheeks turned pale and then flushed, burning and burning.

I was furious.

Why is it that woman surnamed Yan can win a man's favor, but I can't?

Why?

At that moment, a young, stylish, and glamorous girl approached.

Her name is Xiaoling.

These were the close friends Yan Zimo made after returning to China.

only……

The relationship between the two is quite delicate.

Yan Zimo had been living abroad for a long time, but now she has returned to China. However, she doesn't have any friends to talk to, chat with, or go shopping with.

Therefore, Xiaoling's appearance seemed just right.

It's needed, but not really.

Yan Zimo would even inadvertently reveal that sense of superiority.

Xiaoling's family background is naturally not as good as Yan Zimo's.

My mind began to twist.

On the one hand, whenever he had the chance, he would try to please Yan Zimo.

On the other hand, they also hope to see Yan Zimo make a fool of herself, suffer setbacks, and feel pain and discomfort, which would give them a secret sense of satisfaction.

She had seen Yan Ziming's family photo before, so she naturally recognized the person who had just left carrying the exquisite handbag as Yan Xiong.

Yan Zimo's father.

"Hey! Tell me, what did that man just buy?" Xiaoling asked, gesturing towards the direction Yan Xiong had left.

At this moment, the sales clerk's expression had not yet softened.

She glanced at Xiaoling.

He immediately regarded her as someone who shared the same thoughts as him.

She deliberately said, "That man is a super rich guy, extremely generous. He bought our store's prized possession right away."

"What? That Snow Lotus Dream?" Xiaoling exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes!"

The salesperson nodded emphatically.

Having received an affirmative answer, Xiaoling subconsciously turned her head and glanced at the glass display case in the most conspicuous position in the store.

Sure enough, it was empty.

That "Dream of the Snow Lotus" is no more.

She especially liked this dress.

I like it very much.

However, the exorbitant price of this "Snow Lotus Dream" was beyond her reach.

Every time she came over, all she could do was look at her longingly for a few moments.

Now, however, it has been bought by Yan Ziming's father.

"Did he... say who he intended to give it to?" Xiaoling asked again.

Upon hearing this, the sales clerk's expression changed again.

Which pot does not open which pot.

Isn't this just another reminder that she just offered her warm welcome only to be met with a cold shoulder?

To save face, the sales clerk gritted her teeth and lied curtly, "It's for his daughter!"

Xiaoling's expression became subtle.

She said nothing and turned to leave.

……

Upon entering the bathroom, Xiaoling took out her phone.

Given the opportunity, she tried to curry favor with Yan Ziming and get closer to her.

The phone rang several times before Yan Ziming finally answered.

Her voice was languid and lazy; she got straight to the point from the start, "What is it?"

"I have to attend a charity auction tomorrow, so I don't have the time or inclination to go shopping with you today."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoling couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She thought to herself that she was complaining, but she didn't show it on her face at all.

In fact, there was a clear hint of ingratiation in her voice.

"MoMo, I have something happy to tell you."

“I just saw your dad at the clothing store. He bought the store’s prized possession, the Snow Lotus Dream, and said he wanted to give it to you.”

"MoMo, your dad is so good to you, you are so lucky."

I'm so envious of you!

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ziming, who had been lounging lazily on the sofa, was immediately taken aback.

With a "roll," she sat up abruptly.

The movement was so large that it even knocked over the fruit plate on the coffee table.

"My dad bought that store's prized possession?" Yan Ziming asked anxiously.

"Yes!"

After receiving a positive answer, Yan Ziming's expression turned sour.

She rubbed her teeth and blurted out instinctively, "How did you know it was for me?"

She owns many luxury items, but without exception, they were all gifts from her mother, Du Xiaoshuang.

Her father has never paid much attention to her.

Let alone giving her such an expensive prized possession, Yan Xiong has never given her any special gift for her birthday since she was a child.

All her sense of ritual comes from her mother!

Although Xiaoling found Yan Ziming's reaction strange, she patiently explained, "It was the sales clerk who said it."

"It must have been your dad who told her, how could it be false?"

Her pupils dilated, and Yan Ziming's eyes widened.

The next moment, a surge of joy arose.

She was so excited that her hands were shaking.

It must be that Dad is getting old and has begun to realize the preciousness of family ties.

Knowing how important she was as his only daughter, he started treating her better.

Correct!

It must be like this.

"MoMo, what's wrong?" XiaoLing asked, puzzled, when she noticed that Yan ZiMo on the other end of the phone had suddenly fallen silent, but she could also clearly hear her heavy, excited breathing.

"Cough cough cough..."

Yan Zimo snapped out of her daze.

She raised an eyebrow, her whole demeanor brightening with joy. "It's alright!"

"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I need to see my dad later and try out that prized possession of the store!"

"I'm hanging up now!"

Her tone was full of smugness, and she didn't give Xiaoling any chance to speak before hanging up the phone.

Xiaoling's smile froze.

Her face darkened slightly, and she gritted her teeth and cursed a few times.

"Pah! What's so great about that?"

"It's all because you were born into the right family. Without the Yan family as a powerful support, you'd be nothing."

After venting her frustrations, Xiaoling left.

Although Yan Ziming said she was going to see Yan Xiong, she didn't actually go.

The Yan family owns a house in China, so Yan Xiong and Du Xiaoyue lived in that house after returning to China.

But Yan Zimo did not.

She lived in the apartment that Dong Yan provided for her.

The apartment was close to the Zhuo family's residence, which gave her the advantage of being close to Zhuo Yuchen.

So at this moment, Yan Ziming could only suppress her excitement and patiently wait for Yan Xiong to come over.