Ivy Miller was eating while thinking about how to make Henry Sullivan beg her for mercy, but she really didn’t understand the nature of that uncle, so there were some things she just couldn’t be sure about.
She hummed to herself, alright, she could still endure humiliation and heavy burdens.
Desperate measures must be taken; just like the Qin conquest, this principle she understood well.
The sound of the door opening came from the entrance, Ivy turned her head and saw Henry Sullivan walk in.
Seeing her still eating, Henry said, "Just got up?"
"You think everyone is Iron Man, huh?"
"Can’t you speak nicely?"
"I’d love to, but my mood doesn’t allow it."
Henry curled his lips: "You’ve got a lot of mood swings."
"Hmph," she glared at him.
"Hmph? What do you mean, I came to take you shopping for clothes and offended you instead?"
"Uncle, don’t you know there’s a website called Taobao these days?
I can just watch live streams and buy what I want, why bother going to the town to shop."
"Here the express delivery takes ten days to half a month, as you said, because it’s remote."
After saying that, Henry started to change into casual clothes: "Only three hours, hurry up and eat."
"I can’t go," Ivy was extremely displeased.
Henry turned back to glare at her.
Ivy raised her head: "Staring at me doesn’t help, some people bullied me last night, my legs are trembling."
Henry couldn’t hold back a chuckle, she was furious: "What are you laughing at, if I were you, I’d be embarrassed, you’re supposed to be military."
"What’s wrong with being in the military, soldiers have the right to sleep with their own wives too, I’m reasonable, lawful, plus, aren’t you a soldier’s daughter," he said, checking the time on his wrist.
"How about this, I’ll go buy it for you myself, you stay here and don’t cause trouble."
"No way," Ivy stood up: "Do you even know how to buy women’s clothes, I’m afraid you’ll bring back clothes for old ladies, so I’d better go with you."
"I thought your legs were not working."
Ivy pointed at his attire: "Aren’t you not wearing a military uniform, at least help me out."
"Then I might as well wear the uniform."
"Hey, Henry Sullivan," Ivy stomped his foot, this man was intentionally going against her, she could see that clearly.
Henry frowned: "Hurry up and eat, and don’t call my full name outside."
Upon hearing this, Ivy’s eyebrows twitched, she knew it, he was prideful, which was easy to deal with.
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After eating, she went inside to change clothes, Henry helped wash the dishes, when she came out dressed, she wore a short skirt again, he frowned: "You really like wearing short skirts."
"I told you, I didn’t bring long ones," she limped out of the room, seeing her , if she reached the main entrance, it wouldn’t take half an hour for the word to spread that he mistreated her.
He pointed for her to wait, he went to borrow a motorcycle from a local, and in just over ten minutes, he rode back, she sat sideways on the bike and wrapped her arms around his waist, and they rode all the way to town.
She had seen it yesterday, the town wasn’t big, and there were only a few shops selling clothes.
She wasn’t expecting much in terms of fabric, as long as the style was decent it would be fine.
But in fact, even if the style was decent, it was useless because the company she brought today was troublesome.
Too rigid, he rejected all the skirts she liked, only picking out four pairs of long pants for her.
Wearing pants in the height of summer... he might as well let her wear winter leggings.