Chapter 372

eft. But now that you're back, and you want to investigate my mother, what else can I say How can you blame me"The speaker was none other than Ye Qian, the daughter of An Kehui who had killed Lin MoMo...In comparison, standing next to Cheng Ruoruo, I seemed much inferior. 。"Well, you look prettier in it than I do." 。"Cheng Ruoruo said it again with certainty, and then turned to the salesgirl beside her and asked, “Do you think so too”

The salesgirl heard Cheng Ruoruo's question and smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say. " 。He thought to himself, "Which is it, appearance or figure The later ladies are all inferior to the first one." 。Of course, this is a comparative statement. The later Miss was also very beautiful, but the style and color of this dress were not very suitable for her. When she put it on, she was not as beautiful as the previous Miss, giving people a strange and out-of-place feeling. 。Although they also hope to sell as many clothes as possible, it would be so against their conscience that even if she said it, the lady probably wouldn't believe her. 。Seeing the salesgirl just awkwardly smile without answering Cheng Ruoer's question, Su Keqin immediately understood what she meant and blushed. 。Su Keqin, when she looked at herself and Cheng Ruoer standing together in the mirror, was completely overshadowed by her radiance. Especially wearing the same clothes, she felt inferior to Cheng Ruoer in every way. 。"Hey, I'm asking you, why aren't you talking" Cheng Ruor said to the sales associate, sounding like she was complaining. In reality, she secretly gave her a thumbs up in her heart. 。This sales associate was just staring blankly a moment ago, now she seems so bright! This silence suits her well. 。Seeing Cheng Ruor'er's smug look, Su KeXin finally understood why she insisted that she try on this dress. 。 most is that Gu Wang is still angry with her and might even refuse this request. 。You know, Liangliang also placed great importance on this parent-child activity before. 。But it's okay, even if he d...