Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

Arriving at Daqianmen, Wang Jianjun walked around the tavern before finding Chen Xueru's silk shop.

Shen Chuxia originally thought she was just buying an ordinary piece of clothing.

But looking at the size and decoration of the silk shop, you can tell that it must not be cheap.

I wanted to refuse out of habit, but when I thought of the stack of money my man had, I said nothing more.

It feels so good to be pampered by my man.

The two entered the store, and Wang Jianjun glanced around and found Chen Xueru sitting in front of the counter, bored.

Today she changed into a goose yellow cheongsam embroidered with flowers.

The outfit was indeed beautiful, and it made Liao Yucheng, the manager of the public office standing by, drool.

I don’t know if this woman did it on purpose.

It seems like this woman in the drama is just attracted by the guy’s conditions and wants to seduce him.

As a result, he failed to seduce her and instead lost a large sum of money.

"Boss Chen, I'm here to buy clothes."

Chen Xueru was secretly observing Liao Yucheng's reaction.

When I heard a familiar voice, I turned around and found that it was Wang Jianjun.

"Oh, it's Brother Ye. Today... today are you here with your girlfriend to pick out clothes?"

Chen Xueru saw that Wang Jianjun was in a good mood.

But when he saw Shen Chuxia next to Wang Jianjun, he felt a little embarrassed.

She suddenly remembered that Wang Jianjun seemed to have a fiancée.

Could it be the person in front of me?

Looking at the youthful and beautiful Shen Chuxia, whose face was much prettier than her own.

Chen Xueru had to admit that she was jealous.

How can he poach people from this place?

Even if she had a golden hoe, she couldn't do it.

Especially since Shen Chuxia is holding Wang Jianjun's hand at this moment, it is obvious that the two of them must have a good relationship.

Shen Chuxia became curious when she heard Chen Xueru talking about Brother Ye.

But Wang Jianjun secretly pinched her hand, and she stopped talking.

For some reason, she was wary of this woman whom she had only met once.

Although the other person is not as pretty as herself, she is more feminine.

This is something only married women have.

Shen Chuxia instantly thought of a word.

Vixen.

Chen Xueru's expression is simply a textbook example of acting skills, and she is specifically designed to teach people how to play the role of a vixen or a bad woman.

Because of the subjective bad impression, Shen Chuxia's attitude towards Chen Xueru was rather cold.

Chen Xueru was a smart person and knew that the girl was wary of her.

But she pretended to know nothing and chatted with Wang Jianjun:

"Speaking of which, Brother Ye, I haven't seen you in the tavern for a long time. What have you been busy with recently?"

"I'm busy preparing for the wedding. I came here today just to prepare some clothes for my fiancée."

Wang Jianjun said, looking at Shen Chuxia:

"Chuxia, feel free to pick any color material you like. You, a girl, definitely know more than a grown man like me."

Shen Chuxia's eyes began to sparkle as she looked at the dazzling array of silk fabrics in the store. Every girl loves beauty. She directly pulled Wang Jianjun to pick out fabrics one by one in the store.

Then ask Wang Jianjun for his opinion from time to time.

Wang Jianjun didn't quite understand these things, and in the end it was Chen Xueru who gave her some suggestions.

After all, she is the owner of a silk shop and a model in the shop, so Chen Xueru has a unique vision.

The colors and styles of fabrics she picked were all to Shen Chuxia's liking.

Wang Jianjun glanced at the fabrics in the store and suddenly asked:

"By the way, Boss Chen, do you have any bright red fabric?"

"Yes, but bright red doesn't really suit your girlfriend. How about changing to burgundy?"

"Then please help me pick out a red fabric that's suitable for my wedding. We're getting married in a few months, and I want to make a cheongsam for Chuxia."

"For a wedding? The clothes made from the cloth just now are actually enough. The bright red cheongsam is not suitable for daily wear."

"It's okay. For such an important day as your wedding, you should make a separate piece of clothing. You can keep it as a souvenir in the future."

Chen Xueru felt jealous when she heard what Wang Jianjun said. She was also a woman but she was not treated so well.

The same dress she wore at her wedding was later worn as her daily wear.

Later, she burned the dress after she divorced her first husband.

Chen Xueru looked at Shen Chuxia and couldn't help but sighed:

"Sister, you are so lucky. All we women want in our lives is to marry a good husband. You have luckily found one."

Chen Xueru said this sincerely without any affectation in her tone.

"Boss Chen, you're welcome."

Shen Chuxia just smiled and looked at Wang Jianjun.

This guy was thoughtful enough to prepare clothes specifically for his wedding.

Chen Xueru took Shen Chuxia to pick out fabrics for the wedding.

After choosing, he took her to the inner room to measure the size.

When the two came out again, Shen Chuxia's face was a little blushing.

Chen Xueru looked at Wang Jianjun with a complicated expression, thinking that this man really got a great bargain.

Shen Chuxia is not only beautiful, but also has a naturally gifted figure that makes everyone envious.

So much so that her hands took advantage of it when measuring the size just now.

I really envy these two people.

"I've taken your measurements. I'll make one piece from each of the six materials. Two spring suits, two summer suits, one winter suit, and a cheongsam for your wedding. The total is one hundred and twenty-three fifty-seven yuan. I'll round off the decimal and give it to you as 120 yuan."

The price is quite expensive, averaging 20 yuan per piece.

But the clothes are really good quality.

The materials in Chen Xueru's store are high-end goods specially imported from Hangzhou.

It's good value for money.

He took out 240 yuan from his pocket and handed it over, saying:

"Boss Chen, here is two hundred and forty dollars. Give me two of each of the same size for the clothes you mentioned just now."

"Ah? Two pieces? Then...what about the one for the wedding?"

“Two too.”

"But you only need to wear a cheongsam for a wedding, right?"

Wang Jianjun's action directly confused Chen Xueru.

"It's okay, just do it. Is that okay, Chuxia?"

Wang Jianjun said this and then looked at Shen Chuxia and asked.

The meaning is self-evident.

Shen Chuxia didn't know what he was thinking yet, so she quietly pinched his waist before saying:

"Just make two sets, Boss Chen. I have another use for the other one."

Chen Xueru understood.

As a married woman, she instantly recalled some of the joys of the boudoir.

Some of these things she had only heard of.

I didn’t expect that this young man Ye, who looks small, has such a cunning mind.

Wang Jianjun had no idea that Chen Xueru's mind was full of dirty trash at the moment.

He bought two identical sets of clothes naturally for Shen Maiqiu.

One of the joys of being twin sisters is naturally wearing the same clothes.