Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

The money is hers anyway!

"Now that you have entered the society, you should also learn to dress up yourself. Don't wear black and white and gray all day. Buy more beautiful clothes. It's also festive."

Yang Cuihua himself said this feebly. After that, Yang Cuihua touched the buttons on his clothes. She said this purely to find a place. As a parent, Yang Cuihua has always maintained arbitrary parental authority in front of Qiao Xin.

All the beauties in sacks are beauties. Today, josin is wearing a white dress, which is a little above the knee, and the tail of the dress has a complex pattern of petals. Full of design sense. Wearing Martin boots is the most popular dress in TV dramas.

No, josin looks better than all the actors in the TV series.

Josin is transferring money. After listening to Yang Cuihua's words, he put his fingers on his mobile phone and couldn't even pull his bitter smile. Nice clothes?

Although her clothes are not cheap at all, her wardrobe is full of the latest models of V family.

Even more than half of them are limited in the world. As an old luxury brand in Italy, V family is willing to provide special styles and out of print limited clothes and decorations for the banquet family.

Although she is wearing expensive clothes, it doesn't mean she is an expensive person.

Now joshin is dying of poverty. Call Yang Cuihua all the money in the card.

There is another poor man in the world.

There's no money. The money has been transferred to you! Where did you get the money to buy nice clothes?

Even now the money to transfer the rent is a set of expenses. She's poor now. Even the salesperson hates it when you enter the mall.

Although, at that time, banquet Secretary night gave her a black card. It was said that the amount was unlimited, josin never thought about that card.

Can't refuse the banquet Secretary night given by the strong card. She had to put the black card at the bottom of her purse.

"Today, in addition to coming back to see my brother, it's for this invitation. My engagement ceremony will be held in the lands hotel in ten days. Mom, you can take Xiaoyuan with you."

After thinking about it, josin still took out the red invitation from his bag.

Although she doesn't want Yang Cuihua to participate now, Joe is far from participating in her engagement ceremony. Maybe he will feel a little uncomfortable.

"Engagement? Josin, josin, you don't want to marry a person like Xiao Xia. Which poor man do you want to marry? I won't go if the scene is too shabby."

Hearing the news that Qiao Xin was going to be engaged, Yang Cuihua picked up the invitation in Qiao Xin's hand.

For Qiao Xin, Yang Cuihua never cared much about her adopted daughter.

Even when she adopted josin at that time, it was just to keep an eye on her and prevent her from getting to know the Su family.

And there was a newborn Joe who needed to be taken care of at that time.

"He's not poor. But if you don't want to come, you don't have the energy to stay up so late at night."

Josin had no waves in his eyes and looked very calm.

In fact, at this time, josin doesn't know whether he is disappointed or not.

Or disappointed too many times, has been numb.

"Banquet Secretary night? Who, how old? How much money do you have at home, how big is the house, and what car do you drive?"

Yang Cuihua read the name of the invitation in her hand, frowning.

Isn't he a poor man?