Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 64

DRIVEN BY THE TIMES, DIRECTED BY THE OVERALL SITUATION

The man just stood there, the corner of his mouth lifting into a light smile.

Originally, he thought this mother-daughter duo would definitely be at a disadvantage facing the aggressive salesgirl.

To his surprise, a girl who looked only about sixteen or seventeen years old would have such a strong counter-attack. Every word, every sentence, left him dumbfounded and deeply impressed.

Many city-bred girls wouldn't necessarily have her audacity.

Just then, a stocky middle-aged man with a beer belly approached from behind, stood in front of the man, and respectfully said, "This way please."

The man slowly withdrew his gaze and took a step forward.

Although he moved casually, his manner radiating an immense presence. Regardless of where he was, he existed like a king.

As Ni Yang waited by the fitting room for Ni Cuihua, she suddenly noticed a gaze, both measuring and authoritative, looking her way.

Ni Yang glanced back, only to see a tall, imposing figure.

With a stature as towering as a jade tree, even his silhouette was enough to command awe and respect.

Being new to Beijing, she didn't recognize such a high-ranking figure in society. Maybe... she had made a mistake.

Ni Yang casually withdrew her gaze and didn't give it any further thought.

About five minutes later, Ni Cuihua emerged from the fitting room.

Because it was her first time wearing a skirt, she seemed particularly awkward, constantly tugging at the hemline.

Ni Yang looked at her emerging mother and felt a momentary daze.

Indeed, clothes make the woman. With this outfit on, Ni Cuihua seemed like a completely different person – her skin was naturally fair, and she had peach blossom eyes that were very similar to Ni Yang's.

Added to the dietary and medicinal treatments of the past month which had faded the freckles and wrinkles on her face, she looked like she was in her late twenties.

Where did she resemble a thirty-six-year-old woman?

Seeing Ni Yang's stunned expression, Ni Cuihua nervously said, "Yangyang, is it really ugly? I'll take it off right away!" Turning around, Ni Cuihua was about to head back into the fitting room.

"Wait, Mom." Ni Yang immediately stopped her mother.

"What's wrong?" Ni Cuihua looked back, confused.

Ni Yang led Ni Cuihua in front of a mirror, "Take a look yourself."

When Ni Cuihua saw the reflection in the mirror, she was shocked. She had never imagined she could have a day like this.

Everyone has a love for beauty.

Even Ni Cuihua, a married woman, was no exception. At that moment, she found herself overcome by complex emotions.

In all the years of her marriage, this was the first time she wore such a beautiful dress.

It truly looked very stunning.

Even more stunning than the red wedding dress she wore on her wedding day.

"Yangyang, is this really me?" Ni Cuihua asked nervously, grasping Ni Yang's hand.

"Mom, if it's not you, who could it be?" Ni Yang responded, "You look really stunning in this dress!"

Ni Cuihua stood in front of the mirror, examining her reflection up and down, then said, "It's beautiful, yes, but it might not be very practical for getting work done."