Chapter 877

Without looking at Yuan Sichun, Shen Fanxing turned to Lan Xianxian and urged, “Go and change.”

Lan Qianqian couldn’t ask for more and hurried to the fitting room.

“Yingying, I think this dress is indeed pretty. It should suit you. Why don’t you try it too? Waiter, is there any smaller size for that dress? Give us one.”

The salesperson hurriedly nodded and said, “Yes, we were worried that we would encounter such a situation today, so we specially prepared two sets. Since you’re sisters, I thought that it would be even more stunning if you wore them together.”

A glint flashed across Lan Yingying’s eyes. She wiped her tears and smiled at Yuan Sichun.

The shop assistant brought the brand new clothes over. Lan Yingying held the clothes and walked into the fitting room happily under Shao Ziqian’s doting gaze.

From Lan Xianxian’s back, she realized that this gown was really beautiful.

It was the kind of outfit that gave off an aura of elegance.

It was a pity that her face and her dejected expression couldn’t support the dress.

She was confident that she would be even more stunning in this gown.

As for Lan Xianxian, so what if she wore the same gown as her?

In the eyes of everyone, she would just be a joke.

Lan Qianqian took off her clothes and changed into her original outfit. When she walked out of the fitting room, Lan Yingying walked out confidently in the same outfit.

However, when she put on an act and waited for the expected praise, she didn’t notice the calmness and awkwardness in their eyes.

“She’s beautiful, Yingying.”

Yuan Sichun’s brain worked the fastest. However, after she said that, the atmosphere in the quiet store became even more awkward. Anyone would feel awkward when hearing such comforting praise.

However, Yuan Sichun immediately turned to Shao Ziqian and asked, “What do you think, Mr. Shao?”

Shao Ziqian smiled at Lan Yingying and nodded. “Of course she’s beautiful.”

Women were sometimes sensitive to compliments from men.

Shao Ziqian’s duplicity made Lan Yingying feel a little disappointed.

She still remembered the shock in Shao Ziqian’s eyes when he stared at Lan Qianqian’s back.

She frowned and turned around. After a while, she turned around and looked at everyone.

“Does the back look good?”

“Yes,” Shao Ziqian said with a smile, but his eyes were on Lan Xianxian.

Lan Xianxian’s figure was slender and exquisite. Her waist looked soft and slender. Her legs were long and slender, her shoulders were thin, and her back was exquisite. Even the curve of her neck was beautiful. Wearing this modified cheongsam, she looked exquisite, noble, and elegant. She had the classic beauty of an oriental woman.

On the other hand, Lan Yingying’s figure was seductive and sexy. Her pair of voluptuous breasts was too eye-catching. When she walked, one could even see her breasts trembling slightly, almost bursting through the fabric on her chest.

She had maintained her figure, but compared to Lan Xianxian, she looked much fatter.

When she wore this cheongsam, not only did she not have any elegance, but she also looked tacky. She looked like a woman from a certain era who specialized in soliciting customers for sex.

Of course, this kind of voluptuous body was naturally what men liked the most.

Yuan Sichun didn’t say anything else. If she gave an affirmative answer, she would be included in the consequences. She wasn’t that stupid.

Lan Xianxian looked at Lan Yingying quietly and said to the salesperson,

“Sorry, I don’t want this...”

Hearing her words, Lan Yingying raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled.

“Don’t be like that, Xianxian. It’s rare for you to come out to shop. If you like it, buy it. We’re sisters. No one will say anything if we wear the same dress. Instead, it will make our relationship look harmonious, right? I believe Mom and Dad will be happy to see us getting along well. Or... do you still mind me being with Ziqian?”

Shao Ziqian’s gaze swept towards Lan Xianxian, who was tidying the clothes in her arms. She didn’t look up, but her voice was calm.

“I don’t mind.”

There were no unnecessary words.

For some reason, Shao Ziqian felt suffocated.

At this moment, Yuan Sichun said, “Auntie Bo will be back tomorrow. I plan to hold a welcome party for her the day after tomorrow. Come over and warm up the atmosphere. Xianxian, you will come too, right?”

“...”

“Of course she’s going. She’s never attended a banquet before. I’ll bring her to see the world the day after tomorrow.”

Then, he would completely become her foil, making everyone widen their eyes to see the reason why Shao Ziqian chose to abandon Lan Xianxian.

Which man would be willing to marry an ugly woman?

Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow at Yuan Sichun and her lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

The welcome banquet.

Ha.

“Shop assistant, wrap up my sister’s gown and put it on my tab.”

Lan Yingying’s imagination was too beautiful. Afraid that Lan Xianxian wouldn’t buy it, she bought it for her.

“No...”

Lan Xianxian was about to reject when Shen Fanxing stopped her.

The shop assistant had already run over to pack the bags.

Not long after, she handed the bag to Lan Xianxian.

Shen Fanxing took the bag and pulled Lan Xianxian towards the door.

Knowing that she couldn’t dissuade Shen Fanxing, Lan Xianxian gave up and put the matter aside.

Anyway, she wouldn’t attend the banquet, let alone wear clothes.

What was Lan Yingying thinking? She wasn’t a fool. She wasn’t stupid enough to be her foil.

“What... what do you want to buy next?” Lan Xianxian asked softly.

“Buy a set of clothes for my Mr. Bo.”

Ever since she called Bo Jinchuan that at the hospital, she liked it.

Her Mr. Bo!

So far, there was nothing more possessive than this.

Shen Fanxing’s answer made Yuan Sichun tense up. When she turned around, Shen Fanxing had already led Lan Xianxian towards the exclusive area for men’s clothing brands.

She frowned and turned to Lan Yingying and Shao Ziqian with a smile.

“You two can continue shopping. I have something else to buy. Let’s have breakfast tonight.”

“Okay. See you tonight.”

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However, on the way, Shen Fanxing saw Yuan Sichun following her through a decorative mirror.

She narrowed her eyes and gradually stopped in her tracks.

Lan Xianxian was puzzled. “What’s wrong?”