C10 Fate's Gear

In front of Chanel's counter, a new fur coat was placed at the most conspicuous part of the counter. Seeing that a customer had arrived, the clerk immediately smiled sweetly and shouted, "Welcome!" A person who was able to come to this counter to choose his clothes was either a rich or a noble. He was definitely not an ordinary person.

Wen Miaoci held Zuo Yi's hand and walked into the counter. Although she was already in her middle age, she had the benefit of maintenance. Her skin was fair and her figure was slim. She wore a camel-colored coat to show off her quality. She walked steadily, a smile on her face. She turned to Zuo Yi beside her and said, "Feel free to try which one you like."

It was Zuo Yi's first time to buy clothes in a place like this. Although her family was illustrious, ever since her mother died, she didn't have any status in the family at all. She didn't look like a rich young lady at all. Often Zhao Yahui would bring some outdated clothes to her face, and then she would evade them with the words "thrift is a traditional virtue" and "beauty is in the heart, not the appearance". Zuo Yi would silently put the clothes in the wardrobe. After a while, when Lili saw that she was willing to accept it, she didn't even bother to say anything else. She just threw a pile of tattered clothes in front of her and left it there.

As long as she was willing, she could go and complain to her father. Even though her father's care for her had decreased by quite a bit after her mother's death, her father would still care about how Zhao Yahui mistreated him. After all, no matter what, she was the bloodline of Zuo Family.

The reason why she didn't complain was because she was too lazy to do so, too lazy to face her father. After her mother died, who knew how many times she had quarreled with him.

"Zuo Yi, what are you waiting for? Look at how beautiful these new styles are. If we return 20 years, I'll buy them." Wen Miaoci pointed at a row of various pink leather grasses in front of the counter.

"Yes, yes. This lady is fair and clean, so she's the most suitable for wearing pink." The teller hastened to agree, and a sense of profession told them that the lady standing before them was definitely a potential customer.

Zuo Yi smiled gratefully and walked over to the counter. It was the first time in her life that someone had recommended something that looked good to her, urging her to try something that suited her. All the emotions in his heart were moved, rippling out one after another.

She pointed to a short piece of pink fur, and immediately a clerk came over and took off her clothes.

"Please come over here!" She smiled warmly and led Zuo Yi to the fitting room.

Zuo Yi walked in, took off her coat, and put on some pink furs.

When she walked out of the fitting room, the entire Chanel counter immediately shone with light. The clothes were simply tailor-made for her, the tight fur perfectly outlined the curves of her upper body, the white face was alluring and alluring against the pink background, the high nose bridge, and the cherry lips, she simply looked like a top model in a fashion magazine. No, compared to those heavily painted models, her simple and elegant face was even more refined.

"Beautiful, she's too beautiful." Wen Miaoci said with a smile.

The shop assistant, who was standing at the side, also came over and almost clapped.

"Wow, you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen wearing this piece of fur."

"That's right, that's right. The spirit of this fur that you wore out."

It had been a long time since Zuo Yi had been surrounded and praised by so many people. At this moment, two red clouds floated onto her white face.

"Zuo Yi, try all of these. Once we're done here, we'll have to go over there." The more Wen Miaoci looked at Zuo Yi, the more she liked her. She had always wanted a daughter in her heart, and Zuo Yi, this cute little girl, walked right into her heart.

Zuo Yi hesitated for a moment. When she saw the price of the clothes in the fitting room, she was shocked.

"Mom, this is enough." Her voice was very soft, as if it was the March sun. The voice was sweet, like a ballet on a piano.

"Listen to Mom and try all of these." Wen Miaoci's heart softened. She had never coaxed a child like this before. Even her own son was not as gentle as she was now. Maybe she and Zuo Yi were fated, she thought to herself. In the future, she will treat Zuo Yi like her daughter and no one can bully her, not even that stinking brat Lu Shaoqian.

"It's you?" Wen Miaoci's train of thoughts was suddenly interrupted by a soprano behind her. She turned around to discover that the person who had come was her good friend, Old Li, whom she hadn't seen for over a year.

"What a coincidence to see you here." Old Li said with a smile. During this period of more than a year, he was alone in the country and felt very lonely. So he flew back to the country as soon as he had the chance. As soon as she arrived at home, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"You just returned from abroad?" Wen Miaoci held Old Li's hand with an excited expression.

"Yeah, I just came back, and I bumped into you. In the end, it's still fate for us old sisters."

"Mom, I've done it. These three are all I need." Zuo Yi came out of the fitting room with three different furs.

"As long as you like it, Mom will buy it for you." Wen Miaoci asked the shop assistant to wrap up the clothes.

