Chapter 8 - Where Did That Smell Come From? Did You Brush Your Teeth? (2/2)

Ning Shuqian tugged Wen Yuya lightly and introduced Wen Xinya with a broad smile. “This is our Wen Family’s eldest daughter, Wen Xinya!”

The shop assistant looked puzzled. She thought to herself: Isn’t the Wen Family’s eldest daughter Miss Wen Ruya? Who is this Wen Xinya? As a shop assistant, she had to be far more observant than anyone else. This was the first time she saw Wen Xinya and had already noticed her natural beauty and elegance within despite her wearing a loose dress that barely fitted her.

She immediately shifted her attention without feeling embarrassed about her mistake, as she then said to Wen Xinya with a wide smile, “Welcome, Miss Wen!”

Wen Xinya nodded lightly.

The shop assistant then looked at Xia Ruya, wondering about her identity. Wen Yuya gave the shop assistant a hard stare and said in an arrogant tone, “What are you looking at? Though Sister Ruya is not part of the Wen Family, she is still the prestigious daughter of the owner of the Xia Emporium Group. She is still much worthier than you.”

The shop assistant remained calm with a smile on her face. But she knew in her heart that the Xia Emporium Group and the Wen Corporation were far apart in terms of size and wealth.

Xia Ruya felt a little embarrassed. She signaled for Wen Yuya to stop and tried turning the attention back to Wen Xinya, saying, “Xinya, do you have in mind which type of clothes you like? Do you need any recommendations?”

Wen Xinya shook her head. “I’d like to decide on my own. I can make better choices of clothing that suit me best.”

In such a situation, Ning Shuqian had to display her demeanor as a stepmother. She said in agreement, “Sure, go ahead and make your own selection. We are here to help if you need us.”

Ning Shuqian was harboring the intention of letting Wen Xinya make a fool of herself. After all, what good of a choice could a green and inexperienced boorish bitch make?

Wen Xinya nodded and started walking towards the shelves to choose an outfit for herself and quickly found a light-blue mini-skirt that she liked.

The shop assistant exclaimed, “Miss Wen has a very nice curvy figure that captures attention, especially your legs! They display all the gracefulness that a woman should possess. I’ve never seen such a perfect pair of legs!”

Wen Xinya wasn’t tall and slim like Wen Yuya, nor was she as voluptuous as Xia Ruya, but she had a nice bone structure, a long neck of a swan, and a rounded, petite shoulder. Though she was not as busty as she should be at her age, she had an attractive slim waist and a young and innocent aura.

She had a pair of long slim legs that glowed and looked as pure as ivory. She was able to carry herself well in these legs and they brought out the sexiness in her.

It reminded Ning Shuqian of Mo Yunyao, and she suddenly felt a sense of unconcealable fear. Trying to remain in her usual gentle outer self, she remarked. “This outfit looks really nice on Xinya!”

In the beginning, Wen Haowen had chosen to marry Mo Yunyao over her. Mo Yunyao had a better family background and was more presentable and prettier than Ning Shuqian. After Ning Shuqian entered the Wen Family as Haowen’s wife, the media made numerous comparisons between the two. Therefore, Mo Yunyao was her most hated person.

The shop assistant tried to be sensitive. She wasn’t sure if the compliment was directed to Wen Xinya or the outfit.

Xia Ruya bit her lip in abomination. She then said with reluctance, “Xinya is indeed beautiful.” She could sense Wen Xinya’s beauty when she first saw her. However, at that time Wen Xinya was behaving in an unrefined manner and bad temper. This behavior was a mismatch to her beauty. Now that she was a changed person, Xia Ruya felt a strong sense of shame.

Wen Yuya criticized. “The saying that ‘the clothes make the man’ is true indeed. Even if worn by a mother hen, such a beautiful outfit would still be able to bring out the elegance in her.”

Little did Wen Yuya expect that a bitch like Wen Xinya could look stunning after dressing up. She felt a strong hatred and jealousy in her heart.