"Hwanhwan, do you want to go shopping with your mother?" Xue Rong came to her daughter who was drawing talismans.

Huanhuan has been drawing talismans non-stop these days, and she can't help but feel a little worried. Although Huanhuan is a genius in the art of talismans, she should also combine work and rest. If she continues to overdraw like this, will it damage her foundation?

So she came over and asked Huanhuan if she wanted to go out with her. In fact, she also wanted to take her out to play and relax.

A little baby who is only three years old should not spend the whole day drawing talismans like a little old lady.

Xue Huan thought about it and agreed, but not because she wanted to go out and play, but because she wanted to protect Xue Rong.

She would never allow something like what happened last time to happen again.

Xue Huan put on her back the shoulder bag-style storage bag that Yuan Xi gave her. The small bag was the size of a palm and looked very small and exquisite, but it could hold enough things in the whole room.

She put all the tools for drawing talismans, the finished talismans, snacks, etc. in this small bag. When she went out, she just slung the bag over her shoulder and everything was ready.

Xue Rong brought Xue Huan to the largest shopping mall in Tianyuan City. There were all kinds of shops and large shopping malls nearby, providing a one-stop service for eating, drinking, and having fun.

The mother and daughter took the elevator to the sixth floor where clothes were sold. Nowadays, clothes are roughly divided into two categories, one is ordinary clothes and the other is robes. Compared with ordinary clothes, robes have more functions, such as changing size according to the body shape, avoiding dust, being waterproof and fireproof, and protecting against weapons, etc. With these functions, ordinary clothes have no advantages.

However, the robes are expensive and usually need to be paid for with spirit stones, which are not affordable for ordinary people, so most people can only sigh in despair at the robes.

There are only a few shops selling vestments on the sixth floor, and not all the clothes in these shops are vestments. The vestments only occupy a very small part. But it is these few pieces of vestments that make the shops look much more upscale.

This attracted many people to walk into the store, their eyes shining at the vestments.

Just seeing the price, everyone was discouraged.

In this world, it is no longer enough to just be rich. You also need the qualifications and talent to cultivate immortality. Otherwise, rich people will only become fat sheep in the eyes of cultivators.

Xue Rong held Xue Huan in her arms, looked around, and walked into a store. Both mother and daughter had unique temperament and appearance, especially Xue Huan, who was delicate and lovely, a real little angel on earth. As soon as she entered the store, she captured the hearts of all the shopping guides in the store.

"Hello, here are some new dresses that just arrived in our store. Ladies, you can take a look. Here are some robes that imitate Tang suits. I think this pink skirt is especially suitable for children. She will definitely look good in it."

A beautiful sales assistant came over with a smile and introduced Xue Rong to her, but her eyes were fixed on Xue Huan and she couldn't move them away. She was already screaming in her heart, "Oh my God, how could there be such a beautiful and lovely little girl that I want to secretly take home."

Xue Rong looked at the pink skirt. The skirt was the size suitable for young girls, but because it was a vestment, it could change according to the wearer's body shape. The image of Huanhuan wearing the skirt popped up in her mind.

Just like the shopping guide said, it must look great!

"Please take off the skirt so I can let my daughter try it on." Xue Rong said to the shopping guide.

"Okay!" The salesperson was about to take the skirt off when a voice suddenly came from behind her: "Wait, I like this skirt, help me put it away."

Xue Rong felt that the voice was familiar. She turned around and saw that it was her foreman, or to be more precise, her former foreman.

"Sister Xiaoxiao." Xue Rong greeted her.

Zheng Xiaoxiao curled her lips, "I'm not worthy of this." She glanced up and down at Xue Rong as she spoke. Seeing that she looked brand new, and her clothes were much more beautiful and fashionable than before, she couldn't help but be even more disdainful. "Now that she's hooked up with a wealthy sponsor, things are different. It's like a completely different world. She used to not even dare to buy an expensive dress, but now she dares to visit this kind of vestment shop."

Although Xue Rong’s relationship with the foreman was not good before, it was not bad either. On the surface, they were acceptable. She didn’t expect that now that she had resigned, the foreman would look at her with disgust?

Also, what did she mean by that? What does it mean to "have a financial sponsor"?

Before she could even retort, Xue Huan couldn't wait to stand up for her. How could she tolerate someone throwing dirty water on her mother in front of her?

"Mom, what is a sponsor?" Xue Huan did not directly confront her, but asked with an innocent look on her face.

Xue Rong felt that letting her daughter hear this word would pollute her ears, and her face turned cold towards Zheng Xiaoxiao, "Ms. Zheng, please don't talk nonsense in front of my daughter."

Then he explained to Xue Huan, "Baby, this is a bad word. You don't need to know it right now."

Zheng Xiaoxiao laughed out loud as if she had just heard something funny. "Nonsense? I saw you get into a man's car with my own eyes the other day. You had just resigned and a man drove a luxury car to pick you up. The two of you were talking and laughing, and I know you don't have a husband. Isn't this just hooking up with a rich sponsor?"

Then he said to Xue Huan, "Little friend, a sponsor is someone who is attracted to your mother's beauty and uses money to support her. Your mother is an ordinary person, and she has a daughter like you who is a burden. She actually found a sponsor who doesn't mind that she has a child. I have to say, your mother is really good at this."

Zheng Xiaoxiao hated mistresses very much, and after knowing that "Xue Rong was someone else's mistress", she unconsciously put Xue Rong in the role of the mistress who had bullied her in the past, and spoke to her mercilessly.

Xue Rong was truly furious. "Zheng Xiaoxiao, the person who came to pick me up that day was—" She couldn't help but pause here, because she really couldn't describe the relationship between her and Lei Tao. "He was a friend, not at all what you think! But it doesn't matter whether you misunderstood or not. I don't need to explain to you anyway. But if you continue to talk nonsense in front of Huanhuan, don't blame me for being rude!"

However, the pause in her words made Zheng Xiaoxiao more certain of her guess. Xue Rong's warning sounded to her like a threat that was only strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Zheng Xiaoxiao: "You, as a mother, can do this, so why can't I tell you? You can do such a thing, are you afraid that your daughter will know?"

Xue Huan blinked her watery eyes. "Auntie, have you never been picked up by a handsome and wealthy friend? If you were picked up by such a friend, he must have a financial sponsor. Well, then you're really pitiful."

Xue Huan's eyes revealed a genuine pity that made Zheng Xiaoxiao's heart swell. She angrily said, "What do you know, little brat! If your mother wasn't supported by a wealthy sponsor, how could she possibly afford such an outfit? With her meager salary of a few thousand yuan? Stop kidding!"