Chapter 697: Chapter 328: Su Yu Gifts a Villa, A Young Girl’s Heart is Always Poetic_4
Qian Lele, wearing the dress, walked out.
Zhang Wen’s eyes lit up, and she immediately gave a thumbs-up.
The classic fishtail, waist-hugging little black dress outlined Qian Lele’s tall and graceful figure, looking very sexy and elegant.
The saleswoman beside her timely introduced: “This dress suits you very well, made of imported acetate fibers, double-layered composite twisting texture, not easy to pill or wrinkle, dry and breathable…”
Qian Lele looked at herself in the mirror, a trace of joy and excitement flashed in her eyes.
This was the first time she wore such high-end clothes, and the style was more mature, quite different from her previous student outfits.
Also somewhat similar to what Ding Yao and the others wore.
If she wore this dress to the birthday party, it definitely wouldn’t be as awkward as before.
Of course, what truly made her determined to spend 800 yuan to buy this dress was another important reason.
She hoped Tang Song could see her looking beautiful in this dress.
Subsequently, Qian Lele tried on several other floral dresses.
Finally, following Zhang Wen’s suggestion, she chose the little black dress.
After the discount, it cost 750 yuan, the most expensive piece of clothing she had ever bought.
When scanning the payment code, she could even hear her own heartbeat.
Walking out of the store.
Looking at the sneakers Qian Lele was wearing, Zhang Wen pointed to another shop: “Lele, how about pairing this little black dress with a set of heels? It would look great.”
Hearing Sister Wen’s words, Qian Lele was a little tempted.
After hesitating for a while, she finally shook her head: “No, I’ve never worn high heels, I’m afraid of twisting my ankle.”
This dress was already so expensive, she really couldn’t bear to spend a few hundred more yuan on heels.
The sneakers Ding Yao gave her were quite nice and should match the little black dress.
Also, to buy that birthday gift for Ding Yao online, she already owed more than 1000 yuan on Huabei, which needed to be repaid next month.
“Alright then, it’s a shame our shoe sizes are so different, otherwise I could lend you mine.” 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 homes.
The cool evening breeze brushed against her face, blowing her slightly messy bangs.
Qian Lele clutched the white shopping gift bag with eyes sparkling with joy.
Walking felt so light, as if she were dancing.
She imagined wearing the dress and appearing in front of Tang Song and Ding Yao, wondering what their reactions would be.
As a 20-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, she too had her little moments of happiness.
Just then, a familiar voice sounded in her ears: “Hello, isn’t this the baker Lele?”
The smile on Qian Lele’s face froze, and she turned to see her university dorm mate Duan Fang on a bicycle.
“Fangfang, good evening.”
Seeing the shopping bag in her arms, Duan Fang raised an eyebrow, “Nice, Lele, it seems you’ve made some money and now splurge on Tiff’s clothes.”
Qian Lele quietly explained: “I bought it because I need to attend a friend’s birthday party.”
Duan Fang was taken aback and asked: “Is it Ding Yao’s birthday?”
“Yes, how did you know?” Qian Lele looked up in surprise.
“Hehe.” Duan Fang grinned awkwardly: “I work at the X-Stat party venue near the South Third Ring, I ran into Ding Yao there a few days ago.”
Thinking that she would have to serve Qian Lele at that time made Duan Fang particularly uncomfortable.
Of course, she was also very jealous that Qian Lele had such a rich friend who would invite her to all kinds of events.
Duan Fang twisted the handlebar of her bike and couldn’t help but say sarcastically: “If you ask me, you and Ding Yao aren’t in the same circle, why force yourself in? Her friends wear Celine, Burberry, LV, even if you wear a few hundred yuan Tiff, they still won’t look at you differently, hehe.”
After saying this, she waved her hand and rode away on her bicycle.
Watching her figure gradually disappear into the night.
Qian Lele lowered her head, touching the shopping bag, biting her lower lip hard.
Standing there in a daze for a while, taking a deep breath in the evening breeze, Qian Lele continued walking forward.