Jiang Hua looked at her roommates, who were exhausted from her work, and let out a heavy sigh of relief. She was also puzzled. She usually didn't have high standards for clothes, but today she felt that these exquisite clothes were not very good and did not meet her standards. They all seemed to have flaws.

Seeing her determined expression, her roommates said, "What are you saying? What do you mean 'let's go first'? We've said before that we'd make sure you look beautiful. We're confident we can find you something suitable that you'll like."

Of course, the real flaw wasn't that the clothes were defective, but rather that Jiang Hua felt he might not like them. Holding onto this thought, she maintained this haughty attitude when choosing clothes!

Jiang Hua stood on a long street that seemed endless when she came, and walked forward with monotonous steps, perhaps thinking to herself that she probably wouldn't find a single piece of clothing that suited her taste!

Perhaps it was because so much time had passed and the street had stretched on for so long, but my eyes wandered aimlessly to the entrances of boutique clothing stores. The shop windows displayed all sorts of clothes, all fashionable and trendy, but none of them were particularly appealing!

Continuing to walk forward, seeing that there were only a few clothing stores left, Jiang Hua sighed slightly. She thought that she wouldn't find a single piece of clothing she liked even at the end. Although she was an exceptionally kind person, she still didn't want to force herself to wear clothes she didn't like, even if it was for some special people in her life.

However, the thought of her birthday party, which he would definitely attend, with a huge number of people, or at least his family and friends, made Jiang Hua sigh inwardly. She lamented why she hadn't considered her own situation back then, refusing to go when she had nothing to wear, only to find herself in this predicament.

Jiang Hua cried out, "What should I do? What should I do now? No wonder all those things in the game currency are fake. If it weren't for the excitement of spending money in the game, real life would be so tragic..." This thought bothered her, and she didn't know what to do.

But her gaze wandered around, peering through the windows of various shops and clothing stores. Her eyes were like sharp knives, slicing through the clothes that didn't quite suit her taste. But eventually, her gaze landed on a pink dress in a shop window.

Her roommates stared at her, their gazes lingering on her pink dress. They squeezed together a few times, then pulled her into the boutique. As soon as they entered, they spoke to the sales assistant.

"Waitress, waitress, please bring me that pink dress by the window. We want to try it on, we want to try it on..." My roommates said, pointing to the pink dress by the window.

When Jiang Hua looked at it from outside the shop window, it was actually quite nice. The skirt length should be around the top of the dress, which was just right, exactly what she had in mind.

He readily agreed to his roommates' decision. He changed into the clothes the waiter brought; the fabric was nice. However, while changing, he glanced at the price list and saw that the digital product cost 80 yuan, which was a very high price for him.

Jiang Hua looked at the dress and thought the fabric was alright. She nodded to her roommate in agreement.

Those roommates started haggling like a bomber, "Waitress, waitress, this dress is 80 yuan, we'll take it for 60 yuan..."

"And look here, here, and here...!"

"We are a boutique clothing store, and our quality is guaranteed, and..." After a barrage of sales pitches, the price was finally set at 65 yuan.

One of the roommates blinked at Jiang Hua, and Jiang Hua nodded, readily agreeing to the price. "It's acceptable!"

After buying the clothes, they happily took a taxi home.

But the taxi driver was a very chatty person. "You young ladies seem to be having a great time today. Judging from your appearance, you must be students!"

Jiang Hua glanced at the taxi driver in front of her, then turned her gaze away, smiling faintly without saying a word. Her roommate, however, chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, driver. We just happened to have no classes today, so a few of us went shopping."

"Your studies aren't usually very demanding, are they...?"

"That's right, some of them are elective courses, and they're a bit different from the courses we signed up for before, so we didn't attend some of them..."

As it turned out, the driver was very good at talking. Throughout the journey, the car maintained a very lively atmosphere of conversation. Jiang Hua also had a smile on her face, but her eyes kept glancing at the pink dress.

The car arrived at their school quickly. Before they got out, the taxi driver gave them a business card, which the roommates quickly accepted. They even said, "We'll definitely ride with you again next time we have the chance."

The taxi driver just stood by, echoing the advantages while making a phone call.

The group returned to their dormitory. Jiang Hua had just come back and wanted to check on her pink dress and try it on again, but she couldn't find it anywhere. Thinking back, she realized that she might have left it in the taxi driver's car.

She quickly found the postcard the person had left behind, hurriedly dialed the 11 numbers, and the call was quickly connected. "Hello, how can I help you?" The driver's service was as excellent as ever.

Jiang Hua quickly explained from the side, "Sir, it's like this, I just left something in your car, could you please come to our school again?"

"Oh, is that so? Sure, sure, I'll be right there." Hearing her say that, Jiang Hua hurriedly went downstairs to wait for him.

The driver was trustworthy, and the car arrived quickly. Jiang Hua retrieved her belongings and hurriedly thanked the driver. "Thank you so much!" "You're welcome, you're welcome, it was nothing!"

But on the way back, unexpectedly, they ran into each other again, this time Zhao Nian.

Zhao Nian, heavily made up, glanced disdainfully at Jiang Hua, who was clutching a pink dress tightly in her hand, and said with a light snort, "Oh, I thought it was some kind of treasure, but it's just a piece of rag... But thinking about it, it makes sense. For someone like you, being able to wear rags is already good enough. No, no, I should say that only someone like you can wear rags..." Jiang Hua didn't say anything to her sarcastic remarks, nor did she reply.

He simply asked from the side, "I don't understand why you hate me so much."

Zhao Nian, standing to the side, chuckled lightly, "I hate you. Who do you think you are? You're just a fake good guy..."