Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 259 Insufficient Balance
Xue Qian couldn't bear it the most, and rushed over with a scream, "Sister Wei, you are so beautiful! I want to take a photo of you and send it to the colleagues group!"

"Don't!" Song Zhiwei hurriedly stopped, "I didn't buy someone else's wedding dress, so what kind of photos are you taking?"

He Yuxiu also walked over with a smile on her face, and nodded with satisfaction: "My daughter is indeed born well, look at how beautiful this wedding dress is!"

"Auntie is right, ma'am, you are really beautiful in your dress." The shopping guide also praised, "Your temperament, figure, and skin all match this wedding dress well. To be honest, there are already several wedding dresses in this wedding dress." The customers have tried it, and they all have good figures, but some have too full bodice, which ruins the dreamy feeling of the whole wedding dress, and some have dull skin, which is set off by the silk surface, making it even darker. In your case Before I put it on, I didn't expect you to be so well dressed, it's so beautiful."

Song Zhiwei looked in the mirror again and again, and also felt that this wedding dress was very beautiful and delicate, and it was different from those ordinary styles on the street.

But good-looking is good-looking, and the price is also very "good-looking".

She took a peek at the price tag just now, and it turned out to be as high as six figures, which is not something ordinary people can afford.

So even though she likes it very much, she deliberately pretended to be picky: "I feel that the lace on the arm is a bit prickly, and it's not very comfortable to wear. Forget it, let me take a look."

Xue Qian came up and touched it, "It's very soft, it shouldn't pierce."

Being exposed by the "pig teammate", Song Zhiwei rolled her eyes speechlessly, and said directly: "The price does not match the wearing experience. As I said just now, you can't buy too expensive ones, for the sake of the Wei family's reputation."

"Ma'am, if you don't use imported fabrics, and replace the broken diamonds and pearls on the silk surface with sea pearls of lower quality, the price will only be tens of thousands of dollars." The shopping guide said.

Tens of thousands of dollars is acceptable.

But Song Zhiwei had other worries, "According to what you said, the wedding dress should be made now, and I can't wait too long."

"If you pay the deposit today, it will take about a month." The shopping guide said, "Because it happens that the chief designer of our brand will fly to China this month. It's pretty much the same on you."

But one month, He Yuxiu thought it was too long.

"Forget it, let's look at it again, a month is a bit long." She decided.

Song Zhiwei had no choice but to take off her wedding dress.

The other shops I looked at later also had beautiful styles, but just like the first one, it would take at least a month to order.

"Sister Wei, the construction period for handmade wedding dresses is long, and one month is considered short." Xue Qian kept lobbying, "Those ordinary brands can change it for you in a week, but their products are obviously not as good as others. I I can assure you that if you look at these brands and then look at those ordinary brands, you will definitely not like them.”

Song Zhiwei thought that one month was not bad, but He Yuxiu felt that it was too long.

"It will take a lot of time to make adjustments after it's done well. I hope you guys can organize the wedding as soon as possible so that you won't encounter any more troubles." He Yuxiu's idea is very simple. Song Zhiwei rushed for bad luck, so as not to encounter anything again.

"Then let's go to another place to see." Song Zhiwei is casual about these things, after all, things that are only worn once are not too particular.

"I bought the goldware first." He Yuxiu said.

She expected that the man's mother would not buy the "three golds", so she asked Wei Changkong to give the money, and she bought it for her daughter herself.

Buying gold utensils is easy, just let He Yuxiu choose.

But when it was time to pay the bill, I found that the styles He Yuxiu had chosen were all expensive, and when I swiped the card, I found that the balance was not enough, and there was still a difference of about [-].

"Then change the bracelet to something thinner." Song Zhiwei suggested.

"No, this goes with the necklace." He Yuxiu refused, "I didn't buy you a gold tiara, so I saved money. No, I'll call your father-in-law and ask him to bring the money."

"Don't." Song Zhiwei didn't want her mother to ask Wei Changkong for money again, so she said, "Wei Xuan's salary card is with me, so just swipe his card."

Because her card was given to her mother as living expenses, she could only use Wei Xuan's card.

Song Zhiwei did the math, except for the one time Wei Xuan took out a few thousand yuan in the past few months, the rest of the card should be tens of thousands.

So she handed it to the salesperson to swipe the card.

however--

"Ma'am, your card has insufficient funds."

"How come?" Song Zhiwei froze for a moment, she knew how much Wei Xuan's salary was every month, and it was three months' salary, so it was impossible that 1 yuan was not enough.

However, the POS machine just prompts that the balance is insufficient.

Song Zhiwei had no choice but to swipe the card that stored the decoration funds.

Xiao Xiang was carrying the gold, and Song Zhiwei decided to go to the ATM to check the balance of Wei Xuan's card.

When she saw that the balance was only a few thousand yuan, she couldn't help calling Wei Xuan quickly, and she said: "Wei Xuan, your card has been stolen! The money on it is obviously not enough, call the police!"

However, Wei Xuan said: "The card is normal, I have a text message to remind."

"Did you only pay a few thousand yuan in salary in the past three months?" Song Zhiwei didn't believe it.

Wei Xuan explained: "The salary is more than this amount, but part of it is used by me elsewhere, and I will explain it to you tonight."

Song Zhiwei thought that since Wei Xuan had said so, it was not good to ask further, "Okay."

"How is it? The card was not stolen, right?" He Yuxiu was very concerned about money.

"No, he said he used part of it." Song Zhiwei muttered strangely, "But the cards are all with me. When did he get them?"

"Transfer online banking." Xue Qian interjected, "How easy it is."

"That's right." Song Zhiwei nodded, temporarily putting this question to the back of her mind.

Before leaving, she suddenly thought of checking another card.

It was the one with hundreds of thousands of decoration money in it, but because of Qin Ma's illness, a small part of the card had already been spent.

After inserting the card and entering the password, Song Zhiwei became angry when she saw the number on it clearly, "Why is the money missing by [-]! It must have been transferred by Song Shiwen!"

He Yuxiu was also surprised, "Are you sure it's him?"

"It must be him!" Song Zhiwei was so angry that she wanted to pick up a knife and go after Song Shiwen. "This card passed through his hands besides me! It must have been taken away when paying the medical bills that night! I said He's not at home these days, how can he have money to spend his time, so he stole my money!"

She immediately called Song Shiwen and called him back.

When she saw him riding an expensive motorcycle, she beat him up without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)