Divorced ex-husband crying and begging for remarriage

She wanted to get angry, but felt that it had been so long, and it would seem that she was not smart if she got angry again.

Helpless, he could only grit his teeth and glared at Jiang Wan.

In fact, in Jiang Wan's mind, she is really not very smart.

Seeing her glaring at him, Jiang Wan didn't care, she lowered her head and played with her phone, not going to talk to her.

Not long after, the car arrived at the styling shop. This shop seemed to be very famous in the capital. When Jiang Wan and the others arrived, there were already quite a lot of people.

However, Jiang Mian is a senior member of this store, so he naturally has preferential treatment. The two of them were taken into the VIP box. To Jiang Wan's surprise, there were other people inside.

"Xiao Mian, why are you here now? We've been waiting for you for a long time." Someone came up to Jiang Mian and took her arm kindly.

These people are all Jiang Mian's friends, and they came here today to help her vent her anger on Jiang Wan.

Jiang Mian glanced at Jiang Wan, and said seemingly unintentionally: "It's not like you don't know, my sister just came to the capital, and she's not very familiar with this place yet, so my dad asked me to take her with her."

"Oh." Several people responded, and then all looked at Jiang Wan.

Sensing the gazes of these people, Jiang Wan did not show any timidity. She also looked directly at them, nodded with a smile, and simply said hello.

Several people were taken aback, this was different from the woman they imagined from the countryside.

But they are too lazy to care about this, venting Jiang Mian's anger is the most important thing, "You are sister Xiao Mian? You don't look alike at all."

"Really? No wonder Dad suspects that she isn't his own." Jiang Wan replied unceremoniously, even if she really didn't look like her, it was Jiang Mian's problem and had nothing to do with her.

Hearing this, several people's faces were very ugly, especially Jiang Mian.

Looking at Jiang Wan with some dissatisfaction, she said with an aggrieved face: "Sister, how can you say that? I grew up with my father, who is not my own?"

"Xiao Mian, don't be angry. You have to understand your sister. After all, she grew up in the countryside. She probably didn't have a good education. It's normal not to know how to respect people." A friend comforted Jiang Mian, but in fact she was belittling Jiang Mian. Night.

Jiang Mian snickered when she heard this, and looked at Jiang Wan, trying to see some embarrassment on her face, but unfortunately, she didn't see anything, and Jiang Wan still had a calm face.

Seeing that she didn't respond, several people were stunned for a moment, a little surprised that Jiang Wanhui was so calm.

"Let's do the styling first, don't delay the dinner." Someone said.

Jiang Mian nodded. Although she was upset, she still said to Jiang Wan, "Sister, you can choose a dress here, and a stylist will make it for you."

"Oh." Jiang Wan responded casually, not paying attention at all.

Jiang Mian was speechless, what was she pretending to be? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to wear the dress here in your life.

A few people sat down and began to do styling. Jiang Wan was also sitting there, and someone came to do styling for her.

It's just that the other party was going to curl her hair as soon as she came up, and it was still a wool curl. Jiang Wan immediately stopped: "Change to a 32mm curling iron, I don't like small curls."

"Miss, please trust our vision." The other party said, still preparing to continue ironing Jiang Wan's wool rolls.

Jiang Wan frowned, and grabbed the other's wrist: "I said change the curling iron, do you understand?"

There was a lot of movement on her side, and Jiang Mian and the others saw it too, and their expressions were extremely ugly at the moment.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Jiang Mian was furious, even she didn't dare to offend the stylist here, how dare the other party?

You know, this is the most famous store in the capital, and it doesn't just need money.