70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 263 Yang Yihe's clothes were cut

Yang Yihe didn't recognize Tian Mengya, so she shook her head and said, "Dad, I like Sister Manman."

"You like Chen Qing, right? Let me tell you, that person just now is Chen Qing's best friend. If she becomes your stepmother, then you can go visit Aunt Chen Qing more often. Wouldn't that be great?"

Yang Xiujin asked, bowing his head.

Yang Yihe wanted to shake her head, but her father held her firmly in place.

Yang Xiujin lowered his voice: "You must behave well, understand?"

Yang Yihe shuddered.

Nod slightly.

Yang Xiujin stroked her daughter's hair. "When you go to get your clothes later, be picky and tell them you don't like your aunt's clothes. Spend more time in that room, okay?"

Yang Yihe pursed her lips.

Yang Xiujin asked again, "Did you hear what Dad meant?"

"heard it."

"So nice."

Yang Xiujin led Yang Yihe to Chen Qing's house.

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up when she saw her older sister Xiao He at the door, but then she looked up and saw someone she didn't like, and her expression became very conflicted. She turned around and called out, "Auntie, Uncle, someone's here!"

Yang Xiujin watched as He Yuan came out of the kitchen, acting like the master of the house, a glint of cunning in his eyes: "I didn't expect Deputy Director He to be here too."

"Hmm." He Yuan looked at him. "Is there something you need?"

Chen Qing took out the clothes and handed them to Yang Yihe: "Here, I've finished making them. The clothes are very warm and festive to wear during the New Year. I made them a little bigger than usual."

"But the cuffs and pant legs have buttons, so you don't have to worry about them being too big now or too tight and not being able to wear them next year. Don't worry, they can be worn for at least two years."

She considered that Yang Yihe had no mother and could not rely on her father, so she simply made it easier to avoid trouble for Yang Yihe.

"Thank you, auntie."

Yang Yihe happily accepted it.

Yang Xiujin squeezed her hand tightly.

Yang Yihe waved to Xiaoyu: "See you next year when school starts."

"Ok."

Xiao Yu squatted regretfully at the doorway, watching her walk away.

As Yang Xiujin left, he felt like killing her: "What did I just tell you? What did you promise me?"

"My aunt said I can wear it whether it's a little bigger or a little smaller, but I don't know what kind of alterations to ask her to make?"

Yang Yihe looked at her father with a puzzled expression.

Yang Xiujin angrily retorted: "Don't you know how to bring it up again and nitpick!"

Yang Yihe lowered her head and replied sullenly, "I'll remember."

"What's the use of you remembering this? Do you think she'll make you another set of clothes? You're just a useless wretch, just like your slutty mother."

Yang Xiujin held her hand tightly the whole way, as if venting his anger.

Yang Yihe was in a lot of pain.

The pain was so intense that his face turned deathly pale.

Yang Xiujin was finally satisfied.

When he got home, Su Manman was there. He frowned slightly and said, "Don't come to my house so often. It's easy for someone to report our relationship."

"I don't mind, what are you afraid of?" Su Manman snorted, then saw Yang Yihe carrying a pretty bag and asked, "Where did you go? Did you go to buy new clothes? What do you need so many clothes for, you little girl?"

Yang Yihe hid the bag behind her back, saying, "I'm going back to my room first."

"Wait, let me see what kind of material it is."

During this period, she and Yang Xiujin often went out to eat, and with the idea that 'Yang Xiujin's money is her money,' she didn't mind paying the bill. After all, it was just a small amount of money.

He can get me a job, so why would I care about such a small amount of money?
So she spends her money like crazy and doesn't have any savings at all.

She wanted to buy a ready-made outfit for the New Year but didn't have the money.

If Yang Yihe's clothes were made of good material, she could take them to a master tailor to have altered, and they could be worn as new clothes.

Yang Yihe retreated repeatedly.

Su Manman snapped, "Give it to me."

Yang Xiujin said, "These are New Year's clothes that Chen Qing made for her, don't worry about them."

“Chen Qing!!!”

Su Manman's voice suddenly became louder.

Yang Xiujin frowned: "What are you doing?"

The soundproofing in the tenement building is terrible. She was shouting so loudly, as if she wanted everyone to know what she and her husband were talking about.

Yang Yihe took the opportunity to go back to her room.

Su Manman grabbed her hair and pulled her backward. Yang Yihe cried out in pain, and the red new clothes in her hand fell to the ground.

Su Manman tossed aside the paper and saw the fine stitches and the pretty little flowers embroidered on them. She felt dizzy and grinned maliciously, "I thought she was so amazing, but I never expected her to be two-timing. She was flirting with He Yuan on one hand and using him to curry favor with your daughter on the other. She's a complete slut!"

Yang Xiujin made a "hmm" sound.

I didn't reject her suggestion.

I felt a secret sense of satisfaction.

Yang Yihe explained, "This is a reward from my aunt for saving Xiaoyu. It has nothing to do with my father. Can you give me back my clothes?"

She reached out to grab it.

Her father was very rich, and the clothes she wore were made of good fabric, but none of them fit her properly.

They're either too small to fit into, or too big that you have to keep rolling up the cuffs and sleeves.

My aunt said these clothes fit perfectly.

She didn't want to give it to anyone else.

"Bullshit! You're the only stupid one to believe her nonsense. Who have you known longer, me or her? How can you believe her and not me!"

Su Manman could not tolerate Chen Qingfeng's clothes remaining in this house.

Because Yang Xiujin liked her.

I still remember it vividly!

Undeterred, Yang Yihe stood on tiptoe and stretched out her hand to grab it.

"Stop! These clothes were made by that bitch! How dare you take them? How dare you wear them?!"

Su Manman's voice had completely lost control. She immediately went to find scissors, stabbed them hard, and the cotton spilled out, fluttering to the ground.

Yang Yihe stared blankly at the scene, tears streaming down her cheeks. "How could you do this?"

Seeing Yang Yihe's distress and then looking at Yang Xiujin's shocked face, Su Manman suddenly felt an indescribable sense of pleasure.

"What do you mean? Do you want Chen Qing to be your stepmother? She doesn't want to be your stepmother. She just wants to seduce your father and get him to spend money on her. Do you understand?"

Su Manman pinched Yang Yihe's face fiercely. Seeing her delicate features, and having heard that Yang Xiujin's ex-wife was also a top-notch beauty, her eyes turned venomous: "Why are you crying? Do you want to use this face to seduce men?"

Someone came from outside, and Yang Xiujin immediately stopped them: "Su Manman, that's enough!"

Su Manman jumped up and down, angrily shouting, "Why are you being so fierce? Did I say something wrong? Chen Qing seduced you to get the deputy director position!"

The person at the door frowned.

Su Manman came to the door holding up a beautiful dress and said, "Did you see that? Chen Qing swore she had nothing to do with Yang Xiujin, but she still secretly flattered Yang Xiujin! Otherwise, how could a woman like her get promoted so quickly!"