Chapter 59 - 59: 059, High-end formal wear

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The wedding is the day after tomorrow, and as bridesmaids, Xing Siqing and Qiao Zixin came over tonight for the dress fitting.

Su Wanwan glanced at the living room before heading to Su Xueqin’s room.

As soon as the door closed, Qiao Zixin asked, “What’s wrong with Wanwan, who upset her now?”

“Who would dare to upset her?” Su Yanyan resentfully removed her earrings, “In this house, grandpa cares for her the most. He even specially had a high-end dress made for her.”

The mention of that dress made her angry. The wedding is hers, and she is the bride.

Su Xueqin is indifferent, but he made a separate dress specifically for Su Wanwan.

She didn’t understand why, as daughters of the Su family, Su Xueqin played such obvious favorites.

“Yanyan.”

Hearing the familiar voice, Su Yanyan hurriedly turned around with a smile, “Aunt Huo, Yuntang, Sister Siqing.”

“Why are you still calling me Aunt even when you’re about to get married?” Huo Qinyu feigned anger.

Su Yanyan shyly lowered her head, and bashfully called out, “Mom.”

Huo Qinyu immediately smiled broadly. She handed the supplements to the maid, then held Su Yanyan’s arm, her eyes involuntarily dropping to her stomach, “How are you, feeling all right today?”

Su Yanyan was taken aback, then quickly replied, “No, no, everything is great.”

“That’s good…”

“Where’s that bitch Su Wanwan?” Xing Siqing scanned the room but didn’t see her.

“Siqing.” Huo Qinyu mildly reproved, “Don’t be so rude.”

Xing Siqing snorted and went over to look at the bridesmaid dresses.

As everyone settled down on the sofa, Qiao Zixin quietly asked, “Weren’t they saying Wanwan was getting married? Why did she come alone? I was looking forward to seeing what her husband looks like.”

“Sis.” Su Yanyan was impatient, “What’s there to see about her husband? He’s just an old man.”

“Old man?”

“He’s thirty, isn’t that considered an old man?”

Qiao Zixin was shocked.

True, being ten years older than Su Wanwan, he could indeed be considered an ‘old man’.

Although, she heard that Su Wanwan married the eldest son from the Huo Family, who is set to inherit the Huo Yuan Group. Such a background was worth it, even if he was a bit older. Even if they divorced, Su Wanwan could still get a large alimony.

Perhaps this cunning girl married that ‘old man’ Huo because of the money?

As Qiao Zixin was contemplating this, the room’s door opened, and Su Wanwan wheeled out Su Xueqin.

When they arrived, Su Xueqin pointed to the yellow gift box at the back of the cupboard, “Wanwan, try on this dress. Let me know if it doesn’t fit, we can still adjust it over the next couple of days.”

Su Wanwan noticed that the bridesmaid dress Qiao Zixin was wearing was a pink one, and the one Xing Siqing was holding was the same. There were also two opened pink gift boxes next to them.

Obviously, Su Xueqin had again splurged on a uniquely customized dress just for her.

Su Wanwan sighed inwardly, yet still smiled sweetly, “Thank you, Grandpa.”

Su Xueqin pointed upstairs, “You can try it on upstairs, there are too many people here.”

“Alright.” Su Wanwan picked up the gift box and went upstairs.

The living room became lively again.

But soon, Jiang Yi seemed to remember something abruptly, and she got up quickly, “Sorry, Qinyu, I need to go upstairs and get something.”

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On the second floor.

Su Wanwan opened her bedroom door only to find it filled with stuff. There were rows of clothes racks up front laden with clothes, and storage cabinets at the back filled with shoe boxes. They blocked off the already small room.

Let alone living there, it was even hard to get in to try on clothes.

Taking a deep breath, she suppressed her bubbling anger and turned to leave.

Just as she reached the top of the stairs, Jiang Yi came up from below.

She smiled and said, “Wanwan, I forgot to tell you, the stuff in your room all belongs to Yanyan.”

Su Wanwan squinted at her, “What’s going on?”

“Well, you’re getting married, right? And Yanyan has been preparing for her wedding, so she temporarily put her clothes and shoes in your room…”

“Her room is so big, isn’t there enough space there? This is my room, not her dressing room!”

Su Wanwan was angry.

No matter what, this room still contained her things.

If we’re talking about getting married, Su Yanyan is too, so why should she stuff her stuff in her room?

And they didn’t even ask her? Aren’t there other empty rooms on the second floor?

“Don’t be angry, I’ll clean it up right now,” Jiang Yi said, then turned towards the stairs, “Yuntang.”

“What’s going on?” Su Yuntang’s impatient voice echoed, “You’re not living here anymore, the room would be empty anyway.. What’s wrong with Yanyan using it a bit?”