Chapter 114 Wearing the same clothes is not a big deal, whoever is ugly will be embarrassed

The laughter and chatter suddenly stopped.

Zhou Nuan looked up: It’s still Ji Huayan.

She didn't wear the unattractive makeup like she did yesterday. Her eyebrows were lightly drawn and her lips were pale. Instead, she looked very pitiful. What was even more surprising was that Ji Huayan was wearing the same red dress as hers!

This is a new product from Zhou Nuan's store. It has just been released and it is unlikely that you can buy the same one outside. The only explanation is that Ji Huayan secretly asked someone to buy it from her store.

It seems that although she said she was dissatisfied and looked down on others, her body was very honest.

The only difference was that her neckline was too wide, revealing her round little breasts, which she must have changed herself. Her waist was not slim enough, and the tight knitted skirt made her look like she had a hunchback and a bear waist.

What is even more incredible is that she actually matched her lower body with a pair of half-hollow lace pantyhose, it seems that she really loves lace. The pantyhose reaches her calves, not long enough or short enough, a frowning length, and she is wearing a pair of black high heels, which are shoes that are not easy to go wrong with, but unfortunately she added a pair of naked stockings under the high heels.

The upper body is in Hong Kong style and the lower body is in rural style, which inexplicably gives people a feeling of Southeast Asian rural wear.

“…”

Zhou Nuan raised her eyebrows: Logically, Ji Huayan had studied abroad, in a European country, so her aesthetic taste shouldn't be this bad. I don't know what went wrong.

Ji Huayan saw that everyone's eyes were on her, and the indescribable feeling she revealed was mistakenly thought by her as admiration for herself. She couldn't help but smile secretly with complacency.

The smile didn't reach his eyes, but froze on his face when he saw the graceful figure beside him, and then his eyes slowly widened.

Zhou Nuan!! Why is that country girl Zhou Nuan here? She is standing next to Chen Yan, so intimate! Moreover! She is wearing the same skirt as hers!

Although she was wearing a men's suit, it was not difficult to tell that it was a red dress exactly the same as the one she was wearing.

It's obviously the same red dress, but why does it look so bright and elegant on her, while I feel like I'm just imitating someone else?

Zhou Nuan raised an eyebrow at her.

Wearing the same clothes is not a big deal, but whoever is ugly will be embarrassed.

"The skirt that Miss Ji is wearing is the same as mine. Was it also bought in my store? Thank you Miss Ji for your care."

She played it down and didn't take it seriously at all that they were wearing the same clothes, but Ji Huayan wanted to tear her clothes off immediately and then step on them hard.

In front of everyone, she was too embarrassed to save face and could only smile very unpleasantly.

but..

Ji Huayan glanced at Zhou Nuan and saw that she was dressed properly. The suit she was wearing covered her entire upper body tightly, and she couldn't help but puff out her chest.

So what if it suits her? Hers is big enough!

The two round breasts became more visible as she moved, and everyone frowned and looked away.

What kind of occasion is this? Who are the people here? They are all government officials who are required to behave properly! At least on the surface.

Chen Yan's face had already dimmed the moment she saw Ji Huayan, and now seeing her like this, it was even colder.

"The weather is cold, bring a shawl to Miss Ji." She instructed the staff around her.

The staff responded and quickly came out with a brown shawl, and put it on Ji Huayan without saying anything, "Miss Ji, put it on."

Ji Huayan originally disliked the old-fashioned color, but she didn't dare to say it. She just thought Chen Yan was concerned about her, and immediately smiled ingratiatingly, "Thank you, Aunt Chen, I knew you would definitely care about me."

Chen Yan's tone was very cold, "Why are you here?"

She clearly didn't tell the Ji family that Lao Zhao would be transferred to Haicheng, let alone say that he would arrive today.

There is only one answer, that is, Ji Nian Shan has been asking about her itinerary.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan frowned even deeper.

A colleague at the side asked, "Director Zhao, who is..."

Director Zhao did not respond, but Chen Yan said indifferently, "He is just a junior."

Ji Huayan felt annoyed and realized that Chen Yan did not intend to introduce her to everyone.

But the purpose of her coming today was not to see her sour face. Before leaving, Jilin Mountain gave her a task.

Is there nothing she can do if Chen Yan doesn't introduce herself?

Thinking of this, Ji Huayan smiled sweetly, "Hello uncle, I am the biological daughter of martyr Zhou Zhiyong. My name is Ji Huayan, and my adoptive father is Ji Nianshan."

The colleague was a little confused when she called him uncle: Why did he recognize him first? The title of uncle is too familiar.

"Ah... Zhou Zhiyong..." He couldn't remember it for a moment.

Ji Huayan kindly reminded, "It was Zhou Zhiyong from Wantou Village in Jiangzhou. My biological father won the first-class merit."

"Oh, martyr Zhou Zhiyong!" The colleague remembered, his expression solemn, and for a moment he looked at Ji Huayan with respect and pity, "So you are the orphan of martyr Zhou Zhiyong."

"Yes, my original surname was Zhou, but later I took my adoptive father's surname."

"Your father is a hero. The country and the people will never forget his sacrifice."

After learning that the young girl in front of them was the orphan of the martyr Zhou Zhiyong, the people who were originally standing far away gathered around and talked to her kindly, leaving Zhou Nuan and Gu Xiyue aside.

Ji Huayan was both proud and pleased. She glanced at Zhou Nuan who was standing calmly, and thought to herself, why pretend? No matter how beautiful she is, if she can't compete with her face, can she compete with her father? How can a country bumpkin woman compare to her identity as the daughter of a martyr?

He glanced at Gu Xiyue again, and the bitterness in his heart surged up again.

Gu Xiyue, are you regretting this? Who told you to choose a pheasant over a phoenix?

Thinking of this, she smiled more gently and her tone more exaggerated, acting as if she was the niece of these people, completely ignoring the existence of Chen Yan and his wife.

Looking at Ji Huayan, who was laughing and speaking in a flattering tone, Chen Yan frowned.

She doesn't behave like someone from a decent family, but rather someone from a brothel. I haven't seen her for many years, how come she has become like this? Didn't she say she went abroad to study? What did she study? What did the Ji family teach? !

Chen Yan's actions were carefully noticed by the people around Ji Huayan. They paused slightly, exchanged glances, and then silently retreated a few steps.

For a moment, there was a large empty area around Ji Huayan.

Ji Huayan: . . ?