She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Vantet Assistant?"

Yan Siyu's shopping mood was spoiled by Manshu that day, and today she was asked out by two of her besties.

She was supposed to go to St. Paul's Hospital to visit Mr. Ming.

But because of the delay of shopping, it was postponed to tomorrow.

Little did she know that, one day late, the gift that Ming Lao had prepared for her was given to Manshu.

I'm afraid she will be so angry that she will die when she finds out.

Seeing Wan Yi at this time, she subconsciously looked around, trying to find Yan Zhan.

"Ms. Yan." Wan Yi greeted Yan Siyu politely with a smile on his face.

But I wondered in my heart why I met this person at this time.

This young lady hated Miss Manshu very much because she was rejected by her at the wool sales meeting.

"What are you doing here? Is my third uncle nearby?"

As soon as she mentioned Yan Zhan, her two best friends behind her couldn't help but look at Wan Yi.

Mr. Yan San, he is the most valuable man in the entire City C.

"Miss Yan, do you have something to talk to the Third Master about?" Wan Yi did not directly answer Yan Siyu's question.

As a qualified special assistant, he would definitely not reveal the whereabouts of the Third Master to anyone.

As for how Yan Siyu guessed, that was her business.

He couldn't say that the Third Master went to the bathroom.

"It's nothing, I thought..." Yan Siyu didn't finish her words when she caught a glimpse of Manshu coming out of the fitting room of the clothing store behind Wan Yi.

Manshu hadn't noticed Yan Siyu's presence yet. She walked to the mirror to see if her clothes fit her.

This is a French egg yolk plaid dress with the hem extending below the calves, and a plaid belt in the same color reveals her slender waist.

When she wears this dress, she looks like a temptation between purity and maturity.

Manshu's long hair had never been permed or dyed, and it fell naturally to her waist. Her original bangs were parted on both sides, revealing a face without makeup.

At only seventeen, her beauty was already beginning to show.

She is no longer as self-conscious and timid as before. The calm confidence in her eyes makes her even more unique.

Her temperament is not inferior even to Yan Siyu's.

Of course, Yan Siyu herself does not admit this.

"This dress suits you very well, young lady. It looks like it was made just for you."

Manshu was not very satisfied, thinking that this skirt would make her stand out too much if she wore it outside.

If you put on a little makeup and do your hair, your temperament will change drastically.

She doesn't need to stand out in front of others. What she wants is to be decent and have neither merits nor demerits.

“I want to try something else.”

The obvious dissatisfaction in Manshu's eyes made the clerk stunned for a moment.

But then he smiled and said, "Miss, if you don't believe me, why not ask your friend to help you take a look, it's really excellent."

The clerk simply said to Wan Yi at the door: "Sir, look at this skirt on the young lady. Doesn't it make her look more elegant?"

"She has fair skin, which is just enough to suppress this color."

Wan Yi subconsciously looked at Yan Siyu who was standing at the door with wide eyes.

Miss Yan's face didn't look very good at this time.

But the clerk was still waiting for him to speak, so he said, "This skirt is indeed suitable for Miss Manshu."

The questioning in Yan Siyu's eyes was almost becoming reality.

She even suspected that Wan Yi had come out to accompany Manshu shopping without telling her third uncle.

No wonder he was hesitant just now and didn't say whether his uncle was nearby.

The way she looked at Manshu now was as if she was looking at a vixen seducing decent women and men.

"Assistant Wan, what is your relationship with her? Why are you shopping with her? Does my Third Uncle know?"