At this moment, Chen Huilan came to the store with her daughter-in-law.
The two men got out of the car and talked and laughed as they walked.
"Xiaomei, today we are here to pick up the clothes you customized for your wedding."
"Don't worry, Man Yue makes really good clothes. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
"Wear it when you go home for the New Year. No one in the family compound will be prettier than you then."
Chen Xiaomei is tall and slender, well-educated and has just finished her wedding.
She nodded with emotion: "Thank you, mother-in-law. I am really looking forward to it more and more."
Wang Baozhu saw Chen Huilan arrive and immediately stepped forward: "Aunt Chen, you're here?"
"Yes! Baozhu, Man Yue is upstairs, we are here to get clothes."
"Yes, but..." She hesitated and looked towards the second floor.
The guests on the first floor who heard the conversation upstairs were whispering to each other, and everyone understood what was going on.
"What's wrong? Just what?" Chen Huilan couldn't help but frown when she saw her expression.
Wang Baozhu then slowly said, "Aunt Chen, your daughter-in-law's custom-made clothes were stolen!"
"What did you say? Someone actually dared to steal my daughter-in-law's clothes?"
When Chen Huilan heard this, her face suddenly turned gloomy and she rushed straight to the second floor.
As soon as the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law arrived, they saw Lin Yazhi wearing her custom-made clothes.
He swayed as if on a fashion show, showing off proudly.
Jiang Manyue looked at Chen Huilan who had already reached her climax, and with an embarrassed look on her face, she tried to dissuade her: "Take it off quickly!"
"I told you this dress was custom-made. I can't explain why you ruined it."
"That's enough!" Zhao Chunlei retorted irritably, still admiring Lin Yazhi's penguin-like gait.
"Jiang Manyue, what time is it now? Why hasn't the person who ordered the clothes you mentioned arrived yet?"
"I think you're clearly a liar. No one has customized it yet, so why don't you want to sell it to me?"
"If Zhizhi likes the clothes, she should be allowed to try them on first. Even if the king of heaven comes, it won't help."
"Really?" A shout at this moment instantly interrupted his arrogant speech.
The two men turned their heads and looked behind them, where Chen Huilan was standing, staring at them intently.
When Lin Yazhi saw that it was her, she subconsciously shrank back.
"Who are you?" Zhao Chunlei stared at the two women who were coming at him aggressively with dissatisfaction.
"Who am I? I am the king of heaven you're talking about!"
Chen Huilan stared at Lin Yazhi's clothes and said, "Didn't you say it wouldn't work even if the gods came?"
"I hadn't come a few minutes late, and someone had the audacity to steal my custom-made clothes."
"I want to see with my own eyes who dares to be so arrogant?"
Zhao Chunlei's face turned pale when he was questioned, and he glanced at Jiang Manyue.
I thought she was deliberately making things difficult for them by not letting them try on the clothes, but I didn't expect that they were actually custom made.
She looked at Chen Huilan helplessly and apologized apologetically: "I'm sorry, Aunt Huilan!"
"I told you this suit was custom-made, but you just don't believe it."
"He also said that no matter who it belongs to, it must be tried on by Lin Yazhi first."
"It's just a piece of clothing. He can afford all the clothes in this clothing store!"
"Mother-in-law!" Xiaomei stared at Lin Yazhi wearing her clothes unhappily.
"Wasn't this dress custom-made for me? Now it's been snatched away by someone else!"
"And look at her belly. It's so big that it's deformed her waist. I don't want this dress anymore!"
Lin Yazhi looked down at her belly and quickly covered it with her hands in embarrassment.
"Yes, I'm sorry!" She turned around quickly: "I'll take it off and give it back to you!"
Zhao Chunlei was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this, and pointed at Xiaomei and started scolding her.
"What do you mean? You don't want what Zhizhi wore? It's just a piece of clothing. I can buy it for you."
Lin Yazhi was a little panicked, and quickly went up to him and pulled him to signal: "Chun Lei, stop talking!"
Who is this Chen Huilan? She's the wife of the military commander.
"Don't be afraid, Zhizhi!" He comforted her calmly, "I came here to buy you clothes."
He put his hands on his hips in a domineering manner, looked at Chen Huilan arrogantly and spoke.
"Auntie, my fiancée looks good in this dress, please give it to me."
"How much is it? Just tell me the amount and I'll give it to you."
"Just ask your daughter-in-law to make another one for her, but it can't be the same one that Zhizhi wears."
Chen Huilan looked at him coldly: "Okay, then you have to compensate me 280 yuan."
"What did you say?" Zhao Chunlei's arrogant expression froze.
He thought he had misheard and kept asking, "280 yuan? Are you crazy?"
"I think you're crazy?" She stepped forward and looked at his materialistic face.
"I've already paid a deposit for this custom-made dress for my daughter-in-law, which is 280 yuan in total."
"We were originally planning to wear it back home for the New Year, but now Lin Yazhi has worn it out of shape?"
"I don't want the clothes now. Pay me right now or I'll send you to the police station."
Zhao Chunlei couldn't believe it: "This, this is just a piece of clothing, how can it be so expensive?"
Jiang Manyue directly took out the account book in her hand: "Chen Huilan custom-made suit."
"A cashmere dress is 120 yuan, and a red coat is 160 yuan!"
"Look carefully, this is the bill. If you want to buy it, just pay for it."
"Otherwise, with Aunt Chen's temper, I'm afraid you'll be in big trouble."
The two pieces of clothing cost 280 yuan, and now it was Zhao Chunlei's turn to feel embarrassed and conflicted.
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