Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

But when she thinks about the strange eyes that other people look at her these days, no matter how unhappy she is, she has to endure it.

When the weather calms down, come and clean her up.

Qingting saw a newly opened store, walked in with great interest, glanced at it, picked up a pink and purple dress and compared it to her body.

The material is good, the price is moderate, the style is quite creative, and it takes the mid-range route.

The sales girls surrounded them with crazy sales, drooling and enthusiastic. Looking at the clothes brands on these two girls, you can tell that they are children of rich families and can afford to spend.

Ye Siyu looked down on such a second-rate brand, and rolled her eyes impatiently, "Sister, do you like this kind of cheap goods? You have no discernment. Customization is popular now, unique customization."

All her clothes are made by famous masters, they are the only ones in the world, and they are only worn once. The family made a cloakroom just for her, which is filled with beautiful clothes collected from all over the world.

Qingting smiled calmly, "If my sister is impatient, you can go back first."

"You..." Siyu stomped her feet, she wanted to go back first, but if her parents knew, they would definitely say something about her.

These days, she attended charity dinners with her mother, went to orphanages and nursing homes, and tried her best to restore her image. She went in and out with Ye Qingting, showing her sisterly love, and she couldn't ruin the results of these days' hard work for a moment of anger.

She said she couldn't move Qingting and left, her face was very ugly, so she walked to the door in a fit of anger.

Qing Ting ignored her, and chose carefully on her own, packed up the clothes she liked and swiped her card, anyway, she was using the old man's money, so she didn't feel bad at all.

Suddenly, Siyu at the door let out an excited scream, "Ahhh." She rushed out like a gust of wind without saying hello.

Qingting's heart moved, and she moved to the door to look over, a group of people in neat suits walked over quickly, and the man at the head was imposing and dazzling.

Hey, it's Leng Qirui, wearing a black custom-made handmade suit, facing the wind like a jade tree, outstanding, tall and handsome, like a luminous body, attracting countless eyes.

With obsession on Ye Siyu's face, she rushed forward ecstatically, "Young Master Rui, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here, we are so destined."

She has always been obsessed with him, but she has tried countless methods, but she has never been able to get close to him.

It was rare to meet him, and of course she couldn't let go of such a good opportunity. She straightened her clothes and brushed her hair, nervous and excited, her little face flushed.

Leng Qirui frowned slightly, and glanced at her lightly, "Who are you?"

"Boom..." Ye Siyu was greatly stimulated, did he forget her?

"You...I'm Ye Siyu, the second lady of the Ye family, we met before."

Unprecedented feelings of frustration and humiliation welled up in my heart, I couldn't help but be wronged, she was a gorgeous beauty, all the men who met her admired and flattered her, they circled around her, and even became jealous because of her.

But the man in front of him completely forgot about her, how could this be possible?

Could it be that in his eyes, she was so easily ignored and forgotten?

Leng Qirui suddenly realized, and his expression became more and more indifferent, "Oh, it's that pampered lady who bullies my sisters."

This is too hurtful, Ye Siyu's eyes were red with grievance, and she desperately explained, "No, you misunderstood, it was all a rumor..."

She faltered and mumbled an explanation for a long time, but the coldness in Leng Qirui's eyes became deeper and deeper, and the disdain was beyond words.