Stepping on the smooth marble tiles, looking at the various clothes around Linglang, breathing the faint smell of perfume in the store.

The smiling female salesman quickly came over and enthusiastically led the two toward the women's clothing area.

Looking at the numbers on the price tag, Qian Lele's heart gradually rose.

A pair of ordinary jeans costs 500 yuan, which is too expensive!

"Come on, here are all dresses that are being discounted, and the price is very good." Zhang Wen pulled her and stopped in front of a display stand, "I'll pick it for you."

Qian Lele whispered: "Thank you, Sister Wen."

If it weren't for Zhang Wen, she wouldn't dare to enter such a store, and she wouldn't know how to choose when she came in.

"Hehe, why are you polite to me?"

Then, Zhang Wen selected Qian Lele's figure for a while on the shelf and finally found 4 dresses.

All of them were from last year, and the discount price was below 800 yuan, which is the limit that Qian Lele can accept.

Although she didn't know why this simple college student suddenly wanted to buy brand-name clothes, she could see that Qian Lele really needed it.

"Go and try it. Lele, you are so beautiful and have such a good figure. As long as you have the right size, you will definitely look good when you wear it."

After a while, the door of the fitting room was gently pushed open.

Qian Lele, who had changed into a dress, walked out.

Zhang Wen's eyes lit up and he gave him a thumbs up.

The standard fishtail waist-retching black skirt outlines Qian Lele's tall and graceful figure, looking very sexy and generous.

The female salesman next to her spoke in time and introduced: "This dress is very suitable for you. It uses imported acetate fiber, composite twisted double-layer structure, which is not easy to pill and not wrinkle, dry and breathable..."

Qian Lele looked at himself in the mirror, and a trace of joy and excitement flashed in his eyes.

This is the first time she has worn such high-end clothes, and the style is relatively mature, which is very different from the previous student outfits.

It is also somewhat similar to Ding Yao and the others.

If you wear this dress to attend a birthday party, you will definitely not be as embarrassing as before.

Of course, there was another important reason that prompted her to make up her mind to spend a huge sum of 800 yuan to buy clothes.

She hopes that Tang Song will also see how she looks in beautiful clothes.

Then, Qian Lele tried several other floral skirts.

Finally, at Zhang Wen's suggestion, he still ordered a small black dress.

After discounting 750 yuan, it was the most expensive piece of clothing she had ever bought.

When she showed her payment code, she could hear her heartbeat.

Walk out of the store door.

Looking at the sneakers Qian Lele was wearing, Zhang Wen pointed to another store and said, "Lele, should you match another pair of heels with this little black skirt, it must look good."

When Qian Lele heard Sister Wen's words, he was moved.

After hesitating for a while, he finally shook his head and said, "No, I have never worn high heels, for fear of spraining my ankle."

This skirt is so expensive, she really can't bear to spend a few hundred dollars to buy a pair of high heels.

The pair of sneakers Ding Yao gave is also quite beautiful, and it should be paired with a little black skirt.

Moreover, in order to buy Ding Yao that birthday gift online, she already owed more than 1,000 Huabei and must pay it back next month.

"Okay, it's a pity that the difference between our feet is quite big, otherwise I can lend you my shoes." Zhang Wen shrugged helplessly.

"Thank you, Sister Wen."

…

At 9:30 pm, the two walked out of Minghui Mall.

After saying goodbye to each other, they walked towards their respective residences.

The cool evening breeze blew over her face, blowing her somewhat scattered bangs.

Qian Lele held the white shopping gift bag, and his eyes were filled with deep joy.

Walking lightly, as if you were dancing.

I fantasized about changing my clothes and appearing in front of Tang Song and Ding Yao, what would they react?

As a 20-year-old girl in her youth, she also has her own little happiness.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded from my ears: "Hello, isn't this the baker Lele?"

Qian Lele paused a smile on his face, and turned around and saw Duan Fang, a college roommate riding a bicycle.

"Fangfang, good evening."

Seeing the shopping bag in her arms, Duan Fang raised her eyebrows, "Yes, Lele, it seems that she has made money, and she is willing to buy Tiffany's clothes."

Qian Lele whispered: "I bought it because I want to attend a friend's birthday party."

Duan Fang was stunned and asked, "Is it Ding Yao's birthday?"

"Well, how did you know?" Qian Lele raised his head in surprise.

"Haha." Duan Fang grinned, with an unnatural expression: "I am working at the X-Stat Party Hall on the South Third Ring Road. I met Ding Yao there two days ago."

Duan Fang felt very disgusted when she thought that she would have to serve Qian Lele at that time.

Of course, I was also very jealous of her having such a rich second-generation good friend who was willing to take her to play in any occasion.

Duan Fang twisted the handlebars of the bicycle and couldn't help but say sarcastically: "If you want me to tell me, you and Ding Yao are not in the same circle, why bother to rub it in? Those friends are wearing Celine, Burberry, and LV. Even if you wear Tiffa for hundreds of dollars, they won't look up to you, haha."

After saying this, she waved her hand and left on her bicycle.

Watching her back gradually disappear into the night.

Qian Lele lowered her head and touched the shopping bag in her arms, biting her lower lip hard.

Standing there for a while, taking a deep breath in the evening breeze, Qian Lele continued to step forward.
Chapter completed!