Yan Siyu was put off by Manshu when she was shopping that day, and today she was asked out by two of her best friends.
She was also supposed to go to St. Paul's Hospital to visit Ming Lao.
But I was delayed due to shopping, so I postponed it to tomorrow.
Little did they know that it was a day late and the gift that Mr. Ming had prepared for her was given to Manshu.
I'm afraid that when she finds out, she will be so angry that she will die.
Seeing Wan Yi at this time, she subconsciously looked around, trying to find Yan Zhan.
"Miss Yan." Wan Yi greeted Yan Siyu politely with a smile on his face.
But I secretly wondered why I met this person at this time.
This eldest lady hated her very much because she was disgraced by Miss Manshu at the wool sales meeting.
"What are you doing here? Is my third uncle nearby?"
When she mentioned Yan Zhan, the two best friends behind her couldn't help but look at Wan Yi.
Mr. Yan, he is the most valuable man in the entire C city.
"Miss Yan has something to do with Third Master?" Wan Yi did not directly answer Yan Siyu's question.
As a qualified special assistant, he will definitely not reveal the whereabouts of Third Master to anyone.
As for Yan Siyu's guess, that is her business.
He couldn't say that the third master went to the bathroom.
"It's nothing, I thought..." Before Yan Siyu could finish his words, he caught a glimpse of Manshu coming out of the fitting room of the clothing store behind Wan Yi.
Manshu hadn't noticed Yan Siyu's existence yet, so she walked to the mirror to see if the clothes fit her.
This is a French egg yolk plaid dress, the skirt extends to the lower part of her calf, and a plaid belt of the same color reveals her slender waist.
Wearing this skirt on her body is a temptation between innocence and maturity.
Manshu's long hair has never been permed or dyed, and is naturally spread down to her waist. Her original bangs are parted to both sides, revealing a face without makeup.
Only seventeen years old, her beauty has already begun to take shape.
Without the low self-esteem and timidity of the past, the calm confidence in her eyebrows made her even more unique.
Even compared to Yan Siyu, his temperament is not inferior.
Of course, Yan Siyu himself does not admit this.
"This dress suits you very well, Miss. It's almost like it was tailor-made for you."
Manshu was not very satisfied. This dress would look too outstanding for her.
If you put on a little makeup and do your hair, your temperament will change drastically.
She doesn't need to stand out in front of others, what she wants is to be regular and have no achievements or faults.
"I want to try something else."
There was obvious dissatisfaction in Manshu's eyes, which made the clerk stunned for a moment.
But then he smiled and said: "Miss, if you don't believe what I say, why don't you ask your friend to help you take a look, it's really outstanding."
The clerk simply said to Wan Yi at the door: "Sir, do you think this skirt makes her look more elegant when she wears it?"
"She has fair skin, which just matches her color."
Wan Yi subconsciously looked at Yan Siyu who was standing at the door with wide eyes.
Miss Yan's face didn't look very good at this time.
But the clerk was still waiting for him to speak, so he said bravely: "This skirt really suits Miss Manshu."
The questioning in Yan Siyu's eyes almost turned into reality.
She even suspected that Wan Yi went shopping with Manshu behind her third uncle's back.
No wonder he hesitated just now and didn't say whether his third uncle was nearby.
The way she looked at Manshu now was like looking at a vixen who seduces good men and women.
"Assistant Wan Te, what is your relationship with her? You actually go shopping with her? Does my third uncle know?"