"I bought it on Central Avenue," Lin Guixiang said with a smile. "You might not believe this, but the store owner said we were fated, so she only charged me a hundred yuan."
A hundred yuan?
Lin Wu narrowed her eyes slightly.
The pure silk material alone was worth more than a hundred yuan.
Not to mention that the entire cheongsam was handmade.
After a moment, Lin Wu turned to Lin Guixiang. "Mom, you've encountered a noble person."
Lin Guixiang nodded, "I think so too."
And there was more.
Lin Guixiang always felt that Huang Shu seemed familiar.
As if she had seen her somewhere before.
Lin Guixiang regretted not adding Huang Shu on WeChat at the time.
Fortunately, she would soon be going to Country P.
Lin Guixiang said with a smile, "Xiao Wu, you should wear this cheongsam for the New Year."
It's red, which is both festive and celebratory.
"Alright," Lin Wu nodded slightly.
After giving the cheongsam to Lin Wu, Lin Guixiang returned to her room.
