Weiwei followed Xiaohai, and the most indispensable thing was naturally beautiful clothes. Even though she was middle-aged, she still dressed up like a little girl every day, and because she had her own unique skills in "dressing up" and "makeup"
, so this combination is not only not offensive, but also very pleasing to the eye.
"It doesn't matter." Weiwei's voice was still nice: "I have a lot of clothes at home. Bing'er, I'm back in X County. Remember to come to my house. I have a lot of clothes in my closet. We are about the same figure, so you can choose as many as you like.
.Hey, Bing'er is at the age where she loves beauty, so how can she not be willing to buy clothes?"
"No, this is not good..." Han Kui's face felt a little hot, and he also knew that he had treated his daughter badly.
"There's nothing wrong with it." Weiwei felt that she had won, and said happily: "Bing'er, you must come to my house on the weekends."
Han Kui knew nothing about the war between women. He only thought that Weiwei was caring about his daughter and smiled dully.[
No one among the men present noticed Weiwei's hostility towards Han Bing, or even thought about it at all. Because they thought, how could it be possible? Wouldn't that be too childish?
But sometimes, women are the most childish creatures in the world, scrambling to act childishly regardless of time or place.
"No need, auntie."
Han Bing smiled sweetly and emphasized the word "aunt". At that moment, Han Bing could clearly feel that Weiwei's chest rose and fell more heavily when she breathed.
...It's too childish. Han Bing thought so, but she still fought back in the way women resolve fights.
"Uncle Hai brought 300,000 yuan to my house before, but my father confiscated it and returned it the next day." Han Bing squinted at the reaction of the "aunt" in front of him: "So, my family
Although I don’t have money and can’t afford beautiful clothes, I just don’t want to have them and don’t want to have them.”
"Three hundred thousand is just a small amount of money." Weiwei remained calm.
"That's why my dad doesn't like it." Han Bing slapped his big innocent eyes.
"Bing'er, why are you talking about this?" Han Kui asked a little strangely.