Her words made Fan Er pat her shoulder: "Little sister is really becoming more thoughtful."
Lately, Fan Er started calling Fan Rou ’little sister.’ Fan Rou didn’t know what he ant, whether he wanted to make up or had really accepted her as his sister.
But whatever it ant, she didn’t care.
"Thanks for the complint, Second Brother," Fan Rou said sweetly.
Fan Er looked at her with a complex expression and patted her head as a response to her answer.
The sudden affection made Fan Rou feel repulsed and unsure, but luckily, she didn’t shy away, just allowing Fan Er’s palm to pass over her head.
Before the atmosphere changed, the fitting room door finally opened.
Jia Shanliang held her skirt as she stepped out, and at the mont she looked up, her face lit up with joy: "You’re here?"
Fan Er didn’t know where her joy ca from, he looked at her with a feigned smile: "What’s wrong? You seem very eager for my arrival?"
No matter how foolish, Jia Shanliang could see his displeasure on his face, but she still nodded: "Yes, I’m very happy."
"Then I’m sorry, I’m not happy at all."
The store clerks sensed the tense atmosphere and stood far away, fearing trouble.
Fan Er’s words rendered Jia Shanliang speechless, leaving her to bow her head and stand there timidly.
"Don’t put on that look as if you’ve been wronged, back when you married , you weren’t so timid, were you?" Fan Er sneered.
Don’t bla him for not being pleasant; she didn’t know how many strange looks he faced before returning.
Although no one spoke about it, the majority held a spectator’s attitude about him marrying such a woman.
Even Fan Dang started to have opinions about him. Those who knew the situation said he understood the big picture; those who didn’t really thought his taste was so bad, choosing such a woman.
He couldn’t explain, and if he did explain that he was threatened by such a woman, he’d lose face even more.
With nowhere to vent his anger, he could only take it out on her.
Jia Shanliang had to swallow her pride to avoid provoking him.
No one reminded her upon marrying into such a family, she knew what to do.
Fan Rou was too lazy to smooth things over. She had been waiting to watch the drama but didn’t think Fan Er would say nothing more after that line.
"Does the wedding dress fit?" Not wanting to remain silent, and with a mindset of quick resolution, Fan Rou spoke.
Jia Shanliang misunderstood, thinking Fan Rou was helping her out, she glanced at her gratefully: "Except the waist is a bit narrow, it’s fine."
Fan Rou’s hand touched Jia Shanliang’s waist, feeling the tightness, she said: "It is tight, but it can be altered, you don’t need to worry."
Hearing her words, Jia Shanliang was increasingly touched. If there’s one person in that family who treats her well, it’s definitely Fan Rou.
"Second Brother, how is it? Does it look good?" Fan Rou asked Fan Er.
Fan Er sneered: "With a face like that, everything she wears is ugly."
Jia Shanliang hung her head in sha; she knew she wasn’t attractive, ca from a poor background, and was unworthy of him. He didn’t need to constantly remind her.
"Would you like to try another one?" Fan Rou, as if unaware of the chilled atmosphere, asked enthusiastically.
Actually, she feared the store clerks might see what was really happening; with her diation, it still seed like a couple having a spat.
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