To My Dear Mr. Huo

As soon as these words fell, the faces of the shop assistants beside him became a little ugly.

Their store deals in high-end women's clothing, taking a luxurious route. Every piece of clothing is almost without a second. Such a store is said to be unsuitable for the stage, so it's no wonder they can bear it.

It's just that these people in front of them can tell at a glance that their identities are unusual. Since the clerk was unhappy on his face, he couldn't show it clearly.

The one with the uglier face was Luo Meishan. If she meant it that way, wouldn't she be on the stage as well if she entered this store?

How could I mean that? Su Qingsang's words made Luo Meishan angry: I was just saying that you have bad eyesight.

Come to this store to buy clothes, so you have bad eyesight? Su Qingsang looked Luo Meishan up and down, and clicked her tongue: Then your eyes are not very good either.

Luo Meishan was so blocked that she couldn't speak. Song Youhe narrowed her eyes. She had met Su Qingsang several times in the past, but never once did Su Qingsang look like this.

what is this? Now that you have your backing and background, have you become more courageous?

If you want me to talk about Meishan, you really can't speak. You are obviously a person who can't stand on the stage and can't match the clothes here. How come these clothes can't stand on the stage when you come to you? You really—

It seemed to blame him, but in fact he demoted Su Qingsang.

Su Qingsang nodded: So in your hearts, clothes are more important than people? It's no wonder. Usually, people don't have much face. Without clothes, they will naturally lose face.

Su Qingsang, who are you scolding?

Luo Meishan was so angry that she pointed at Su Qingsang. A look of anger.

Su Qingsang cleared his throat, and took a step back: I didn't scold anyone. But if you think so, then I can't help it.

Su Peizhen didn't speak the whole time, she stood about two meters away from Su Qingsang, watching her stab the others with a smile on her face.

She narrowed her eyes, sure of one thing.

Su Qingsang lived in the Su family for more than 20 years, probably pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Look at this appearance, where is the cautious appearance before?

She was deceived by Su Qingsang, even Li Qianxue was deceived by Su Qingsang.

Su Qingsang, don't be complacent. Didn't you just climb up to Huo Jinyao? If it wasn't for him, you—

Before Luo Meishan finished her sentence, the door of the fitting room opened. Xiang Caiping walked over here.

Qing Sang, how about this dress?

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw several girls beside Su Qingsang, and they were not wearing the clothes of other shop assistants.

She seemed to have heard Huo Jinyao's last sentence just now. How is this going?

Qing Sang?

Auntie, it's okay. Su Qingsang ignored Su Peizhen and his party.

Su Peizhen has nothing to do with her, but now she wants to cultivate a mother-daughter relationship with Xiang Caiping, so naturally she won't pay attention to those irrelevant people.

It's very nice, better than the ones just now. This one is also good.

Bring the dress she picked out just now, which Luo Meishan said was bad for her vision, and bring it to Xiang Caiping: Auntie, try this one on too.

No need. Why buy so much? Just enough.

She waved to Caiping, her daughter wanted to treat her well, she knew it, and was moved. Just that's it.

Well, what is even more curious now is those girls, all of them seem to be quite rude to their daughters?

Qingsang mighty, right? Are you strong in combat? These people are scumbags in front of her. Second watch.