Old Li looked at the girl in front of him and wondered in his heart, "Since when did you have a daughter? She's already so old."

"This is my daughter-in-law, alright?" Wen Miaoci explained with a smile.

"Oh, so it's a daughter-in-law. No wonder you doted on her so much." Old Li laughed out loud and sighed. Time passed really quickly. In the blink of an eye, that brat, Lu Shaoqian, had already gotten married.

The two sisters chatted for a while before parting ways. Zuo Yi followed Wen Miaoci around the luxury cabinets. Carrying large and small bags of spoils, Zuo Yi felt that she was surrounded by happiness.

This happiness came too suddenly, just like the misfortune of being twelve years old.

Who would have thought that even the heavens would be merciful to him? The gears of fate had finally made a turn for the better.

Old Li received a call from a friend in the shopping mall, talking about his meeting Wen Miaoci today. "Her son is now married. I saw my wife today. She's very, very young."

After hanging up, Old Li continued shopping. She and Wen Miaoci were old friends for many years, and now that Lu Shaoqian was married, she was very happy.

However, the information that she inadvertently revealed later on caused a huge disturbance in Z City.

"Mom, thank you for buying me clothes." Zuo Yi said gratefully. The wind blew past her cheeks and blew away the hair on her forehead.

"Don't be polite to mom in the future." Wen Yi said with a benevolent smile. She didn't expect Zuo Yi to be such a polite child. She became more and more convinced of her own judgement.

The two of them left the special counter and got into the car. Wen Miaoci pulled on her hand, which was very warm, while Zuo Yi's hand was ice-cold.

"Are you cold?" Wen Miaoci held Zuo Yi's hand lovingly as she warmed it up. Zuo Yi felt a little embarrassed and tried to pull her hand away, but it was tightly held and she was unable to do so for the moment.

She had a cold body, and when winter came, her hands and feet would get cold. She had been like this for many years, and no one in her family had ever questioned her.

That was true. Ever since his mother died, who would still take care of her?

Although his family lived together, he couldn't seem to get involved with them anymore. The Zuo Residence gradually lost its meaning of home and became a place for him to eat and sleep.

Zuo Yi felt that such a place should not be called a home. It could only be called a house if it was too big.

"Your hands are warm." The corner of Wen Miaoci's mouth lifted as a gentle smile appeared on her face.

Zuo Yi looked at that smile. Suddenly, a warm feeling surged in her heart. She hadn't seen such a warm smile for a long time. The person in front of her, had made her feel motherly love.

If his mother was still alive, she would definitely warm his hands and smile at him.

Zuo Yi tilted her head towards the window, forcefully suppressing the tears in her eyes.

She didn't want the person in front of her to see her tears, nor did she want her to know her current state of mind. She just wanted to enjoy the feeling in her heart by herself. That feeling, it would be better if she could hide it in her heart.

She wasn't good at expressing herself, and she wasn't good at expressing her love. Therefore, everyone who knew her thought that she was a bit cold and belonged to the type of ice beauty.

It wasn't that she didn't want to express her feelings, but the things that the world had given her were too few. Without fire in his heart, how could he spit out warmth?

"Zuo Yi, what do you want to eat? Tell mom." The smile remained on Wen Miaoci's face.

Zuo Yi had been wandering for an entire afternoon. She was really hungry, and even after thinking for a long time, she still didn't know what she wanted to eat. Because no one had ever asked him that before.

In the past, he had only accepted them, and would have taken whatever others gave him. In the Zuo family, no one ever asked him what he wanted to eat or what he wanted to eat.

After so many years, he had actually made it through just like that.

Zuo Yi felt that she was being a bit ridiculous.

The car slowly stopped at a restaurant. Wen Miaoci led Zuo Yi into a western restaurant.

"Do you like western food?"

Zuo Yi nodded.

Wen Miaoci ordered the most authentic western meal in the restaurant,

Soon, the western cuisine was served. Zuo Yi looked at the table full of western cuisines and felt even hungrier.

Smiling, Wen Miaoci said, "Zuo Yi, we don't have enough to eat. Please order more. You can order whatever you want to eat."

Zuo Yi nodded as the two finished their meal.

Outside the restaurant, the sky had already darkened. Wen Miaoci led the left wing back, but was rejected by Zuo Yi.

"Mom, I want to go back to school. I still have class tomorrow morning." A smile appeared on her fair and delicate face, and she no longer dared to speak with formality in front of Wen Yizhi.

"Alright, if you want to go back to school, mom will have the driver drive you there." Wen Yi said with a kind smile. She truly treated Zuo Yi as her own daughter.

When Zuo Yi returned to school, her heart was filled with warmth and gratitude.