Her long black hair is tied into a high ponytail, and the red ribbon is delicately tied in the form of a butterfly.

As she walked, everyone seemed to see a butterfly perched on it.

She wore a white knit sweater with a red, white and black plaid pleated skirt underneath.

A bright red rose is printed on the right chest of the sweater, which contrasts with the skirt and the red trench coat.

Kwon Seung-nan's skin is very white, not pale white, but crystal clear and pink, and it looks particularly clear when wearing red clothes.

Based on the fact that she is a six- or seven-year-old girl, most of the clothes Yan Xuelian gave her are red, white and blue.

Red, in particular, accounts for almost half of the number of clothes.

The Kwon man also wears red lambskin shoes and white knee-high stockings on his feet.

The material style of this dress is very valuable at first glance, and it is very well matched.

However, no matter how beautiful the clothes are, they can't hide the aura of the powerful man.

When others see her, they first see this, then they notice how she is dressed, and then a thought comes to their minds: "She must be from a good birth." ”

Looks are used to praise, but temperament and dress are what they use to observe a person's origin.

Yun Jianjun wears the most ordinary style of Zhongshan suit, but he is an old man, in terms of temperament alone, his background must be very good, and the material of the Zhongshan suit is also very good.

As a result, everyone thinks that their ancestors are very extraordinary.

Tong Hongjun, the owner of the Tong family's wool shop, soon came forward to greet them.

People who do business have long developed an eyesight.

Ding Lin stepped forward to greet him, and Ding Haihua had already run to the Tong family's residence behind the wool shop.

Usually Tong Hongjun does business in the front, and a pair of children follow Tong Hongjun's wife to do homework or housework in the back.

After doing this, Wen Qian will also come to the front to help.

He was fifteen years old, and he was a big man.

These are all things that Ding Lin inquired about.

Now Ding Haihua didn't see Wen Qian in the shop, so he naturally thought he was in the backyard.

Kwon shook his head slightly.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, she can completely understand Ding Haihua's eagerness.

However, her divine sense told her that Wen Qian was not at home, she should have gone out, and there were only Mother Tong and Wen Qi in the backyard.

The mother and daughter talked and laughed, and they were very intimate.

Sure enough, she found that Ding Haihua showed a trace of disappointment.

However, Ding Haihua soon recovered, and she was just as happy to see her daughter, staring intently at Wen Qi's every move.

After reading these, Quan Shengnan focused on the wool.

On this jade street, the scale of the Tong family's wool shop is really not large, but it is not small, about 200 square meters.

The shop was full of jadeite wool of different shapes, and according to the scope of her divine sense, she knew that the jadeite wool in the backyard and warehouse was also piled up.

The Tong family's business seems to be very bad, and the shops on both sides of his house and opposite are crowded with people.

In their opinion, there are a lot of guests here, but compared with other people's homes, they can only be described as a crowd.

Taking advantage of Tong Hongjun's going to entertain other guests, Ding Lin whispered to Yun Jianjun's ancestors: "For five days in a row, dozens of pieces of wool have been dismantled in the Tong family's shop, so no one came."

Even if some people come, they are all outsiders who don't know the situation, and the locals will not come to patronize it.

Unless, a piece of high emerald can be opened here. ”