I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

Chapter 143: Ideas for Growing Flowers

The meaning of this statement is very deep and goes far beyond the surface.

Shen Jiao didn't expect Fu Sui'er to understand everything. She lowered her eyes and touched her face. "This is Shanshan's. It suits her. Mom will also choose the one that suits you. Accomplishing something doesn't mean giving in."

Fu Suier was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Do you like it?" Shen Jiao quickly adjusted her mood and looked at Jiang Huashan with a smile.

Jiang Huashan nodded, "I like it very much, thank you, godmother."

"Don't thank me yet." Aunt Feng came forward, holding two exquisite gift boxes, one large and one small. "Shanshan, try it."

Jiang Huashan turned to look at Shen Jiao, "Anything else?"

Shen Jiao said casually, "Lan Xi's homecoming banquet is a big event for the Shen family. Although you are not the main characters that day, you also represent the reputation of the Shen family, so you must not take it lightly. Try it on. If there is anything that doesn't fit, there is still time to modify it."

Jiang Huashan's expression was a little subtle. Feng Ma took her hand and said, "Come, follow me."

Feng Ma led her to the side room next door and carefully opened the gift box. "Come, try it."

The dress is a very high-end beige color, with exquisite workmanship and a famous brand design.

With just one glance, Jiang Huashan could clearly tell the difference between Fang Mei and Shen Jiao.

Seeing her staring at the dress in silence, Feng Ma said with a gentle expression, "Shanshan, don't you like it?"

Jiang Huashan shook her head, "No, I like it very much."

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In the main hall, Fu Sui'er walked around the clothes rack and looked at Shen Jiao in astonishment, "Mom, tell me the truth, is Shanshan your illegitimate daughter who is living outside?"

"You stupid kid, what are you talking about?" Shen Jiao almost couldn't help but kick her.

"I was just kidding." Fu Suier quickly smiled and hugged Shen Jiao's arm. "Mom, thank you. Thank you for accepting Shanshan sincerely."

Shen Jiao's expression softened a lot, and she patted her daughter's arm gently. "That's enough, your hair is tied up, get out of the way."

While he was speaking, Jiang Huashan had already changed into her dress.

The dress was a knee-length, waist-hugging dress with thin straps and a huge pink tulle bow at the waist. When Jiang Huashan walked out, she was glowing.

"Wow!"

Fu Suier was nearly killed by the overwhelming attack of the stunning beauty. He jumped up and looked Jiang Huashan up and down. "I've thought of a business opportunity. I'll make a one-to-one replica of you into a Barbie figurine. It's sure to sell well."

Jiang Huashan glanced at her sideways, "So the audience is all middle school-aged, second-year handsome guys like you?"

"Puff~" Fu Suier couldn't help laughing and turned to look at Shen Jiao, "Mom, you have such good taste."

Unexpectedly, Shen Jiao didn't seem very satisfied. She raised her eyelids and looked him up and down. "Shanshan, I don't think this suit is suitable. Can I change it for you?"

Fu Suier was stunned. "Why wouldn't it be suitable? It's so beautiful, it's perfect for me."

Jiang Huashan nodded, "I'm fine with anything. I'll listen to my godmother."

Shen Jiao's brows relaxed slightly, and she stared at Jiang Huashan's face and figure for a long time. After thinking for a moment, she turned around and took a silver gradient dress with two shoulders.

"Go try this one."

"Okay." Jiang Huashan took the dress and went to the side room without saying a word. After a while, she changed and came out.

This dress is much more childish than the previous one. It has puff sleeves, gradient pink petals at the hem, and pink feathers as embellishments on the shoulder straps.

It’s strange to say, it’s the same face, but with a new set of clothes, the visual invasion is gone.

Fu Suier was not very satisfied, "The first one looks better."

"What do you know?" Shen Jiao slapped her away and slowly tidied the feathers on Jiang Huashan's shoulder straps.

"Shanshan, I think this one is more suitable. Look, these feathers are connected together, just like wings. How interesting! Do you like it?"

Jiang Huashan understood Shen Jiao's gentleness and said, "I like it."

Fu Sui'er looked anxious. Shanshan wasn't a real child, so how could she like such childish things? She was afraid that Jiang Huashan was afraid to express her feelings out of courtesy, so she secretly moved behind her and whispered, "If you don't like it, you can just refuse it directly."

Jiang Huashan shook her head. "I don't dislike it." She twitched the corners of her mouth, and the smile in her eyes was a bit childish. "I just like pink wings."

Because the pink wings can take her back to the pink castle.

Princess dresses, puff sleeves, petal tulle and pink feathers, these were indeed her dreams at the age of thirteen.

Shen Jiao was stunned for a moment, raised her hand and touched her head, "She is a smart child."

Although the first dress was beautiful, it over-displayed a beauty that was inappropriate for her age. This kind of beauty was actually a kind of premature ripening. Shen Jiao didn't let her wear it because she was actually protecting her.

Those who can attend Shen Lanxi's banquet are either rich or noble. Those superiors who are accustomed to the world of love and pleasure can tell at a glance who is a unique jewel that can only be inlaid on a crown or scepter; and who is a cheap crystal that can be pinched in the palm of your hand and played with at will.

Shen Jiao treated her as a precious jewel.

Jiang Huashan's label is beauty, and Fang Mei has never wasted her beauty. In her previous life, she missed Shen Lanxi's birthday party, and Fang Mei has been complaining that she missed the opportunity to make friends with noble people. From then on, whenever there was a party in the circle of fame and fortune, Fang Mei would dress her up beautifully and use it as a capital to show off and make friends with others.

Fang Mei treated her like cheap crystal.

Jiang Huashan looked down at her dress and suddenly felt like she was dreaming.

The rules of the upper class are inviolable.

Shen Jiao really planned to raise her as her own child again.

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