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Chapter 565

"Sir, Madam, if you like something, you can try it on."

Before Lu Yanxi could speak, Ye Weiran raised her hand and pointed at the milk tea-colored sweater, the ginger dress and the plaid bottoming shirt on another shelf, "These are the ones."

They happened to be the ones that Lu Yanxi was optimistic about.

"How do you know which one I like?"

"Isn't this easy? I can tell by the look in your eyes."

The clerk didn't know what Lu Yanxi looked at when he looked at the clothes. He only knew that the gentleman was looking at his wife's eyes.

She has seen many men and women in this luxury store, both real and fake, but there are not many who can make her eat lemons.

"The fitting room is over here, please follow me."

After taking Lu Yanxi to the fitting room, the clerk closed the door and waited outside the door as usual in case customers needed help. When he turned around, he found Ye Weiran standing beside him.

"There is a sofa over there, sir, you can sit and wait."

"No, I'll just wait here."

After seeing too many things, I just sat down on the sofa and played with my phone when I walked in. It wasn't until I was cueed to ask if I looked good in my clothes that I would raise my head and say a few perfunctory compliments about how good-looking I was. It was strange for someone like Ye Weiran to be so positive.

The two of them stood at the door of the dressing room, looking very much like two door gods.

Just when the atmosphere was about to get awkward, the door to the fitting room opened.

What makes Lu Yanxi's classmates in the expectant mother's classroom the most envious is that although her belly is larger than that of the same month, other parts of her body have not gained too much weight due to pregnancy. Putting aside her belly, she is still a girl with a good figure.

"The color looks great on you, and the size is just right."

The clerk said a lot of compliments, but Ye Weiran didn't think she was flattering, because Lu Yanxi did look good in her clothes, even better than she praised.

"We want these items, please wrap them up," Ye Weiran said to the clerk without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, I placed a big order on the last day of the year. The clerk nodded quickly, "Okay sir, please wait a moment."

"What's wrong, don't you like it?" Seeing Lu Yanxi who was hesitant to speak, Ye Weiran was a little confused.

Lu Yanxi shook his head, "No, I like it very much."

"That's good."

My wife had to buy whatever she liked, and Ye Weiran happily went to check out.

When he saw the bill, he was almost dumbfounded. These mediocre clothes together almost wiped out all his wealth.

Neglected, careless!

Looking at the balance on his bank card, Ye Weiran seemed to see the pair of limited edition sneakers he had wanted to buy for a long time waving goodbye to him.

No, no, after all, he is also a young talent. How can he feel bad for only such a small amount of money? Ye Weiran reminded himself.

Seeing Ye Weiran's forced smile, Lu Yanxi felt a little cute.

She had already seen the price on the label when she was trying on the clothes, which was why she hesitated just now.

I originally wanted to be a good wife who was diligent and thrifty, but I felt that I couldn't dissuade my husband from being attentive to her, so I gritted my teeth and let him buy it.

At worst, I'll find another reason to replenish his coffers later.

Lu Yanxi hooked Ye Weiran's arm and walked out of the door. Lu Yanxi raised his eyebrows and said, "I've spent a lot of money on you, husband, don't you feel bad?"

Ye Weiran held back tears, "How could it be?! How can I feel bad when I buy something for my wife!"

Lu Yanxi lowered his head and snickered. Although he knew how sincere he was to her, he also understood how he could not feel distressed when his coffers were suddenly empty. If it were him, his heart would bleed.

She cleared her throat, imitating the tone of the domineering male protagonist on TV and giving directions, "I want this, this, and this, wrap them all up for me."

"Tsk, tsk, how handsome. I have only seen this way of shopping on TV before, but I actually experienced it today and it feels a bit cool."

Ye Weiran also felt the same way, "That seems to be really refreshing."

Isn't it just tens of thousands of dollars? You can make it back quickly with hard work.

Ye Weiran felt that he could do it again, "Let's go home."

Lu Yanxi and An Ran's home was decorated in a festive atmosphere. The small courtyard was bright, but there was no one at home, not even Pudding came to greet them.

"Where are your parents?"

As soon as Ye Weiran came back, he went directly to see Lu Yanxi and had not returned home yet.

"My parents took Pudding to watch the fireworks show."

There is a fireworks show every New Year's Eve in City A. In previous years, young people such as Ye Weiran and Lu Yanxi went there. This year, Ye Zimingfei said he wanted to have a romance, so he took An Ran, who had just returned from get off work, out.

"I almost forgot that today is New Year's Eve," Ye Weiran raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Unfortunately, it's almost twelve o'clock, and it's too late to rush there now."

It doesn’t matter whether you want to watch the fireworks or not, but I didn’t watch it this year, and it always felt like it was missing a bit of a sense of ceremony.

Lu Yanxi suddenly had an idea. He rummaged through his bag and found several fluorescent sticks.

"It doesn't look like fireworks, but I have this. It's not a bad idea to use this instead."

I just saw it in Liang Wanwan's lounge, so Lu Yanxi took a few of them. Thinking about it now, he was really smart.

"It's almost midnight," Lu Yanxi quickly broke open the light stick in his hand, divided half of it into Ye Weiran's hand.

He raised his wrist and looked at the second hand counting down, "Five, four, three, two, one!"

"Yeah~ happy bride! Ye Weiran!" Lu Yanxi excitedly waved the light stick in his hand.

"Happy New Year, Mrs. Ye!"

No matter where we are or what is in front of us, as long as we are by each other's side, it is the best sense of ritual.


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