Breakup and still want to be beautiful on your own? A crazy tycoon seduces and climbs to the top.

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Although people nowadays have more freedom to dress as they please, and the Fu family is not a conservative or old-fashioned family, most of the people who came to the banquet hall to celebrate Old Master Fu's birthday today were still older relatives.

An Xiaoxiao's outfit made her the center of attention. Where could the elders look?

An Ying shook her head violently: "No, no, absolutely not..."

Today, An Xiaoxiao's makeup and hairstyle were exquisite. She leaned gently against the door of the dressing room, her charming eyes sweeping over An Ying's clothes.

A knitted sweater paired with jeans creates a completely casual and simple outfit.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was a new maid in the house.

An Xiaoxiao chuckled to herself.

At the engagement banquet a while ago, An Ying humiliated her so much that she lost face in front of the Lu family.

Today we must turn the tables here and give An Ying a good slap in the face!

Let everyone get to know her as the future young mistress of the Lu family.

An Xiaoxiao's arrogance grew even stronger: "Sister, are you so poor that you can't even afford a dress now that you don't have a job?"

An Ying: "..."

She rolled her eyes at An Xiaoxiao speechlessly: What crazy thing is this woman up to today?

An Xiaoxiao ignored An Ying's glare and looked at An Ying arrogantly:

"Sister, Brother Qiyao gives me 100,000 yuan in pocket money every month. If you really can't afford clothes, you can ask me to lend you some."

"Look at what you're wearing today, it looks like you bought something from Pinduoduo for 19.9 yuan with free shipping. You're making a fool of yourself on such an important occasion."

"Later in the banquet hall, you absolutely mustn't say you know me, I can't bear the embarrassment, hahaha."

An Xiaoxiao really put in all her effort to be the center of attention at today's banquet.

Although Lu Qiyao had told her several times that her outfit was too revealing today, she didn't care.

An Xiaoxiao laughed so hard her body trembled.

Arrogant laughter echoed in the dressing room.

The two ounces of fat beneath the deep V-neck jiggled, undulating like waves.

An Ying felt that this woman was giving her a headache.

She could easily imagine the elders in the banquet hall downstairs later, their eyes darting around, looking at An Xiaoxiao with awkward expressions.

An Ying was too lazy to waste time arguing with her; there were still a lot of things to do at today's birthday banquet.

She said expressionlessly, "What a coincidence, that's what I was thinking too. Don't tell anyone you know me later, I can't bear the embarrassment."

An Xiaoxiao: "...Just keep being stubborn."

An Ying unzipped the dust bag on her dress.

A light pink strapless floor-length gown slowly unfolded before her eyes; the fabric of the dress was soft and silky, and the cut was extremely creative.

The dress is adorned with a ring of diamonds, arranged from top to bottom. Although the diamonds are of various shapes, they do not appear cluttered at all. From a distance, under the light of the dressing room's overhead lamp, the diamonds sparkle brilliantly, as if dazzling stars have fallen onto the dress.

It hung there quietly, exuding an indescribable nobility and elegance.

This dress is so beautiful that An Ying couldn't take her eyes off it for a long time.

The person wearing it will definitely become the focus of the entire event.

An Ying took a deep breath.

I thought it was beautiful from the pictures, but I never expected that the real thing would be a hundred times more beautiful than the pictures.

This dress was specially flown in by private jet from the headquarters of a top luxury brand abroad. The dress alone costs 200,000 yuan, and with shipping costs, it will only be more expensive.

An Ying carefully smoothed out the hem of her skirt to prevent wrinkles.

An Xiaoxiao's smile suddenly froze.

This time, her smile vanished, and her voice was icy: "Where did this dress come from?"

An Ying casually replied, "I bought it."

An Xiaoxiao's gaze passed over An Ying and settled on the high-end dress in her hand.

She fell in love with the dress at first sight when she saw it in a promotional image on the official website of a certain brand.

