"This, this, this...isn't necessary? It's too wasteful." Jiang Yaling frowned and immediately rejected Song Meiyue's proposal.

However,

Song Meiyue, who was full of guilt for Jiang Yaling, naturally refused to agree and forcibly took her future mother-in-law to a nearby shopping mall.

along the way,

The two sisters chatted about various topics, but Jiang Yaling was basically the one talking, with Song Meiyue occasionally interjecting a few words.

When the two of them arrived at the shopping mall, Song Meiyue took Jiang Qi's mother on her arm and entered the luxury goods stores.

Only half an hour,

Song Meiyue spent 50,000 to 60,000 yuan, which made Jiang Yaling feel bad and said she couldn't bear it. However, Song Meiyue seemed to be unsatisfied and dragged Jiang Yaling to continue shopping at the next brand store.

"Huh?"

"The jeans in this store are okay... but they seem to be quite expensive." Jiang Yaling passed by an unknown brand store and found that the jeans on display were very suitable for her son. She said with emotion: "Forget it... let's go.

, it’s a bit wasteful for Xiao Qi to wear these.”

Song Meiyue took a look at the jeans on display and thought they were quite good, especially suitable for her little husband, and then said, "Auntie, buy them for him!"

As soon as the words fell,

Dragging Jiang Yaling in.

"Ouch!"

"Why are they so expensive? More than eight thousand a pair? Are they made of gold?" Jiang Yaling looked at these jeans, frowned, and murmured to herself.

"Okay."

Song Meiyue didn't care about the price and looked at the jeans as if nothing had happened. Suddenly she found a pair of very good pants, picked them up... and said, "Sister Yaling, what do you think of these?"

"Uh... pretty good."

"That's the price... 18,000," Jiang Yaling said with a frown, "It's a bit outrageous, 180... I think it's more appropriate."

"so so."

"Since we all think it's good, let's buy this one, and Auntie will give it to him to wear." Song Meiyue greeted the waiter, and then said seriously: "This one...give me the 31."

"Mizuki..."

"30...31 may be too big." Jiang Yaling said hurriedly.

Song Meiyue shook her head and replied absently: "Sister Yaling, you don't know, your son's buttocks are a bit curved, and 31 is more suitable for him."

As soon as the words fell,

The atmosphere between the two sisters became tense.

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