After uttering these words coldly, the salesperson raised his chin arrogantly, turned around, and went to entertain other customers.
"It's a mouth that deserves a beating." Xu Jing looked at the salesperson and said angrily.
"She's telling the truth." Being despised by the salesperson, Song Wuyou smiled instead of anger.
Her gaze never left the antique dress, "This dress is beautiful, but there are deficiencies that need to be corrected."
With a little finishing touch, this skirt is really perfect!
"What do you know?" A sharp and mocking voice came from the door.
Song Wuyou turned his head and looked over, a woman who was dressed in fashion and exuded the aura of a wealthy family walked in.
She is Song Jiumei, Song Wuyou's second half-sister.
"This is from the hands of the elder sister. It sold 180 pieces within a month of being on the market, bringing Gu's sales of hundreds of millions. The sales volume determines the ability of the elder sister. What qualifications do you have to dictate here?" Song Jiumei came in front of Song Wuyou, and looked at Song Wuyou coldly with arrogance and contempt.
Seeing that Song Wuyou's attire today was very different from before, Song Jiumei's contemptuous smile was even more obvious, and her eyes were sneaky to look at Song Wuyou from toe to head.
"Yo, you changed your image even though you didn't die in the car accident? Oh, I forgot, you have no image at all. Song Wuyou, didn't you buy this dress four years ago? It's faded and you still wear it? Four The clothes from years ago have long been out of date, and you are reluctant to throw them away? That’s right, the Song family gives you 3,000 yuan of pocket money every month, and you will have nothing to eat, so how can you have extra clothes?”
Song Jiumei's words were very harsh.
Song Wuyou frowned slightly, turned sideways calmly, and raised his hand to cover his nose lightly, as if he smelled a very bad smell.
She glanced at Song Jiumei in disgust, "Did you not brush your teeth this morning, or did you eat something you shouldn't have for breakfast?"
When Song Jiumei heard this, her face immediately became ugly, "Song Wuyou, are you saying that my mouth is stinky?"
Song Wuyou blinked her beautiful eyes, with an innocent light shining, "Did I say that your mouth smells bad? I just want to remind you that you have very bad breath."
"Song Wuyou!" Song Jiumei's face turned red with anger at Song Wuyou's words. The damned woman actually said that she has bad breath
Song Jiumei, like Song Jiuyue, is a daughter who is loved by thousands of people. Being told by Song Wuyou that he has bad breath is like being dismissed by a man who is unsuccessful in pursuing him and has no breasts. It makes people angry and resentful.
"In these days, people who tell the truth seem to have committed a heinous crime." Song Wuyou shook his head helplessly seeing Song Jiumei's face flushed with anger.
"What are you proud of?"
Song Jiumei sneered, "Although you didn't die in this car accident, the child in your stomach died. My sister said that Grandpa Gu agreed with Gu Shao to divorce you. I'm afraid you won't be able to take the position of Mrs. Gu for long. When the time comes I want to see if you can still be so proud of being abandoned by the man you love."
"At that time, you may be very disappointed." Song Wuyou sneered, a look of disgust inadvertently flashed across her beautiful eyes, "Song Jiumei, please shut up and stop talking to me, I have a cleanliness."
When Xu Jing heard this, she almost didn't laugh.
Song Jiumei was very angry again, she glared at Song Wuyou, gnashing her teeth: "Song Wuyou, you are so bold, you dare to call me dirty?"