"How's it going? Why don't you look pretty and say something?".
Situ Dianmo stared at Ye Bufan with his beautiful big eyes, full of expectation and a little nervous.
"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful."
Ye Bufan praised it from the bottom of his heart. He turned back to the shopping guide and said, "We want this dress."
"Sir, please pay here. Our boss said that if you meet someone with the right figure for this dress, you can remove the change and I will charge you 800,000."
After completing such a large transaction, the shopping guide lady was very happy and asked with a smile on her face: "Sir, did you pay by credit card?"
When she spoke, there was still a little uncertainty in her eyes.
The price of 800,000 is really an astronomical figure for ordinary people, and Ye Bufan's clothes are so ordinary that he doesn't look like a rich man at all.
Although the shopping guide lady has good professional qualities, she is still a little worried.
"Yes, swipe your card."
Just as Ye Bufan was about to take out his bank card, Leng Ao's voice sounded from behind, "Wait a minute, I want this dress."
Several people looked in the direction of the sound and saw an extremely coquettishly dressed woman walking over.
This woman was about in her twenties, and her facial features were acceptable, but she was dressed too dazzlingly and had an extremely arrogant look on her face.
She was wearing a tube top that couldn't be smaller, and a skirt that couldn't be shorter.
She is slightly chubby and has rather thick legs. She is completely different from Situ Dianmo in terms of figure and temperament. Behind her are two tall and strong bodyguards in black.
The woman came closer and her eyes fell directly on Situ Dianmo.
Seeing that classical, elegant and worldly temperament, an uncontrollable jealousy flashed in her eyes.
"I want this dress, take it off quickly."
"Why? Why should I give you the clothes I like?"
Although Situ Dianmo rarely walked around the upper class society of the imperial capital, as the granddaughter of Situ Changkong, her identity was not inferior to that of the direct descendants of the big families, and she also had her own pride in her heart.
"Do you even need to ask? Just because I like this dress, you have to give it to me."
The woman's words were filled with unprecedented arrogance.
"What a joke. I want to give it to you because you like it? Who do you think you are?"
"Who am I? It will scare you to death if I tell you. I am Ximen Yujiao, the eldest daughter of the Ximen family."
The woman said with an arrogant look, "Who in the imperial capital dares not to give our Ximen family face? I will order this dress."
"You are actually from the Ximen family?"
After hearing Ximen Yujiao's words, Ye Bufan had a look of astonishment on his face.
"You have some knowledge and have heard of our Ximen family."
The arrogance on Ximen Yujiao's face became more and more intense.
"The Ximen family is famous, who hasn't heard of it?" Ye Bufan said this and asked with a joking face, "Then may I ask, what is your relationship with Ximen Qing?"
"Asshole, what did you say?"
Ximen Yujiao's face immediately turned cold.
"Nothing, I have only heard of one Ximen Qing with the surname Ximen, so I want to inquire about your relationship."
"Looking for death, how dare you play tricks on me."
Ximen Yujiao was so angry that her eyes were on fire, and the paint on her face fell off.
"No, it's just that you said the Ximen family is very awesome, I thought it had anything to do with Ximen Qing.
I only recognize people with the surname Ximen as Ximen Qing. If you are a descendant of Ximen Qing, then we will give up this dress.
If it doesn't matter, then I'm sorry, this dress was our first choice and no one can let it go."
When Ye Bufan said this, several people around him couldn't help laughing.
Especially Situ Dianmo, whose originally perfect figure was perfectly accentuated by the cheongsam.
Coupled with the happy smile, the branches trembled for a while, and the turbulent feeling made people feel dizzy.
"Why are you laughing? What's so funny?"
A flash of anger suddenly flashed across Ximen Yujiao's face, "Break the man's legs and throw the woman into the street. Let's see if she can still laugh."
The two bodyguards agreed and walked over.
As expected of the bodyguards provided by the Ximen family, the cultivation of these two people has reached the peak of Xuan level, and they can be famous in ordinary small places.
The two of them looked indifferent at first. They didn't pay attention to Ye Bufan and Situ Dianmo, who looked weak and elegant. They thought that such a thing could be done with just a few clicks.
But as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly felt the powerful momentum released by Ye Bufan. His expression suddenly changed, and he stood there shivering.
They never expected that the young man in front of them would release such a powerful aura. Seeing them stop, Ximen Yujiao shouted dissatisfied: "What are you doing? Didn't you hear my order? Take action quickly."
A bodyguard looked embarrassed and said: "Miss, this person is a master."
"Bullshit expert, useless thing, can't even do such a small thing."
Si Ximen Yujiao shouted angrily, "Get out of here, I will do it myself."
The two bodyguards said in embarrassment: "But Miss..."
"But what the hell, there are still people in the imperial capital who dare to touch members of my Ximen family!"
Ximen Yujiao looked at Ye Bufan and the other two, her eyes filled with violence and arrogance.
In her opinion, except for a few top families in the imperial capital, everyone else is just an ant.
Situ Dianmo also had a look of disdain on his face, not taking this arrogant woman seriously at all.
"We want this dress, please pack it for me."
After saying that, she was about to go back to the fitting room. Ye Bufan said, "Forget it, just wear it like this. This dress looks pretty good."
"Well, since you said it looks good, I'll wear it."
A woman likes her appearance, so Situ Dianmo was extremely concerned about Ye Bufan's opinion of him.
After hearing the conversation between the two, Ximen Yujiao immediately shouted angrily to the shopping guide: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and ask them to take off this dress for me. I want this dress."
"Miss, I'm sorry, someone else bought it first."
With a professional smile on her face, the shopping guide tried to persuade her: "And this cheongsam is really not suitable for you. There are many other clothes in our store, so why don't you look at others."
According to normal aesthetics, if you want to wear a cheongsam effectively, you must first have a slender figure, and secondly, you must have two long legs. If you have a good temperament, it will be even more perfect.
Situ Dianmo fully possesses these three points, but the Ximen Yujiao in front of her is slightly fat, has short legs, and has a violent look on her face, which is really not suitable for this cheongsam.
It was originally a very tactful advice, but when Ximen Yujiao heard it, she suddenly became furious: "What do you mean? Are you saying that my figure is not good?"
The shopping guide girl quickly waved her hand and said, "No, no, I didn't mean that. You have a very good figure, but I just don't think this dress matches your temperament."
Ximen Yujiao snorted coldly, pointed at Ye Bufan and said, "Stop talking nonsense, do you think they can afford such expensive clothes? Ask them to take them off for me quickly."
