She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Zhang Mei quickly came out after changing.

She handed the dress she had changed out of to the sales assistant, who then went to the front desk to get an invoice after confirming it was correct.

Wen Tao and Wang Mingxia followed, and soon the sales assistant handed over the invoice: "Hello, this dress is a new style in our store. New styles are not eligible for discounts. The original price of the dress is 36,800 yuan. Would you like to pay by card or mobile payment?"

"Thirty-six thousand eight!" Wang Mingxia's face immediately changed in shock.

Wen Tao, who was standing to the side, also felt a little embarrassed.

They estimated the price of the dress to be at most a few thousand yuan more, but they never expected it to be over ten thousand, even more than thirty thousand!

This far exceeded the expectations of the mother and child.

The toasting dress is only worn for a few hours, so it's a waste to spend so much money on it.

Wang Mingxia winked at Wen Tao, signaling him to talk to Zhang Mei and suggest they pick out a similar one.

Wen Tao glanced furtively at Zhang Mei's expectant expression, unsure how to broach the subject, and then looked pleadingly at Wang Mingxia.

The sales assistant was still holding the invoice, waiting to pay, but the mother and son were pushing and shoving each other without saying a word.

Zhang Mei remained the same, smiling as if she didn't find the price expensive at all, nor did she notice anything unusual about the two men, quietly waiting for them to pay the bill.

Wen Yang and Fang Li stood at a distance behind, watching the various expressions on their faces without any emotion.

Suddenly, unable to resist her son's pleading eyes, Wang Mingxia turned around and looked at Wen Yang.

Wen Yang's eyelids twitched, and she immediately planned to pull Fang Li away.

Wang Mingxia strode over and, without saying a word, pulled her toward the front desk. Wen Yang struggled twice, but Wang Mingxia tightened her grip on her arm, and a sharp pain shot through her instantly.

"Mom! What are you doing! You're hurting me!"

"Honey, I'm begging you, you don't want to see your brother and sister-in-law have a falling out over a piece of clothing, do you?"

After Wang Mingxia finished speaking in a low voice, the two of them had already reached the front desk.

“Meimei, Yangyang said that she didn’t bring any gifts when she first met your sister-in-law, so consider this dress a gift from her!” She completely disregarded Wen Yang’s wishes and said directly to Zhang Mei as if she wanted to take credit.

Wen Yang was dumbfounded.

He looked at his mother in disbelief.

Zhang Mei exclaimed in surprise, "Really? Thank you so much, Yangyang!"

"No, I don't..."

"No, what do you mean no? Your sister-in-law thanked you and you're still embarrassed? Haha, this child, always so shy. What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pay the bill." Wang Mingxia interrupted Wen Yang, secretly pinching her arm.

Wen Yang: "..."

On the other side, Wen Tao was already urging the sales assistant to pack up the clothes.

Zhang Mei, beaming with happiness, tiptoed and kissed Wen Tao on the cheek, her eyes filled with joy as she looked at the dress.

No one cared about Wen Yang's feelings.

They thought 30,000 was a lot, but they casually threw it at Wen Yang.

They completely disregarded the fact that she was a young woman working alone far from home, and where she got so much money to cover their expenses and be exploited by them.

Fang Li stood not far away, her brows furrowing slightly.

She twitched her toes slightly, wanting to go over and say something, but met Wen Yang's slightly reddened eyes.

She gently shook her head at her.

Suppressing her grievances, Wen Yang took a deep breath and pulled out her phone.

At this moment, Fang Li finally understood why Wen Yang had never gone home during her four years of university and more than two years after graduation, and why she never mentioned her family in front of them.

In their presence, she always displayed a fiery personality, loyalty, and elegance.

Actually.

For so many years, none of them could see the bitterness in her heart; none of them could see that when she smiled, her soul was probably weeping.

A pang of heartache flashed in Fang Li's eyes.

When his gaze returned to Wang Mingxia and Wen Tao, his eyes were cold, devoid of the politeness he had shown at their first meeting.

After Wen Yang paid, the mother and son's faces instantly lit up with joy.

Wang Mingxia, in particular, took Wen Yang's hand and regained her loving expression, saying, "You child, you came back without telling us or coming home. Luckily we ran into you today, otherwise your mother wouldn't have known you were back."

"Now that your sister-in-law has bought a dress, why don't we invite your friends and go upstairs for dinner together?"

Wen Yang looked at her mother with a calm expression. Over the years, she always felt that she could never understand them.

They were clearly the closest people to her in the world, yet all her oppression and misfortune came from them.

Wen Yang looked away, her tone icy: "No need, we have other things to do, you can go."

After saying that, she ignored the expressions on the faces of the others, shook off her mother, went over and took Fang Li's hand and walked out of the shop.

Seeing the two leave, Zhou Yufan, who was in the rest area, also got up, glanced at them casually, picked up his bag, and followed.

As the three figures disappeared from the store one after the other, the smile on Wang Mingxia's face gradually faded.

Zhang Mei tugged at Wen Tao's arm, looking at the tall figure that had just disappeared with a look of surprise: "Was that man also your sister's friend? I saw him at that store just now."

Wen Tao frowned: "I don't know."

"How can you not care about your sister at all?"

“She has always been independent since she was a child, and as she grew up, she rarely went home. Even if I wanted to care about her, I didn’t have the chance.”

Zhang Mei raised an eyebrow. "You still haven't told me what your sister does? She seems quite wealthy. Giving away a dress worth over 30,000 yuan so easily, how generous."

Wen Tao smirked dismissively: "I think she's some kind of reporter or paparazzi, I'm not sure, I haven't asked her in detail. But she does earn quite a lot, I think tens of thousands of yuan a month, not counting performance bonuses, which is more than the two of us combined."

"Really?!" Zhang Mei exclaimed in surprise.

Wen Tao nodded, then smiled indulgently: "Envious?"

Zhang Mei pouted.

Wen Tao looked smug. "No need to be envious. My sister is a girl, and she doesn't know where to spend all that money. Besides, what's hers is mine anyway. Just ask if you want anything in the future, and I'll have my sister buy it for you. She has many friends and can get a lot of high-end imported goods from abroad."

Zhang Mei said happily, "Then I won't be polite."

"We're family, no need to be so polite."

Unfortunately, Wen Yang and the others had already left and didn't hear the two's shameless schemes at all.

The sales assistants at the front desk, who had witnessed the whole affair, looked disdainful and whispered among themselves when they heard their brother and sister-in-law scheming against their sister.

Now let's talk about Fang Li and the others.

Wen Yang pulled Fang Li downstairs, and only after they left Joy City did she gradually slow down, look up at the sky, and exhale a long breath.

"Isn't it ridiculous?" Wen Yang said without turning her head.

Fang Li frowned slightly, feeling a pang of heartache.

He gently took her hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

Zhou Yufan also came over and stood beside her, looking at her: "Do you want to vent a little?"

Wen Yang lowered her head and looked at the two of them. The sorrow in her eyes was like melting snow, and a slight smile appeared on her face: "Alright, how do you want to vent?"