Song Yi took two steps back, stood firm, quickly glanced around, and tried to calm himself down.

"Hurry up, stop dawdling."

Fang Zongtang lost his patience after waiting for two seconds. He was still as nagging as before. How could such a person become the richest man?

You can’t even grab a hot meal!

"No need for you, I can do it myself!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yi reached out his hand.

"Let me try it on. This dress looks a little small." Song Yi said with a hot nose.

She withdrew her hand in annoyance, bent down to pick up her short-sleeved shirt, and started to speak harshly again.

"Didn't you say I could wear all those clothes? Why don't you give them to me?"

Song Yi slowly turned his eyes forward, and his fingers moved carefully, pinching the sides of the clothes.

"Once they have finished their estimate, you can wear it however you want. The clothes will still be ours."

Fang Zongtang was so angry that he laughed: "You wear it~"

Song Yi didn't respond and tried hard to control his strength.

"Is it too tight?"

Fang Zongtang passively straightened his back and said sarcastically: "Look, aren't you the richest man? How can buying more cloth cost you two more dollars?"

Song Yi measured the distance with his naked eyes and said truthfully: "I bought it according to the size ten years ago, but I didn't expect it."

She subconsciously said: "Look down on me?"

Song Yi said embarrassedly: "I bought this dress myself, and I didn't ask anyone else. I bought it back. Next time I buy it, I'll ask someone else."

Fang Zongtang: Come on, do you still want to do it again?

"You haven't eaten yet? Why do you have no energy at all?" She hurriedly changed her mind and urged people to get down to business.

There's no need to argue over meaningless things.

There was only half a finger left, and Song Yi was reluctant to use more force, so he just let go of his hand.

"Don't wear this anymore. I'll buy you a new one." After saying that, he picked up the bathrobe and put it on Fang Zongtang.

The latter had no patience.

"Why are you so slow? If you can't button it well, I'll ask someone else to do it!" Her original intention was to ask the babysitter.

Song Yi's expression changed immediately, and when Fang Zongtang looked over, he quickly turned his head to cover up.

"If it hurts, don't blame me!" he reminded.

Fang Zongtang sneered: "Am I such a hypocritical person?"

She never expected that such a cool person like her would be tied up with several straps one day.

It's not like wearing clothes, it's just like tying meat dumplings.

"Why don't you just change it? I'll go buy a new one now."

Don't do that. There are people from the bank outside now. They have sharp ears and sharp eyes. What if they find out what Song Yi is doing? Doesn't she have any face?

"No, I'm already dressed. I just happened to be going out for a while. I'll buy some clothes myself if I pass by a clothes shop."

Song Yi looked at the person in front of him, and when his sight swept to a certain area with undulating mountains, he quickly looked away as if he was burned.

"Put on your clothes first. Breakfast is ready. I haven't had breakfast either." Song Yi said at the end, explaining himself.

After putting on his clothes, Fang Zongtang gave Song Yi a cold look and said, "You're getting more and more talkative. Before, I said ten sentences to you and you wouldn't even reply once. Now, when I say one sentence to you, you go around in circles and try to suppress me." He became more and more angry as he spoke.

When Song Yi saw that she was unhappy, he quickly said, "No, I'm just afraid that you will misunderstand."

Humph, there is nothing to misunderstand.

"As expected of a businessman, you have a lot of thoughts in your head!" She said casually and walked out the door.