The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

"Sister, I think this dress is very beautiful, it suits you very well, elegant and generous."

This champagne-colored long dress is really beautiful, even Feng Chuyun himself has to admit it.

"This long dress is a new model that just arrived. The two young ladies have great eyesight."

Feng Chuyun glanced at the time, it was getting late, after repeated persuasion by Feng Meiyu and the clerk, she finally nodded.

"Okay, that's it."

Feng Meiyu breathed a sigh of relief. If she chooses again, her own dress and style will be delayed.

"Have you chosen your own?" Feng Chuyun looked at Feng Meiyu.

"I've chosen." Feng Meiyu picked out a sweet pink and purple dress. The skirt was above the knees, revealing two slender legs.

Gentle and ladylike yet playful and cute.

I have to say that Feng Meiyu's vision is not bad.

Feng Chuyun originally studied fashion design, so she couldn't fault her dress.

It shows almost all of Feng Meiyu's advantages.

It's not like the ones Feng Meiyu chose for her, either there is a problem here, or there is a problem there.

"You are very good at choosing." Feng Chuyun said meaningfully.

Feng Meiyu didn't know whether she heard it or not, anyway, she just thought Feng Chuyun was praising her.

"This is the one I fell in love with at a glance. Unlike the elder sister, I don't have such high requirements."

"As long as it fits well and doesn't embarrass the company."

"Sister, let's try on makeup."

Feng Meiyu also looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was getting late.

Whether the plan can be carried out smoothly depends on the next step.

"Okay." Feng Chuyun saw the impatient look in Feng Meiyu's eyes.

She was also looking forward to what Feng Meiyu would do next.

I specially chose a floor-length dress for her to make her fall?

"Miss, this way please."

Seeing that both of them had picked out satisfactory dresses, the clerk knew that the business was half done, so she couldn't wait to take them to the styling room.

Feng Chuyun is beautiful and majestic, and her styling is not difficult to make.

On the contrary, Feng Meiyu has more demands.

The clerk was still muttering in his heart. In fact, it was the younger sister who was picky all the time, but the older sister, who didn't say anything.

Moreover, the elder sister's aesthetic looks obviously very good, but the younger sister has been choosing clothes for her elder sister.

The choice is either that there is a problem here, or there is a problem there. Could it be that these two are not sisters?

Feng Chuyun didn't know that the clerk saw that something was wrong.

The clerk here has served a lot of female customers, which is not surprising at all.

When the two of them finished their styling, it was nearly six o'clock. The reception started at 06:30, and it officially started at seven o'clock. It was almost just right for them to go.

"Sister, it's getting late, let's go there quickly."

Feng Meiyu stared at the time and looked again and again, finally satisfied with her makeup.

Feng Chuyun knew that Feng Meiyu would definitely not let her go to the reception, but she still nodded: "Okay."

When going downstairs, the clerk walked in front, turning his head from time to time and telling: "Miss, be careful."

Although this spiral staircase is not very high, it is very beautiful, especially suitable for taking pictures in a dress.

Generally speaking, as long as there is enough time, the photographer in the store will take a few photos for the ladies and wives for free.

Feng Chuyun and the others refused to take pictures and went downstairs very quickly.

"Sister be careful!"

Feng Meiyu walked behind Feng Chuyun, suddenly her foot slipped, and she rushed towards Feng Chuyun.

The clerk had already reached the bottom at this time, and it was too late to rush up to help the person.

Feng Chuyun didn't expect that Feng Meiyu didn't want to step on her skirt, but changed her mind temporarily, and threw herself towards her.

With this pounce, Feng Chuyun fell forward uncontrollably.

Feng Meiyu firmly grasped the railing of the stairs.

Feng Chuyun staggered two steps, and finally stood firm with the help of the clerk, but the dress skirt was torn from behind with a "stab".

Feng Chuyun and the clerk turned their heads together, and saw Feng Chuyun's skirt somehow hooked into the peach heart pattern on the railing.

The peach heart is not closed, the skirt hooks in, and when it is pulled, it is broken.

Feng Chuyun sprained his ankle because of this.

"Miss, are you alright?"

The clerk was stunned.

There has never been an accident on the stairs of my own house, and it is also popular with the ladies. Why did it happen when this pair of sisters came here?

"My foot seems to be sprained, and my skirt is broken!"

Feng Chuyun finally understood Feng Meiyu's purpose.

Feng Meiyu was worried that it would not be safe to just damage her dress, so she made up her mind to make her wrestle.

This fell down the stairs, and he sprained his ankle even if he was seriously injured.

Feng Meiyu had a good plan!

"Sister, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, if I didn't accidentally step on it, I wouldn't make you fall."

Feng Meiyu was on the verge of tears, and seemed to blame herself very much.

"Don't cry in a hurry." Feng Chuyun supported his forehead, "You cry so much that not only my ankle hurts, but even my head starts to hurt."

After she said this, Feng Meiyu didn't dare to cry anymore.

"The reception will start later. If I am like this, I will definitely not be able to attend."

Feng Chuyun suddenly said this.

Feng Meiyu was taken aback: "Sister, I can go to participate, but I don't worry about you, I'll take you to the hospital first."

"Our store can send someone to take this lady to the hospital."

Suddenly someone made a sound, not the clerk, but the owner of the store.

"However, this dress is new this season, and it's the only one in our family. The price is not cheap, [-], you must compensate."

The boss is a handsome young guy who looks very trendy and is said to be the chief stylist of the house.

"So expensive?" Feng Meiyu was dumbfounded.

Although she is the illegitimate daughter of the Feng family, her monthly allowance is not much.

Only twenty thousand.

So, when she learned that Feng Chuyue, who is also the daughter of the Feng family, had 20 pocket money a month, don't be too jealous.

Why, since they are all daughters of the Feng family, her pocket money is only one-tenth of Feng Chuyue's?

Feng Meiyu didn't know that Feng Maolin and Chu Qingying each gave half of Feng Chuyue's pocket money.

Therefore, Feng Maolin only gave 20 of the [-] per month on her card.

Besides, Feng Maolin relied on the Chu family for his fortune, so what if he gave Feng Chuyue [-] pocket money?

This is what he should have given!

However, Feng Chuyue's pocket money of 20 a month is indeed enough.

Now the annual income of an ordinary family may not add up to [-].

No wonder Feng Meiyu was jealous.

"If the two misses don't believe me, I can show the two misses the shopping receipt. We all have invoices when we buy dresses here."

"The hem of this skirt is very beautiful, but it is worthless after being torn like that just now."

The boss explained it seriously.

Feng Meiyu looked at Feng Chuyun.

"Miss..."

Feng Meiyu looked a little pitiful.