Chapter 7 Advantages of the Classic
The next day, sunny.
The strong wind and thunder of last night seemed to be just an illusion. When Chen Fanyin opened his eyes, the sun was everywhere.
She sat on the bed with the quilt in her arms for a while, and her mouth felt sore.
Probably... I tried too hard when I bit Jing Zeheng yesterday.
When Chen Fanyin thought of this, he frowned.
Living is enough to cause trouble for others and hurt him again...
Chen Fanyin rubbed his hair irritably, turned his head back, and caught a glimpse of the burnt aromatherapy candle and a thermos cup.
I took the cup and twisted it. It was warm water inside, with a faint honey aroma.
She couldn't help but take a sip, slightly sweet.
I have to admit that her cousin is really a role model for men.
He has a positive outlook on his three views, refuses ambiguity, considerate and heartwarming.
She couldn't find out what was wrong with him for a moment.
But the problem is, he is not her cousin, so how should he repay the favor he owes him?
She couldn't figure this out until Chen Fanyin sat at the dining table.
Jing Zeheng put down the coffee cup and looked at her. Seeing that she was in good spirits, he felt relieved.
"I have something to do tonight, you can have supper yourself." He said with a smile on his lips.
When he talked about tonight, Chen Fanyin suddenly remembered another more important thing-
"It's over, where is my dress?"
She was so scared that she lost her soul last night that she forgot to change her dress!
Uncle Wang took a paper bag at the right time: "Did the lady say this bag? Yesterday the driver said that you landed in the car."
Chen Fanyin looked at Time and frowned.
Now at 8 o'clock, the makeup artist that Su Mu ordered for her will arrive at twelve noon, changing the size and ironing... There is not enough time.
Seeing that she looked bad, Jing Zeheng asked, "What's wrong?"
Chen Fanyin grabbed his hair irritably, took the paper bag and said, "This dress is too big. I have to change the size. I thought I had done it last night, but now it's too late."
Jing Zeheng asked knowingly: "You want to wear it?"
"yes."
"Just," Jing Zeheng took another sip of coffee and pointed upstairs. "Yesterday Uncle Wang prepared some dresses for you. You have eaten breakfast and try it. If you can wear them, just wear them."
"But……"
Chen Fanyin hesitated and looked at him.
She has never liked to take advantage of others, especially men.
Jing Zeheng said lightly: "It's all a family, there's no need to distinguish it so clearly. Could it be that you still have to calculate the rent with me?"
Chen Fanyin has nothing to say.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to tell the difference too clearly, but that she can’t calculate the rent here.
Chen Fanyin sat back on the seat depressedly, lowering his eyes to gnaw the sandwich.
She didn't see that Uncle Wang, who was standing behind her, was looking at Jing Zeheng with a very complicated look.
Dress? He prepared it?
The one who sent the dresses to the home yesterday was employees of various brands. He asked, and those people had surprisingly consistent opinions—
"This was selected by Mr. Jing himself."
Uncle Wang didn't understand why the young master had to say that, but he consciously didn't expose it.
After dinner, Jing Zeheng went to work. Chen Fanyin returned to the bedroom, looked at the dress that was one inch wide on his waist, and accepted his fate and entered the cloakroom.
She didn't pick it up carefully, so she picked up a light pink embroidered dress closest to her, tried the size, and when she saw that it fit, she folded it up and put it in a paper bag, and carried it to the store.
"Yinyin, have the dress been modified?"
Su Mu came to the shop early in the morning today, and Chen Fanyin saw her when he entered the door.
"No change, I changed one." Chen Fanyin put the bag on the table and hesitated for a moment. She said to Su Mu, "Mumu, accompany me to go shopping."
"Shopping?" Su Mu looked at her in surprise, "Why are your heart so big? It's the award ceremony tonight. What are you going to visit now?"
"I owe someone else's favor, accompany me to buy a gift." Chen Fanyin grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the store directly.
She thought about it all the way, and apart from buying a gift for Jing Zeheng to express her gratitude, she really didn't know what to do.
Opposite their store is a high-end shopping mall. When Su Mu was choosing a location, he said that he wanted to take advantage of the luxury of luxury goods. If he just found an apartment building to open a store, they would dare to set a five-digit price and wait for the customers to report it.
Su Mu found a beautiful reason, but Chen Fanyin knew that Su Mu just wanted to make it easier for him to go shopping.
Chen Fanyin came to this mall for the first time. Looking at the international brands one after another, she knew she couldn't afford it without having to go in.
"Mumu, you are familiar with this place. Do you have anything to have a budget of less than 5,000 yuan?" Chen Fanyin asked Su Mu.
"There are quite a lot, perfume, cosmetics, and scarves, all of them are fine." Su Mu answered without hesitation.
Chen Fanyin cleared her throat and said, "For men."
“???”
Su Mu's steps stopped, his eyes became round, and he was stunned.
Chen Fanyin wants to give gifts to men?
Su Mu looked at Chen Fanyin blankly and slapped himself in the face.
Chen Fanyin frowned: "Even if you don't have you, you don't have to punish yourself like this, right? This is not your fault."
Su Mu looked careful and reached out to try Chen Fanyin's body temperature: "Yinyin, you don't have a fever, are you still? Or are you suffering a blow? Are you crazy to give gifts to men? Or are your poisonous chicken soup unable to save yourself?"
Chen Fanyin pushed her hand away irritably and rolled her eyes: "Don't have too many plays. Haven't I lived in my cousin's house recently? It's quite troublesome, so I'll give him a gift."
"Oh..." Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief and patted his heart in fear, "I thought you were suffering from a terminal illness, but I was scared to death!"
“…”
Su Mu thought for a while and took Chen Fanyin into a low-key shop.
Chen Fanyin looked at the arrogant ties lying on the glass counter, frowned in pain.
Just such a small piece of cloth, how can you be sold to four digits?
Su Mu is a regular customer of this family. She leaned against the counter, holding the orchid and sang aloe and sang, saying: "Yinyin, if you give gifts, you can just buy the one that looks the least worth it at the same price."
"Aren't your cousin rich for several generations? If you spend 5,000 yuan to buy him a suit, you will most likely be put away. He will only think that this thing is not convenient to wear, but it will be different if you buy him a tie - he will only think that you have taste!"
Chen Fanyin glanced at her: "Then why didn't I buy a pair of socks worth a thousand yuan? Isn't it even more useless?"
"Well……"
A decent smile on his face was on his face and said to Su Mu: "If you are buying gifts for your brother, it seems that it is not suitable for too personal items."
Su Mu slapped her hands and gave a thumbs up at the guest sister: "Yes! Well said! It's just not suitable!"
"Okay."
Chen Fanyin frowned and was silent for a long time, and finally pointed to a dark gray dark patterned black tie priced at 4,888 yuan: "It's it."
The cabinet sister smiled and complimented: "Miss has a good vision. This tie is our classic style."
Chen Fanyin's face did not change her complexion: "It doesn't matter if the scriptures are not classics, what is important is that everything else is over budget."
Chapter completed!