Chapter 144 The Soul is Weeping
Soon, Zhang Mei came out after changing.
She handed the changed skirt to the salesperson, who confirmed it and went to the front desk to get an invoice.
Wen Tao and Wang Mingxia followed, and the salesperson quickly handed them the invoice. "Hello, this skirt is a new model in our store. New models are not eligible for discounts. The original price of the skirt is 36,800 yuan. Would you like to pay by card or mobile phone?"
"Thirty-six thousand and eight!" Wang Mingxia's face suddenly changed in shock.
Wen Tao standing by was also a little embarrassed.
They estimated the price of the skirt to be several thousand yuan at most, but they didn't expect it to be over ten thousand yuan, up to more than thirty thousand yuan!
This far exceeded the expectations of both mother and son.
The toast dress is only worn for a few hours, so it's a bit of a waste to spend so much money on it.
Wang Mingxia winked at Wen Tao, meaning that he should talk to Zhang Mei and pick out a similar one.
Wen Tao secretly glanced at Zhang Mei's expectant expression, but really didn't know how to start the conversation, so he looked at Wang Mingxia with a pleading look.
The shopping guide was still holding the invoice and waiting for payment, but the mother and son were pushing and shoving each other without saying a word.
Only Zhang Mei remained the same, with a smile on her face, as if she didn't think it was expensive at all, and didn't notice anything unusual about the two people. She waited quietly for them to pay the bill.
Wen Yang and Fang Li stood far behind, looking at the people with different expressions with expressionless faces.
Suddenly, Wang Mingxia, unable to bear the pleading look in her son's eyes, turned around and looked at Wen Yang.
Wen Yang's eyelids twitched, and he immediately planned to pull Fang Li away.
Wang Mingxia came over quickly and pulled her to the front desk without saying a word. Wen Yang struggled twice, and Wang Mingxia pulled her arm even harder, and she felt pain instantly.
"Mom! What are you doing? You're scratching me and it hurts!"
"Be good, just pretend that mom is begging you. You don't want to see your brother and your sister-in-law quarreling over a piece of clothing, do you?"
After Wang Mingxia finished speaking in a low voice, the two of them had already arrived at the front desk.
"Meimei, Yangyang said that it was her first time meeting sister-in-law and she didn't bring any gifts, so just consider this dress as a gift to you!" She completely ignored Wen Yang's wishes and spoke directly to Zhang Mei as if to take credit.
Wen Yang was dumbfounded.
He looked at his mother in disbelief.
Zhang Mei was pleasantly surprised: "Really? Thank you so much, Yangyang!"
"No, I don't..."
"No, no, you're embarrassed that your sister-in-law is thanking you. Haha, this kid has been shy since childhood, why are you standing there like an idiot? Come and pay the bill." Wang Mingxia interrupted Wen Yang and secretly pinched her arm.
Wen Yang: "..."
On the other side, Wen Tao was urging the shopping guide to pack the clothes.
Zhang Mei stood on tiptoe with a happy look on her face and kissed Wen Tao on the face. She looked at the skirt with joy in her eyes.
No one cared about Wen Yang's mood.
They thought more than 30,000 was too much, but they just threw it to Wen Yang casually.
They didn't even think about how she, a girl working alone outside, could get so much money to help them out and let them exploit her.
Fang Li stood not far away and frowned slightly.
She moved her toes slightly, wanting to go over and say something, but met Wen Yang's slightly red eyes.
She shook her head slightly at her.
Wen Yang suppressed his grievance, took a deep breath, and took out his cell phone.
At this moment, Fang Li finally understood why Wen Yang never returned home and never mentioned her family in front of them during their four years in college and more than two years after graduation.
In front of them, she is always passionate, righteous and generous.
Actually.
For so many years, none of them noticed the pain in her heart. None of them saw that when she was smiling, her soul was probably crying.
A hint of heartache flashed in Fang Li's eyes.
When his eyes turned to Wang Mingxia and Wen Tao again, there was a coldness in them, no longer as polite as when they first met.
After Wen Yang paid the money, the mother and son's faces instantly showed joy.
Especially Wang Mingxia, who took Wen Yang's hand and restored her loving expression, "You child, you came back without coming home or telling us. Fortunately, I met you today, otherwise, Mom would not know you were back."
"Now that your sister-in-law has bought her skirt, why don't you call your friends and we go upstairs for dinner together?"
Wen Yang looked at her mother with a faint expression. Over the years, she always felt that she could not understand them at all.
They were obviously the closest people to her in the world, but all her oppression and misfortune came from them.
Wen Yang looked away, his tone cold: "No, we still have things to do, you guys go."
After saying that, he completely ignored the expressions of the others, shook off her mother, walked over, took Fang Li's hand and walked out of the store.
Seeing the two people go out, Zhou Yufan in the rest area also stood up, glanced at them vaguely, and followed with his bag.
As the three figures disappeared from the store one after another, the smile on Wang Mingxia's face gradually disappeared.
Zhang Mei tugged at Wen Tao's arm, looking at the tall figure that finally disappeared with surprise on her face: "Is that man also your sister's friend? I saw him in that store just now."
Wen Tao frowned: "I don't know."
"Why don't you care about your sister at all?"
"She's been very independent since she was young, and even when she grew up, she didn't even come home. Even if I wanted to care about her, I didn't have the chance."
Zhang Mei raised an eyebrow. "You still haven't told me what your sister does for a living? She seems quite wealthy. She's so generous to give me a dress worth over 30,000 yuan."
Wen Tao pursed his lips nonchalantly. "She seems to be a reporter or a paparazzi. I'm not sure, I haven't asked in detail. But she does earn quite a lot, probably tens of thousands of yuan a month, not counting performance bonuses. If you really add it up, she makes a lot more than the two of us."
"Really?!" Zhang Mei was surprised.
Wen Tao nodded, then smiled indulgently: "Are you jealous?"
Zhang Mei pouted.
Wen Tao looked proud. "Don't be envious. My sister is a girl. She earns so much money and has nowhere to spend it. Besides, what's hers is mine. If you want anything in the future, just tell me and I'll ask my sister to buy it for you. She has a lot of friends and can get a lot of high-end imported goods from abroad."
Zhang Mei was happy: "Then I won't be polite."
"We're family, why are you being polite?"
Unfortunately, Wen Yang and the others had already left and had no idea of the two people's shameless plans.
However, the shopping guides at the front desk saw what had happened clearly. When they heard that their brother and sister-in-law were plotting against their sister, they all looked disdainful and started talking in whispers.
Let’s talk about Fang Li and the others.
Wen Yang pulled Fang Li down the stairs. Only after they left Joy City did she gradually slow down her pace, look up at the sky and let out a long breath.
"Isn't it ridiculous?" Wen Yang said without turning his head.
Fang Li frowned with some heartache.
He gently took her hand and squeezed it soothingly.
Zhou Yufan also came over and stood beside her, looking at her: "Do you want to vent a little?"
Wen Yang lowered his head and looked at the two of them. The sadness in his eyes was like dispersing snow, and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Okay, how do you vent?"
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