Many women think it's okay if their undergarments are a little cheap, since no one can see them anyway. But they don't realize that underwear is the one thing they absolutely cannot skimp on. They must buy underwear that fits them perfectly, and of course, it won't be cheap.

“This isn’t cheap; it costs sixty or seventy yuan!” Zhou Yueyun protested.

Before she became wealthy, she wore cheap clothes that cost only a few dollars a piece. Now she's willing to buy clothes that cost tens of dollars a piece. She feels much better wearing them. They definitely look different from the cheap clothes. You get what you pay for!

Ye Qingqing and Lin Baiwei both laughed, not to mock Zhou Yueyun, but because they felt sorry for the woman. Her current good life was truly earned by her own hard work. Because she had suffered so much, she was reluctant to spend money and only thought about not going hungry, preferring to suffer herself rather than spend it.

Zhou Yueyun felt embarrassed and stammered, "I...I don't know anything either. How much do you all pay for your clothes?"

Lin Baiwei grabbed her hand and reached inside her clothes to feel it. "Mine is a little over 500 yuan. It's a pretty good value for money. I always wear this brand. You can buy one like mine."

Zhou Yueyun squeezed it a few times. It was thick and padded. Because Lin Baiwei's breasts were a little small, she always chose bras with thick padding. The feel was indeed very good, and it was particularly delicate to the touch. It was much better than the bras she wore that cost over sixty. You really do get what you pay for.

But Zhou Yueyun really thought it was expensive that a small piece of clothing cost more than 500 yuan. More than 500 yuan could buy a down jacket for winter. Why is it so expensive for such a small amount of fabric? It's blatant robbery!

“Mine is a bit more expensive than Bai Wei’s, it’s over a thousand yuan, but I often change brands. Good underwear can last for several years, so it doesn’t really cost that much in a year, it’s quite cost-effective.” Ye Qingqing lifted her T-shirt to show Zhou Yueyun her underwear.

Actually, she hadn't mentioned the most expensive underwear yet. A set costs four or five thousand yuan, and it is indeed quite comfortable to wear. She bought several of them. She didn't wear them today, but this one, which costs over a thousand yuan, is also very comfortable.

Zhou Yueyun gasped. Each one was more expensive than the last. She thought even five hundred was too expensive. She could buy a big gold chain for over a thousand, and even if she could wear it for ten years, she still didn't think it was worth it.

“There’s a reason why underwear is expensive. We women must protect our breasts, especially after having children. You absolutely cannot wear cheap, poorly made underwear anymore. Wearing it for a long time is not only bad for your health, but it also affects your appearance when you wear clothes. I can’t explain it to you now. Tomorrow I’ll take you to buy some underwear, and you’ll know what it feels like when you wear them.”

Ye Qingqing tried to persuade her earnestly, but to little avail. Zhou Yueyun could accept clothes costing several thousand yuan, but not underwear costing a thousand yuan, and she couldn't even accept underwear costing several hundred yuan, as it was too expensive.

"Let's change your clothes first. Actually, you have a pretty good figure, but your belly is a bit big, so I bought you a long skirt and a loose T-shirt to cover up your belly. Plus, black is slimming. How does this look?"

Zhou Yueyun stared in astonishment at her reflection in the mirror, where she looked noticeably thinner. She had been wearing cropped black pants and a T-shirt, and the sales clerk had told her that this outfit made her look especially slim. She herself thought it looked good, but compared to this dress now, Zhou Yueyun just wanted to curse the sales clerk who had tricked her into buying the clothes. She was lying; she could have looked much thinner.

"You should get your hair trimmed. Go get it done tomorrow. Don't put it up anymore, it makes you look old. I'll curl it for you later, it'll last all day."

Ye Qingqing took out a curling iron from the cabinet and turned around to curl her hair again.