As soon as they arrived in the shopping district, Tang Xinrou took the âheatedâ Song Yaoyao to buy a cup of chrysanthemum tea. âYaoyao, drink more. Chrysanthemum tea is good for reducing heat!â she said earnestly.
Song Yaoyao held onto the chrysanthemum tea and puffed her cheeks.
âBut I want to drink milk tea.â
Who wanted to drink something so bland? She didnât want to!
Besides, her heat was in the heart, and it could only be cured by her Gege.
Tang Xinrou simply thought she was whining, so she patted her on the head and said, âBe good. If you donât reduce your heat, you will get pimples. You donât want that, do you?â
When she thought about her Cutie growing a face full of pimples, Tang Xinrou sighed.
To protect her Cutie, she was determined! She was going to add chrysanthemum tea to Song Yaoyaoâs daily drinks menu! And she was going to add a little to her thermos every day.
Song Yaoyao took a sip of the chrysanthemum tea, and said in surprise, âWill I?â
She had never grown pimples.
âYes!â Tang Xinrou said with certainty.
She had been so frightened by her own imagination that she couldnât let Song Yaoyao grow a single pimple. After speaking, she pulled Song Yaoyao into the shopping district with her. âLetâs go! Come buy clothes with me!â
The shopping district was bustling with malls in every direction. Since it was the weekend, it was particularly busy.
Thanks to Song Yaoyaoâs encouragement, Tang Xinrou was beaming in confidence. She knew that if she wanted to see her idol, she had to prepare some battle gear!
That was how they ended up at the shopping district...
Women were born with a passion for shopping. Song Yaoyaoâs eyes were dizzy, and her legs were weak as Tang Xinrou dragged her into one store after another.
Buy buy buy! Swipe swipe swipe!
As they entered another clothes store, Song Yaoyao couldnât move anymore. She waved her hand, sat down, and refused to get back up.
She watched as Tang Xinrou tried on one outfit after another and walked back and forth between the change room and the mirror happily.
In all honesty, Tang Xinrou had a beautiful face and a good body. She stood at a superior-looking height of 170cm, and her slender hips and long legs made her look good in every outfit she tried.
However, the clothes from this particular store were a bit strange.
Yet, the shop assistant wouldnât stop praising her.
âOh, you look so good in this!â
âThis was made for you! To be honest, Iâve never seen anyone look as good in it as you!â
Tang Xinrouâs heart lit up from all the praising. âReally?â She tugged on the sweater and looked at Song Yaoyao. âYaoyao, does it look good?â
She spun around and the tassels on the sleeves swayed.
Rather than giving her opinion, Song Yaoyao asked, âDo you like it?â
Everyone had different tastes. One should not live for the sake of others. The most important thing was whether she liked it herself.
âWell...I guess itâs okay.â
Tang Xinrou had tried on a whole heap of clothes, but nothing really amazed her. Sure, they looked good, but something was missing.
When they heard their conversation, one of the shop assistantsâ expressions changed. Their friendliness immediately disappeared. âThese clothes were designed by our world-famous designer, and they are this yearâs trendiest styles. I suggest you simply take otherâs opinions as reference. The most important thing is still your own thoughts. Donât you think you look great?â
âReally?â
Tang Xinrou tugged on the tassels and asked, âHow much does this sweater cost?â
The shop assistant smiled slightly. âThis design only arrived yesterday, so the price is quite high. Itâs 12000 yuan...â
âSo expensive?â