Chu Qiaoen and Gu Bingting held their breath: "…!"

They usually can't buy clothes from this store even if they have money. Just now, Aunt Shiyin's face was just enough to get one piece for each.

Can Xi Zuer choose whatever she wants just now?

Not to mention, most people can't do this, and it's really possible for Bo Gucheng to come forward.

For a moment, the two looked at Xi Zuer, and they could not hide their envy, jealousy and hatred.

Gu Shiyin bit her lip and reminded Bo Gucheng: "Master Bo, Mr. Lin Suyu's clothes cannot be picked casually, each piece is very expensive..."

The words have not ended.

Xi Zuer shook her head and said, "No need, Xiaochenger. I don't want the clothes here."

Gu Shiyin and others thought to themselves that the county girl was finally a little self-aware and knew that she couldn't afford to wear such expensive clothes.

However, the next second.

Bo Gucheng asked: "Why, don't you like it?"

Xi Zuer's red lips were slightly raised: "Well, her fabric is too bad."

Gu Shiyin and his group: “…!”

It's like vomiting blood!

What are the clothes that speaks Suyu, what is bad?

"Do you have common sense? These are all high-quality silk and satin that can only be enjoyed by the upper class. You actually say the quality is poor? You can't find any faults and force yourself to make excuses, right?" Gu Bingting couldn't help but laughed sarcastically.

Xi Zuer thought about it carefully: "If you still have to ask your ancestors to help you find fault, it means that your tailoring is not good."

If you want to practice first-class tailoring, you may have to cut clouds from the sky for ten thousand years to make clothes to look good.

Obviously, this tailor is not good enough.

Gu Shiyin had been suffocating for a long time. Hearing the words, he pursed his lips and said softly: "Maybe Miss Xi is used to wearing her own style of clothes..."

Gu Bingting couldn't bear it anymore: "My aunt is the designer's personal disciple. The styles she designed have won numerous awards. Are you even better than the judges in the fashion industry? How can you wear a white sack on your body when you are so powerful?"

Bo Gucheng's face darkened.

Gu Bingting had a lot of tumbling to vomit, but she choked back.

Xi Zuer didn't care: "This one from my ancestors is pretty good. It was given by my neighbors in the countryside, and it was very comfortable to wear."

The original owner's neighbor A Niang hand-sewned a white robe with stitches and threads. She also put two small pieces of fabric in her backpack for later use. She was a very kind and simple neighbor.

Gu Bingting didn't dare to speak loudly in front of Bo Gucheng, so she had to roll her eyes secretly: Haha, I have never seen the world, the rags pulled by the neighbors in the countryside are good things, and she is so embarrassed to complain that the fashion styles designed by my aunt are not good and the materials are not good?

It's indeed a rural person!

"Miss Zuer doesn't like it, so let's change it. There are many high-end brands over there, all of which are women's clothing." Bo Gucheng was very patient.

Xi Zuer nodded and walked out: "Actually, I didn't come to buy clothes, I just wanted to see the fabric."

“Buy cloth?”

"Yes. Xiaobei is going to celebrate his birthday, so I'm asking me to go to Xiaosha. It's hard for my ancestors to go empty-handed, so I have to pick a gift for Xiaobei."

Bo Gucheng thought several times before he realized that the "Xiaobei" mentioned by Xi Zuer was Mr. Gu Bei.

Call your grandfather Xiaobei?!

Give a piece of cloth a birthday gift?!

Xi Zuer's unique style is acceptable. Bo Gucheng is still acceptable.

What he couldn't accept was that she picked gifts for her grandfather, Xi Rubao, and even gave gifts to her pets... and never considered him?
Chapter completed!