"You look better in a skirt." Leng Mohan looked at Luo Jiaojiao and said.
However, Leng Mohan did not hesitate at all and said to the older sister, "Please help me take down this suit and calculate how much it costs."
A hint of surprise flashed in the elder sister's eyes. She didn't expect to meet a man who loved his wife so much today. She took off the clothes quickly and calculated the price.
Leng Mohan took the clothes and took out his wallet to pay neatly.
Leng Mohan's hands were filled with large and small bags, and she was obviously a military wife who had just joined the army.
After the eldest sister took the money, she couldn't help but glance at her and said softly: "You have to cherish him. A man who is willing to be generous to his wife must be a good husband."
When Luo Jiaojiao heard this, she turned her eyes to the cold and determined Leng Mohan who didn't even let her take a bag. She nodded firmly.
"I will," she whispered in response, knowing in her heart that from now on, he was her only relative, and she would naturally do her best to cherish and protect this relationship.
"That's good, that's good." The eldest sister nodded with satisfaction and a smile.
The eldest sister looked at their backs as they left and nodded with satisfaction. Both the handsome men and beautiful women looked much more pleasing to the eye.
Zhou Wenwen walked down slowly from the second floor of the supply and marketing cooperative, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, watching the figures walking away - Leng Mohan and Luo Jiaojiao. She blinked, thinking that she might have seen it wrong.
How is it possible? How could Leng Mohan, who always keeps his distance from women, go shopping with a girl?
She shook her head, throwing this unrealistic idea out of her mind, and then an expectant smile appeared on her face. When she thought about returning to the army and seeing Leng Mohan again, her heart couldn't help but beat.
Zhou Wenwen walked briskly towards the counter where she had seen the dress she liked. Her mood was as bright and warm as the sunshine in spring.
Zhou Wenwen looked at the dresses hanging on the counter, but the dress she liked was gone.
In the short time she hurried upstairs to buy a watch, she came back and found that the pink skirt that was originally hanging there was gone.
She felt an inexplicable anger in her heart, turned her eyes to her elder sister, and asked with a slightly dissatisfied tone: "That pink skirt was originally hanging there, did you put it there?"
The elder sister had already noticed the displeasure in her tone, and guessed that she might be disappointed because the dress was sold. Unfortunately, there was only one of that dress, and if you missed it, it would be gone, but the elder sister still maintained a professional smile and patience.
"That skirt has just been bought." The elder sister explained softly, pointing to several other styles, "However, we have several other styles here that are also quite good. If you are interested, you may want to take a look at these."
"No need, I don't want it if I don't have it." Zhou Wenwen interrupted the other person coldly. Her eyes fell on the clothes, and a hint of contempt appeared at the corner of her mouth. "I don't know who it is. Ugly people are more likely to do weird things. Can she handle that skirt?"
"My clothes are all carefully selected from bustling big cities." Zhou Wenwen continued, her tone full of pride and superiority, "If there wasn't this one here that I liked, why would I condescend to come here. How can these be worthy of me?"
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