"Aunt, the clothes you make are so beautiful!" Liang Yaqi held up a dress and compared it to others. "It's not much different from those in Hong Kong! But you're still a little too conservative."
The skirt in Liang Yaqi's hand has a wide belt at the waist, which is very suitable for young and pretty girls. It is a popular style in the capital recently. The style in Hong Kong and other provinces is bolder, with thinner shoulder straps and low-cut and high-slit skirts everywhere.
"The mainland started later, and I estimate that in a few years, there will be more and more types of clothes here." Fu Xiuzhi's store is doing very well now. It can be seen from the customers that people's acceptance is a gradual process.
Liang Yaqi likes her aunt Fu Xiuzhi very much. She is gentle and beautiful. "Aunt is right. Then I will go try on clothes!"
Fu Xiuzhi smiled and nodded. Her little niece was not very old, only sixteen years old, lively and cute. She got along very well with the older sisters in the family and became familiar with them in no time.
"Hmph, even if the mainland develops for a few more years, it won't catch up to Hong Kong," Nie Huaiwei said disdainfully. Hong Kong is bustling with traffic and bright lights, while the mainland is clearly far behind. "I really don't know what's so good about coming back."
Fu Xiuzhi did not respond. This Nie Huaiwei was too difficult to get along with. She had caused unrest in the house within a few days of her arrival. She wanted to eat milk and bread every morning, Western food at noon, and go out dancing in the evening.
"It's so boring here. There are no movies or songs. It's so dull." Nie Huaiwei had only been here for a month when she began to miss her friends in Hong Kong and the movies starring big stars.
"If you don't like it here, I'll have someone send you back to Hong Kong Province." Shen Qiaolan said without raising his head while flipping through the album in the store.
Nie Huaiwei rolled her eyes. If she hadn't really had nothing to do, she wouldn't have come to this shabby clothing store. "Are you trying to kick me out? Hey, you haven't divorced my dad yet, why are you being so rude to me?"
Shen Qiaolan slammed the book shut: "Do you have any basic manners? Haven't I been polite enough to you this month? This is the mainland, not Hong Kong. If you don't follow my rules, get out."
"Chen Qiaolan, why are you so arrogant? In Hong Kong, you ate and lived in my father's house. Now that you are back and have a backer, you want to kick us father and daughter away, right? There is no such good thing in the world." Nie Huaiwei was not to be outdone.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Who the hell does your dad think he is? How dare he act so arrogantly in front of me?" Shen Qiaolan was so angry that his chest kept heaving. "If it weren't for our Shen family, he wouldn't be where he is today!"
Nie Huaiwei snorted coldly: "The money you brought has been spent a long time ago, okay? All these years, my dad has been supporting the three of you. Shen Qiaolan, if I were you, I would just flatter my husband, but you, not only don't have a single good word, but you also have a sullen face every day. It would be strange if my dad didn't go out to find a woman!"
"Don't talk about my mother!" Liang Yaqi rushed out and pushed Nie Huaiwei hard.
Nie Huaiwei screamed and was about to fight back, but Fu Xiuzhi grabbed her wrist and said, "If you want to act wild, get out! This isn't the place for you to cause trouble. People usually give in to you because you're young, not because you're doing the right thing. Do you understand?"
Fu Xiuzhi shook off Nie Huaiwei's hand and said in a cold tone: "If you look down on our Shen family so much, you might as well get out of here as soon as possible so as not to bother Miss Nie."
Nie Huaiwei had never been treated like this before. When she was in Hong Kong Province, she had many followers and was used to being domineering. She could not stand this kind of humiliation. She cursed in the Hong Kong dialect and rushed over to hit Fu Xiuzhi.
Fu Xiuzhi had never fought with anyone before, and she didn't expect Nie Huaiwei to be so violent. Her hair was pulled and her scalp was hurt. When Liang Yaqi saw her aunt being beaten, she also joined the battle, howling.
Shen Qiaolan's eyes went dark. She had been spoiled since she was a child and didn't even know how to curse. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been bullied like this by the Nie family, let alone fighting. "Stop fighting! Nie Huaiwei, let go! This is your aunt, an elder! Do you have any manners?"
When Fu Baoer walked in, she thought she had come to the wrong place. Is this still the high-end "Fu Xiu" studio?
Why are there a bunch of people fighting? Luckily there are no customers at the moment.
When she found out that it was her aunt who was grabbed by the hair, Fu Baoer was furious. Without even looking, she went up and kicked Nie Huaiwei. She held back her strength in this kick, but still kicked Nie Huaiwei away.
Nie Huaiwei knocked down three models before stopping. Her lower abdomen felt like it was hit by a hammer. She gasped in pain and couldn't utter a word. She lay on the ground groaning.
"Aunt, are you okay?" Fu Baoer looked at Fu Xiuzhi's head. Fortunately, it was not bald.
Fu Xiuzhi shook her head. She was fine, but it was not easy for her to fight with the younger generation. She felt a little aggrieved to be beaten passively.
"Sister, you are so stylish!" Liang Yaqi was fascinated by Fu Baoer's kick and blurted out something in Hong Kong dialect.
Shen Qiaolan was still in shock. This little niece of the Fu family was so strong.
Fu Baoer then realized that it was Nie Huaiwei who was kicked out. Oops, it seemed like she had used too much force. She touched her nose and took the initiative to walk over to help her up. "Are you okay? Sorry, I thought it was a guest causing trouble."
"Let me apply some medicine for you," Fu Baoer helped Nie Huaiwei to the sofa, "Don't worry, I didn't use much force, it should be just a superficial injury."
Nie Huaiwei's eyes were blurred with tears. She looked up at Fu Baoer in panic. Is this not using enough force? If she had used more force, she would have been kicked to death.
"You...you ganged up on me!" Nie Huaiwei regained her breath, feeling even more aggrieved. "You dared to hit me when my dad wasn't around!"
"You deserve it! Who told you to start the trouble?" Liang Yaqi had suffered a lot at the hands of Nie Huaiwei since she was a child. Now she finally got her revenge and was extremely happy. "Next time you talk about my mom, I'll let Sister Baoer beat you up!"
"Okay, Qiqi, stop talking." Shen Qiaolan tugged at her daughter.
Liang Yaqi pouted, not very willing. Her mother was always like this, always trying to keep things quiet. It was bad enough that they and their grandmother had no one to rely on in Hong Kong, but now that they had returned to the capital, was she still supposed to endure it?
Nie Huaiwei's waist still hurt a little, but she couldn't help feeling proud when she heard what Shen Qiaolan said. This woman was cowardly and forbearing, and she deserved to be abandoned by her father. "You hit me, so you have to apologize to me, especially this... Fu Baoer, right? I have never been so angry since I was a child. I want you to bow to me and say you will never dare to do it again!"
"Hey! Don't go too far, Nie Huaiwei!" Liang Yaqi put her hands on her hips, "This isn't Hong Kong. Put away your scoundrel look, you have no manners!"
Fu Baoer put the medicine box on the table and looked at him unkindly: "Did I give you face?"
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