An Xiaoxiao immediately contacted a saleswoman she knew at the C brand store. The saleswoman went through several channels to reach C brand's headquarters overseas.

The reply was: I decline your offer, but I won't sell.

The saleswoman said the designer created this for her future daughter-in-law, and it's the only one of its kind in the world.

An Xiaoxiao had no choice but to say that she was willing to pay a higher price.

The saleswoman called again, and the reply was: The designer has plenty of money, and if they don't want to sell, they simply don't want to sell.

An Xiaoxiao's smile vanished completely.

She was seething with anger.

What kind of self-righteous, high-minded designer claims to be a source of pride for the Chinese community, saying he doesn't care about prices, won't sell to others, and only designs for his future daughter-in-law... that's all bullshit.

In the end, it still had to be sold!

Otherwise, how did this one-of-a-kind garment end up in An Ying's hands?!

It couldn't have been blown in by the wind, could it?!

She had mentioned to Lu Qiyao several times that she wanted this evening dress, but each time Madam Lu would rebuke her, saying, "You're pregnant, and your waistline is getting bigger every day. Why are you buying these ridiculously expensive clothes?"

After much deliberation, she finally chose this deep V-neck dress, thinking she could finally dominate the room...

An Xiaoxiao seemed unwilling to believe the truth, muttering to herself, "Impossible..."

How could a penniless wretch who lost his job and was expelled from the Lu family possibly afford it!

An Ying, however, smiled openly:

"Why not? You're allowed to wear a beautiful dress, but others can't?"

An Xiaoxiao's face was contorted with anger:

"I don't believe you have the money to buy it, An Ying. Have you hooked up with some rich old man?"

An Ying rolled her eyes, about to retort, when she caught sight of a familiar figure.

Lu Qiyao stood at the door of the dressing room and tugged at An Xiaoxiao's hand: "Xiaoxiao, the banquet is about to start, what are you doing here..."

An Xiaoxiao pouted, looking like she was about to cry. She looked at Lu Qiyao, but pointed at An Ying: "Husband, look at her!"

Lu Qiyao turned his head and realized that An Ying was also there.

The last time I saw her was when she was having dinner with Fu Chengli at a restaurant.

After not seeing her for more than a month, seeing An Ying looking so radiant again, Lu Qiyao felt a mix of emotions for some reason.

Lu Qiyao said irritably, "Why are you looking at her? What's so special about her that I need to look at her?"

An Xiaoxiao stomped her foot and said in a huff, "I told you I was going to spend money to buy this dress, but your mother disagreed. Now look what's happened, this dress is in her hands!"

Lu Qiyao frowned; he couldn't understand girls' obsession with clothes.

When he was with An Ying before, she never bothered him in this regard.

How can two sisters have such different temperaments and hobbies?

Lu Qiyao felt only irritation.

Is he impatient with An Xiaoxiao's need to buy clothes?

No.

Now, whenever he sees An Ying, he pictures her smiling and having dinner with Fu Chengli.

This scene made him very uneasy.

He hurriedly said, "I'll buy you new clothes later."

After saying that, Lu Qiyao pulled hard and dragged An Xiaoxiao away.

An Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "They're finally gone..."

A few minutes later, a maid came running to find An Ying:

"Miss An, something bad has happened, there's a problem with the seating."

An Ying asked in confusion, "Weren't the seats already reserved? What could be the problem?"

The maid was sweating profusely: "Actually... it's your father, Mr. An, and Ms. Xu who are unhappy with their seating arrangements."

"They want to sit at the same table as Grandpa Fu, and they complain that the seating arrangement is too far out and they're making a fuss."

As expected, it was An Weiping and Xu Mei stirring up trouble again.

An Ying sighed, "Let's go take a look."

As An Ying walked out of the dressing room, she glanced back at the light-colored haute couture diamond gown and casually locked the dressing room door.

An Ying quickly followed the maid downstairs.

In the banquet hall on the first floor, the scene before her made her frown.