Ning Yuan was pushed and coaxed into the fitting room by several sales assistants.
Their faces were beaming with exaggerated enthusiasm, and their mouths were as sweet as if they were coated with honey.
They kept saying things like, "Miss, you have such a great figure," "This dress is practically tailor-made for you," and "You look like a model straight out of a fashion magazine"... Ning Yuan got goosebumps listening to them with her eyes closed.
Ning Yuan felt somewhat lost. She even noticed that the store manager had instructed the other employees to close the store, suspend business, and stop serving new customers.
"Third Brother, this..." Ning Yuan couldn't help but turn to Ning Bingchao and say, "Isn't this a bit too much?"
Ning Bingchao took a sip of coffee and said with a smile, "Seventh Sister, you don't understand. This is the treatment I get when I bring women out to buy clothes."
Ning Yuan looked at the three large rows of clothes pushed over by the shop assistant and couldn't help but twitch her eye. This was only the first shop, right?
"But Third Brother, these clothes are all very beautiful, but I really don't need so many..."
She wasn't his woman and didn't want to enjoy this kind of extravagant "treatment".
"Girls can never have too many clothes, shoes, and bags. Besides, you're the seventh young lady of the Ning family now, so you should dress presentably to avoid disgracing the Ning family." Ning Bingchao waved his hand dismissively.
In contrast, Ning Bingchao was quite used to this kind of treatment.
He leaned back lazily on the sofa, holding a coffee, chatting and laughing with several young and beautiful employees.
He would occasionally throw out a flirtatious joke, eliciting giggles from them.
Ning Yuan: "..."
Okay, I can see that the Ning family is full of domineering people.
But today's arrangements were made by her mother, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and cooperate.
And so, Ning Bingchao wandered around until the afternoon.
Ning Yuan was like a soulless doll, letting Ning Bingchao and the sales assistants from different luxury brands manipulate her as she tried on one outfit after another.
From fresh and lovely girlish style to elegant and intellectual mature woman style, and then to luxurious and sexy socialite style... I tried almost every trendy style at the moment and bought a whole bunch of them.
As Ning Yuan mechanically changed her clothes, she silently calculated their prices, then estimated how much merchandise she could buy with that money, and how many square meters of property she could purchase with it…
In the evening, when Ning Yuan came out of the last DIOR store, she was already dizzy and her eyes were glazed over.
Why are there men who can shop even more than women?!
She felt like she wasn't there to shop, but rather to be brainwashed by capitalism.
Moreover, Ning Yuan unexpectedly bumped into a familiar figure—Cha Meiling.
Cha Meiling wore a well-tailored Saint Laurent white suit, which made her look elegant and graceful, but the hint of fatigue in her eyes and brows made her look a little haggard.
Cha Meiling watched Ning Yuan come out of the store, dressed in the latest DIOR collection. A complex light flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.
She remained as gentle and kind as ever, greeting him warmly, "Seventh Sister, what brings you here? Are you shopping alone?"
"I came with my third brother," Ning Yuan replied with a faint smile, her tone neither humble nor arrogant.
Ning Bingchao followed her out and greeted Cha Meiling warmly, "Annie, what have you been up to lately? Mommy's been talking about you, saying she wants you to come home for dinner!"
"The company has been a bit busy lately," Cha Meiling said with a slight smile.
Her tone carried a hint of barely perceptible disappointment: "I will definitely visit my godmother after some time."
Ning Bingchao raised his flirtatious eyes and looked at Cha Meiling with a half-smile: "Oh, is Annie going to officially take over the Cha family business? Congratulations! You'll have to treat me to a big meal then."
Cha Meiling gracefully tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and revealed a polite smile: "Third Brother is too kind. I will officially take over the Cha family next week. I will send out invitations to the family then. Please do me the honor of attending."
Ning Bingchao smiled and agreed, "Of course, I'll definitely come and support you, Annie."
He paused, as if suddenly remembering something, and added, "By the way, the end of the month is our annual Morning Light Christmas Charity Auction. Annie should be attending, right?"
Cha Meiling's smile faltered slightly. She had not only considered that she had to attend, but also that she should become the vice president of the Morning Light Socialite Club.
But now, she no longer needs so many empty titles to support herself.
She will be the true power holder of the Cha family!
Cha Meiling's eyes flickered, and a meaningful smile curved her lips: "Of course, I am the sixth young lady of the Ning family, how could I not come?"
Just then, Cha Meiling's secretary hurriedly came over carrying several shopping bags: "Miss Annie, everything is ready."
Cha Meiling gave Ning Yuan an apologetic smile: "Sorry, little sister, I have some things to attend to at the company, so I'll have to take my leave now."
"Sixth Sister, go ahead and get busy." Ning Yuan nodded slightly, her eyes calm and revealing no emotion.
Before leaving, Cha Meiling suddenly stopped and took out a velvet box from one of the shopping bags.
"I almost forgot about the important matter." She handed the velvet box to Ning Yuan.
Cha Meiling said gently, "Little sister, this is a gift I specially chose for your official return. It's the latest Cartier necklace. I hope you like it."
Ning Yuan accepted it without hesitation.
Upon opening the box, a dazzling diamond necklace lay quietly inside, its cut and clarity perfect, radiating a brilliant light.
"Thank you, Sixth Sister, I like it very much." Ning Yuan gave a polite smile.
"It's getting late, and I have other things to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. Goodbye, little sister and third brother." Cha Meiling said goodbye to the two of them gracefully, and turned to leave with her secretary.
Ning Yuan watched her retreating figure, raising an eyebrow slightly. Cha Meiling was indeed much smarter and more poised than Ning Manfei.
He clearly looked down on her because she was from the mainland, but he never showed it or acted rudely to her face. Instead, he was always very friendly and generous.
However, such a person, if they become an opponent, would be far more dangerous than someone like Ning Manfei.
Cha Mei-ling got into the luxury car, and her secretary respectfully closed the door for her.
“Miss Anne, wasn’t that necklace something you prepared for your inauguration banquet next week? Why are you giving it to someone who just returned from the mainland…” The secretary hesitated, seemingly choosing her words carefully.
"Northern girl?" Cha Meiling replied casually.
The secretary hurriedly explained, "I just thought that it would be fine to just buy a gift from a jewelry store. Why waste such an expensive necklace? She's just a girl from the mainland and doesn't even know what Cartier is."
"You think I think too highly of her, don't you?" Cha Meiling took the wet wipes handed to her by her secretary and slowly wiped her fingers.
She said indifferently, "I'm not giving it to her. She's just a girl from the north who doesn't know anything. But I'm giving it to Mommy. Mommy dotes on this little sister she just adopted, so naturally I have to give my godmother face."
The secretary suddenly realized.
Cha Meiling gazed at the fleeting street scenes outside the car window, her thoughts racing and her expression deep.
Since she couldn't stop her godmother from recognizing Ning Yuan, nor could she stop Ning Yuan from returning to the Ning family, she naturally had to change her strategy.
The Cha family is now far inferior to the Ning family, and they will inevitably need to rely on the Ning family's influence. Ning Yuan has value to them.
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