"Wife, do you think I'm a rich second generation?"

Hu Weicheng asked instead of answering.

Xia Xiaoyu shook his head and objected to this statement.

"No, you're certainly not!"

Hu Weicheng was curious and asked, "Why?" ”

Xia Xiaoyu said with disdain, "If you were a rich second generation, you wouldn't marry a woman like me!" ”

Emperor of Truth!

"What kind of woman does the wife think the rich second generation should marry?"

Hu Weicheng smiled and squinted his eyes and continued to ask.

"Isn't the rich second generation a perfect match for Bai Fumei? Even if it's the turn of the Internet celebrity lady, it won't be the turn of a little woman like me. ”

Yes, Xia Xiaoyu is very self-aware, and he is not naïve to fantasize about himself as Cinderella or anything like that.

As for Hu Weicheng, he is a little handsome and rich, if he is single, he must be a hot item, but he has two oil bottles, which makes it difficult for him to find a wishful object, so he retreated and found Xia Xiaoyu like this.

It must be like this!

Xia Xiaoyu thought so in his heart.

Hu Weicheng smiled helplessly, and then said, "Wife, don't be presumptuous!" ”

"Huh~"

"Do I have one?"

"I'm recognizing the facts and seeing myself clearly!"

Xia Xiaoyu retorted.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Arguing with a woman to win or lose is looking for death, so Hu Weicheng is just to the point.

Yes, good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls are not available to everyone.

In Hu Weicheng's cognition, Xia Xiaoyu belongs to one of the interesting souls, but she didn't realize it.

"Wife, we want this dress, then you go buy another set, what's the matter?"

Xia Xiaoyu was puzzled.

"This dress looks so good, why buy one!"

This dress is so expensive, she feels that it is a waste of money to buy a dress, and to buy another set is not to waste more money.

Therefore, Xia Xiaoyu refused.

"Hu Weicheng, give me a reason?"

"Wife, this dress is too revealing, at home, you can wear it for me to see alone, it's fine, as for going out, it's better to change it."

Belch......

Xia Xiaoyu looked at herself in the mirror and in a dress, and couldn't believe her ears.

Hu Weicheng actually said that this dress is too revealing!

Is he misleading about the word exposure!

The dresses are all the same, and the places that should be covered are all covered!

And the one Xia Xiaoyu tried on was long to the knees, without showing her chest or back!

Excuse me, where is the exposure!

Xia Xiaoyu then asked rhetorically.

"Hu Weicheng, what kind of don't you call?"

At this time, Hu Weicheng naturally picked up a set of long skirts, which were long to the ankles and sleeves, like a cheongsam, but not a cheongsam.

"That's it, slightly better!"

Yes, Hu Weicheng's so-called non-exposure means that she is like an ancient woman, wrapping herself tightly, except for her face and neck, there is no piece of flesh.

Gotta be too lazy to take care of you!

"Wife, really, this one is also good-looking, why don't you try it?"

Xia Xiaoyu obediently took the long skirt, and did not go to the fitting room stupidly for the first time, but directly looked at the tag price.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, thousand, thousand, one hundred thousand.

It's hard to make a mistake!

Xia Xiaoyu counted again, 1,2,3,4,5,6, yes, that's right, 6 digits!

188888 yuan!

A long skirt, so expensive, excuse me, is it a dress made of silk woven by fairies?

Soon, the salesman helped Xia Xiaoyu answer his doubts.

"This gentleman, he has a good eye, this long skirt is designed by a famous Italian designer himself, and it is exclusively for sale in Kola Fragrance Clothing Workshop, which is the only one."

Oh~

It sounds very high-end and atmospheric!

It's just, Xia Xiaoyu doesn't want it!

That's a few years of her salary!

Can't afford it!

No need!

She is not a star, she needs to wear famous brands and attend various banquets!

It's better to be pragmatic, save some money, and raise a baby, which is the king.

"But I don't like it!"

Xia Xiaoyu refused Hu Weicheng's request to try it on.

Even if Hu Weicheng is rich, he can't be so willful, after all, he is really like in the Han drama, terminal cancer and dying, and the inheritance must be left to her to take care of the children.

"What about this set?"

Hu Weicheng picked up another set at random.

It looks like a suit, but it's not a suit, Xia Xiaoyu can't say which type it is, but it's good-looking, it's good.

Xia Xiaoyu flipped over the tag again, and looked at it, tsk, 6 digits, the first number, 1 became 2, yes, it was worth 288888 yuan.

Immediately, he said against his will.

"It's not pretty!"

As if worried that Hu Weicheng would take out another one that was more expensive than these, Xia Xiaoyu spoke directly.

"Don't choose, I just need this dress, I like it!"

No, she wants this because this one is the cheapest, and it's still within her affordability range, so it's a big deal, I bought this one and eats instant noodles every day.

In the end, Hu Weicheng still compromised!

"Well, that's all!"

Hu Weicheng didn't blink his eyes, paid, and it was done.

"Let's go!"

"Wait!"

Xia Xiaoyu pointed to the blazer that Hu Weicheng threw into the trash and said.

"That, trouble this young lady, wrap this blazer for me, I'll take it!"

Belch......

The audience was silent!

"Wife, that dress is dirty, no need for it!"

In Hu Weicheng's wardrobe, all such suits are lost, and it is not in the way to lose one or two.

"No, you don't, I want it!"

Xia Xiaoyu has a firm attitude.

"Wife, why do you want these clothes?"

Obviously, Xia Xiaoyu can't wear it, even if it is washed, Hu Weicheng will not wear it again, because that dress has been touched by two women he doesn't like, and it is disgusting.

"Your clothes are brand new, not damaged, well preserved, should be ninety percent new, if you hang it on a second-hand website, you should be able to make a little money."

Although, you may not even be able to earn a fraction of 18888, but at any rate, it is good to buy two more packs of instant noodles.

Xia Xiaoyu's idea made Hu Weicheng dumbfounded.

"Wife, are you really that poor?"

"Actually, if you speak, my husband and I ......"

Before Hu Weicheng finished speaking, Xia Xiaoyu had already gone back!

"Hu Weicheng, this is called recycling, give full play to its maximum value, you may have money, there is no shortage of a blazer, but in the place you can't see, many people can't afford it."

Yes, this kind of thing, Xia Xiaoyu encountered a lot in the year she graduated from college.

Many recent college graduates, because their families are poor, cannot afford to buy a formal suit, but in order to get their first job, they have to wear suits, for which a new industry is popular, renting suits.

What's more, some elderly people in the workplace, in order to participate in some high-end parties, will also rent brand-name suits.

Therefore, for Hu Weicheng's behavior of throwing suits, Xia Xiaoyu feels that this behavior is shameful.

Therefore, as a good wife and mother, she wants to recycle this suit.

Yes, it must be so!

"Wife, you are really a good wife who is diligent and thrifty!"

Regarding Hu Weicheng's recognition, Xia Xiaoyu also nodded approvingly.

"I think so too!"