Zhou Lanfang glared at Shen Mianmian and said irritably, "What kind of taste do you all have? How are her clothes any good? They're just some old rags that others discarded, picked up by Li Chunhua for her to wear."
The wife of the Zhang family pouted unhappily, "So what if your family made money, we're not asking for yours, why hide and hoard it then?"
Old rags?
Since when do old rags look like this?
Although she hadn't been to the city many times, she could still tell the quality of the basic fabric.
Did Li Chunhua's family own a mine to be giving Shen Mianmian such nice clothes?
Auntie Liu joined in, "Even if the clothes aren't expensive, these little leather shoes must be."
She thought to herself, Shen Jianhua had finally come to his senses and started treating his daughter well.
Seeing everyone gathered around Shen Mianmian, Zhou Siyu, who was already green with jealousy, adjusted her expression and walked over.