Yuan Jiajia watched Lin Yuqing breathe hard. Maybe she was tired from standing, or maybe it was something else. Yuan Jiajia smiled. "What, surprised? I have a supplementary card for my husband's account. Is that so hard for you to accept?"
"Oh, don't tell me you thought having one of my husband's cards with a spending limit meant he still had feelings for you." Yuan Jiajia laughed so hard she clutched her stomach and crouched on the floor.
O(∩_∩)O Hahaha~
Once Yuan Jiajia had laughed enough, she wiped away her tears and stood up.
[Bet that makes you mad. I'm having a great time, anyway.]
For the first time, Fang Yao was happy about the gossip.
Bo Miao and Bo Hanmo agreed: of all Fang Yao's thoughts they had heard, this was the only happy one.
Thinking back on Fang Yao's earlier thoughts, Bo Miao and Bo Hanmo remembered how it was always this person was cannon fodder, that person was cannon fodder, or how one person died and then another.
If there hadn't been so many people around, Bo Miao would have wiped away a tear for herself.
(ノ"◑ ◑)ノ"(。•́︿•̀。)
Fang Yao thought it couldn't get any more satisfying. Then Yuan Jiajia did something that made it even better.
Yuan Jiajia took the dress the sales associate had packed up, held it against herself, and asked for her opinion. Then she took a photo in the mirror, tapped at her phone, and sent it off.
She set her phone aside, thought for a moment, then picked it up and sent a voice message. "Honey, what do you think of this dress on me? Does it look good? I don't think it does. I want to change it! I wonder if there's still time?"
Before Yuan Jiajia could even put