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Everyone wanted to ask Shen Xiaomeng about what happened after going to Hao Chuanze's house, but they were afraid of touching on something that might upset her. Although everyone was eager to gossip and add some humor to the dormitory, since Shen Xiaomeng wasn't bringing it up herself, they felt it was inappropriate to ask.
On the other hand, Jiang Liuying had changed a lot since the start of the semester. Not only was she wearing long skirts, but she also sported high-heeled sandals, making her appear more feminine than before, which caught everyone's attention.
"Ah, those are Daphne's sandals!" Shen Xiaomeng exclaimed. She was very familiar with fashion and brands; just a glance at the style was enough for her to identify the brand.
Everyone gathered around to confirm that they were indeed Daphne sandals.
"Daphne? What is Daphne?" Despite Jiang Liuying's usually cool demeanor, she had no awareness of brand names and was essentially illiterate when it came to them.
"Those sandals are from the brand Daphne; they're quite expensive," Shen Xiaomeng explained.
"Expensive? How much? How much do they cost?" Jiang Liuying looked confused.
"Did Mosen buy them for you?" Hu Jiao'er asked.
Jiang Liuying nodded and replied nonchalantly, "Yeah, so what?"
"That's quite generous of him; he really cares for his girlfriend. It shows how much Mosen values you," Hu Jiao'er said, shaking her head in amazement.
"How expensive are we talking about?" Jiang Liuying asked again.
"Not a few hundred won't do," Shen Xiaomeng answered.
"A few hundred?" Liuying's eyes widened. "Wow, that Mosen actually dared to deceive me." Jiang Liuying nearly gritted her teeth in anger.
"Mosen wouldn't lie to you and say it only cost a few dozen, would he?" Hu Jiao'er laughed heartily.
Without further ado, Jiang Liuying grabbed her phone from the desk and dialed Mosen's number angrily, demanding to know why he had lied to her.
Mosen was bewildered by the sudden questioning and was primarily scared; he became tense and cautious. "What's wrong?"
He didn't dare say the word "lie" in front of Jiang Liuying.
"How much did you say you spent on those sandals you bought for me?" Jiang Liuying demanded.
Mosen was laughing on the phone. "How can you say tens of yuan for a few hundred dollars?" Liuying asked. Shen Xiaomeng and Hu Jiao'er were laughing happily on the sidelines. "Hey, who told you?" Mosen asked. "Mengmeng is what they said." Liuying said. "Don't listen to them, they are wrong, you are a fake, it only costs tens of dollars." Mosen is plausible. "Is it true?" "It's true." Mosen nodded with certainty. Mosen As soon as he put down the phone, his roommate laughed and teased him: "Your girlfriend is very powerful. She will definitely be a thrifty and house-keeping expert in the future. Other girls are disgusted by their boyfriends for not buying things for themselves or famous brands." Give it to her. It’s better that your girlfriend doesn’t want you to buy things for her, and you’re not allowed to buy expensive things for her.” The roommates have seen Mosen change the labels and prices of the things they bought, and he has a special one. He tore off the label stickers and red label paper and replaced them with various white price tags. Everything others bought for his girlfriend wanted to be relabeled with a high price, but the things he bought for his girlfriend had to be relabeled with a low price. Because Mosen said that every time she bought things for Jiang Liuying, she scolded him with a straight face, saying that he spent money indiscriminately, and she didn’t lack those clothes, shoes, etc. Mosen explained: "Girl, your birthday and Valentine's Day are on the same day, how much money did you save me? Also, your birthday and Valentine's Day are often during the winter vacation. In the first year When I met you, you were the one who celebrated birthdays and events at home, and I never had the chance to give you a gift. But my birthday always happens after school starts, and you need to give me a gift every year, so I usually do. I must give you more gifts.” Mosen’s words moved Jiang Liuying so much that he no longer stopped him from buying gifts for her, but he was restricted from buying expensive gifts, and the price could not exceed hundreds of yuan. Mosen nodded in agreement. So whenever he bought something over 100 yuan, he would change the price tag. Now he has almost become famous in that dormitory building for changing price tags. Many boys come to him to change prices, but others exchange low price tags for high price tags, which just forms a consensual relationship, and they hit it off. An equal transaction that is enjoyable, beneficial to both parties, and does not require investment and a penny of capital injection. So there are almost all kinds of products and brand labels and price tags in Mosen. After putting down the phone, Mosen immediately turned on the computer and started searching on the Internet. From time to time, he looked up and asked his roommates for advice, "Which brand of sandals has the same style as Daphne sandals?" The roommates are all habitual offenders who buy pirated brands from their girlfriends. , is very familiar with all kinds of counterfeit goods, and soon a large list of brands with similar styles to Daphne were listed, but the prices were still quite high, all exceeding one hundred. "Think again, think again." Mosen ordered them while searching the Internet. Well, now the dormitory was lively. They all picked up the phone to call their girlfriends or familiar female classmates. Immediately, the dormitory was full of chirping sounds.
"Hey..."
"Hey, I want to ask you something."
"Hey, quickly activate your brain and search for it."
The noise was overwhelming.
Finally, they settled on a pair of sandals similar to Daphne's style, from a regular brand priced under a hundred.
Just as Mosen wrapped up this task, the phone rang again.
Liuying was already standing downstairs. Mosen, holding the phone while answering the call, ran to the balcony and saw her pacing back and forth below, wearing the high-heeled sandals he had bought. This was Jiang Liuying's first time wearing high heels, and even from a distance, her tall figure stood out in the crowd. She wore a flowing silk long dress, her long hair styled in an elegant bun, looking graceful.
Looking at his beloved down below, the beautiful girl made Mosen's heart soar as he rushed towards her without hesitation.
"Hehe." Standing in front of her, Mosen could only smile awkwardly, not knowing what else to say.
Liuying turned around, her sharp gaze fixed on Mosen.
"What's wrong? Baby." Mosen felt a bit guilty under Jiang Liuying's stare. "Tell me, where did you buy these sandals? Which store? What brand? How much did they cost? Tell me everything." Jiang Liuying raised her leg high. Mosen gently lowered her leg and said, "Baby, look at you—white shirt, red skirt, high heels—so elegant. It's quite ungraceful to lift your leg so high, isn't it? These sandals... they look more beautiful on your feet than anyone else's." Mosen wrapped his arm around Liuying's shoulder as they walked toward the study building while explaining about the sandals.
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