Zhu Mengyang smiled happily and felt that he had got the baby. When he walked side by side with Huang Xiaonan, he inadvertently looked down and saw the shoes Huang Xiaonan was wearing, like those worn by high school students, white sneakers.

"Xiao Nan, go and buy you shoes," said Zhu Mengyang, turning his head to Huang Xiaonan and pinching the tip of her nose.

"Ah! It hurts!"

All pinched the tip of Huang Xiaonan's nose red. Can it not hurt? The pain screamed twice.

"Does it hurt so much? Look at the way you hurt. All right, baby, let's go. My husband will lead you to buy shoes." Zhu Mengyang rubbed her nose again, saying it was very numb.

Originally, Huang Xiaonan was very angry. It was too heavy, but he didn't take revenge at the thought of Zhu Mengyang buying shoes for himself.

She didn't want to waste Zhu Mengyang's money, but those shoes really didn't match those tens of thousands of clothes.

Wearing unmatched clothes, no matter how expensive, there is no temperament.

When they came to the shoe selling floor, Huang Xiaonan was dazzled. The shoes were like exhibits, under the light, on a special shoe rack.

The price must be expensive. Huang Xiaonan saw that it was tens of thousands.

Zhu Mengyang did look calm and looked around to help her choose a suitable store.

"Xiaonan, I think that's a good house. Go and have a look at her house." Zhu Mengyang looked at Huang Xiaonan and said.

Huang Xiaonan didn't know the name of the shop at all. They were all in English. However, not because she doesn't know English, she hasn't heard of it.

"Meng Yang, don't buy too expensive shoes. It's almost OK." Huang Xiaonan said faintly.

"You really have to learn how to dress up. Look at fashion magazines when you're free. By the way, you'll call Ning Huaihuai and ask her where she got her beauty card. I'll take you to get one."

Zhu Mengyang is very kind to Huang Xiaonan. He is good from the bottom of his heart. He can think of such careful things.

"No, it's a waste of time. I haven't achieved that kind of enjoyment."

"Why can't you reach it? If I ask you to go, you can go. Go and buy shoes first. Don't just look at the price like when you buy clothes. You must look at the style and buy home. If you don't like it, it won't cost more money." Zhu Mengyang said seriously.

Huang Xiaonan saw that what Zhu Mengyang said was reasonable, and others didn't say they were reluctant to give up money. He still cared about there.

"Well, what do you like? I'll give you a present later." Huang Xiaonan said with his head down and nails buttoned.

When she said it, she was also a little guilty. Can there be thousands of dollars in such a luxurious shopping mall?

"No, keep your money by yourself," said Zhu Mengyang.

At this time, they had entered the shoe counter.

Huang Xiaonan looked around and thought most of them were very good-looking. Any style would do. But when I think of my new clothes, I still want to buy a pair that can match my clothes.

But I'm sorry to tell the service staff, so I quietly walked up to Zhu Mengyang, "Mengyang, I'm too picky about so many styles. Hey, I don't know which style matches the clothes I just bought. Please help me choose!"

For example, Huang Xiaonan, who was born in a poor family, didn't develop aesthetic habits at all. It's almost good.

However, she felt that Zhu Mengyang brought her here today, not to be almost, but to be better. So she had no idea.

It's normal, however, not to mention that she can't make up her mind to choose such valuable things for her. How many girls just can't make up their mind to buy things and always like to ask the people next to them.

Women may have this problem, not because things are expensive and cheap.

Zhu Mengyang slightly hooked his lips, raised his eyes and looked at Huang Xiaonan. "You don't have to match the clothes. Which pair you like to take, buy what you like first. In the end, you really can't match the shoes with the clothes."

Zhu Mengyang's meaning is very clear. As long as Huang Xiaonan likes it, he can buy it if he likes it. There is no need to consider whether it fits with clothes or not.

Buy what you like first, and then consider matching it with clothes.



"Ah?! No." Huang Xiaonan looked at Zhu Mengyang in surprise.

"There's nothing wrong. If you're told to do so, just do what I want. Go, choose, and I'll sit here and have a rest."

Huang Xiaonan had to choose by himself. According to his usual style, he chose a pair, not high heels. He put on his shoes and showed Zhu Mengyang the effect.

"HMM... OK, take this pair first. It's just a flat heel. It's still like your usual style. It's suitable for wearing casual clothes. What you just bought is not casual. In this way, you can return the new clothes and let them choose for you." Zhu Mengyang looked at the waiter next to him and said, "you can help choose two matching shoes later. You should be more mature."

"Yes, sir, no problem."

The two pairs selected by the waiter for Huang Xiaonan are very women. They have high heels. After wearing them, their legs look longer. They are more attractive to women.

Without saying a word, Zhu Mengyang asked him to wrap it up.

Huang Xiaonan heard him say wrap it up and quickly said, "wait a minute, I don't want the pair I chose just now, just these two pairs." she looked at the waiter who helped her choose shoes.

"Oh, miss, you look good. Your feet are very thin. You should pay attention. This gentleman says it's good-looking. It's Martha's latest style."

"Well, Xiao Nan, take it. Change your sneakers and wear the new ones. Let's choose a suit to match these shoes."

"No, well, wrap it up," Huang Xiaonan said, biting his lips.

But she also listened to Zhu Mengyang and changed into the pair of flat shoes she had just chosen.

She thought, it's tens of thousands of dollars. It's gone again. She can't buy any more. She feels guilty.

If all rich people think like her, there will be no luxury brands. Too many rich people are super wasteful. We can't say that others are wasteful. The key is that there is no place to spend money. Don't you have to buy good things.

Now, Huang Xiaonan has several bags in his hand. He really looks like Mrs. Kuo, who can buy whatever he wants.

She didn't ask Zhu Mengyang to help her. Those things were not heavy and she could carry them.

The main reason is that she is embarrassed to let Zhu Mengyang take it. People don't say that they buy so many things for themselves. They are boss level people. Only others give him a bag, but they don't give him a bag.

"Meng Yang, let's go home and don't spend money."

"Money is spent. Go to another counter and choose a suit to match this pair of shoes." Zhu Mengyang looked at it and Huang Xiaonan said.

"No, I can't spend your money anymore. I'll buy it myself when I have time."

Zhu Mengyang's face sank and looked straight at her, "if you let go, you can go. There's so much nonsense."

So he led Huang Xiaonan to buy a suit of casual clothes he liked.

Huang Xiaonan has another bag in his hand. He can't take it anymore. It's not because it's heavy. It's because there are many bags. It's difficult to take it.