
"...Did I write down what I just said?"
“Well, the door lock is in the hanging basket hanging in the kitchen space.”
“Solve everything before we return tonight.”
“Oil money replaced, and the bonus at the end of the month doubled.”
After Song Yueliang had stored her belongings in the underground garage, she called before returning.
It took me less than ten minutes before and after, and I returned to the first floor of the department store. Before I could get on, I saw old and young like ghosts in front of the moving escalator.
Qiqi and her mother-in-law held hands, standing beside the entrance under the escalator.
People came and went, only two people seemed to be silent in space and time.
The facial expressions of the two were also strange, dull, dull, and their eyes were unfocused.
It's like a soul coming out of a body.
Song Yueliang's heart skipped a beat, and she walked over quickly, "Qiqi, mother-in-law, what happened?"
There was a cold look in his eyes as he asked that question.
When he left, someone bullied his daughter and the old man?
“Bu, look at my head.” Hearing her mother's voice, Qiqi finally regained her senses, and directed her trembling little hand over her head, "Mom, my head has 8,000 yuan...I dare not move."
Zhang Xifeng also trembled, "Yueyue, why don't you take 8,000 yuan first?"
Song Yueliang, "..." Just now she was anxious and did not notice, but now she saw her daughter's hair is... hairpin K?
“Qiqi, where did this come from?” He asked, thinking about it.
“A uncle gave it to me, and his uncle said it was worthless, so he let me wear it.” Qiqi was about to cry while wearing it.
Wearing an 8,000 dollar card, how dare he play?
He himself was not worth 8,000 yuan! With a pair of hairpins on her face, she felt her head was not hers.
When Song Yueliang arrived, old and young seemed to have a backbone, and they could finally move a little.
Zhang Xifeng rubbed his old stiff waist, "I dare not take Qiqi around, I stand in a crowded place and wait for you, lest anyone take a hairpin."
My God, the old woman was not afraid of the wicked woman, but because of this hairpin.
For such a small pair, with a glass bead embedded in the middle, it costs four thousand yuan...
I can't live in the city!
“Tell me about this problem, what happened?” Song Yueliang asked as she took off the hairpin with her daughter, her face was calm.
He just left for a while, how could someone come out and give his daughter such a generous gift?
Qiqi directly raved and talked about the matter from beginning to end.
After he finished speaking, Wa'er's small eyes blinked twice.
He never complained before.
It seemed that after he had supporters, he became different...
“Qiqi, what do you think uncle's name is?” Song Yueliang asked lightly.
Qiqi, "Uncle Fu, he said his last name is Fu, and my mother-in-law and I have met him before."
After Qiqi thought about it, she explained it in more detail, "Mom, Uncle Fu is very tall, very handsome, as handsome as you are. And she's amazing, when she talks, that bad aunt I can't get into my mouth."
Relieved!
Qiqi did not dare to say this, she always felt that after having a mother, she seemed to be getting a little bad.
He will be cruel, he will sue, and he will vilify people... Oi.
Song Yueliang lowered her head, and was silent for a moment, her eyes soaring sharply under her thin eyelashes.
family name Fu.
Oh, good job.
He had just appeared when he left, so the time was right.
Zhang Xifeng sensed that something was amiss, and was worried, "Yueyue? Did we get in trouble? Is that young man a bad man? Or did the card issuer steal it? Could he be playing a trick on her?!"
Seeing the old woman guessing more and more outrageous, Song Yueliang forced herself to restrain herself, and comforted her, "Mother-in-law, there's nothing wrong, she's probably someone I knew before."
"Who's your friend?"
"NO." Song Yueliang's eyes were cold, and she put a hairpin on Qi Qi's head again, "You coward."
Zhang Xifeng, "..."
Cowards hiding in the dark are cowards, "..."
Qiqi did not know what the adults were thinking, but only knew that another 8,000 yuan had been given for her head. He did not dare to move, and said with a sad face, "Mom?"
Why is he wearing a hairpin again.
Song Yueliang knelt down and kissed her little cheek, "Honey, this is a roadside stall, fake, wear it for fun."
Qiqi, "..." He doesn't really believe.
Song Yueliang immediately handed Qiqi to Zhang Xifeng, "Mother-in-law, Qiqi, wait for me here for two minutes, stay here, don't go anywhere."
After speaking, Song Yueliang climbed up the moving escalator.
With this posture, Zhang Xifeng felt uneasy, and wanted to follow up to take a look, but was afraid that Qi Qi would see something bad.
He had a premonition that Yueyue had gone looking for someone to solve her problem.
Having been together for so many days, he did not dare to say that he knew much about Yueyue, but Yueyue was definitely not someone who would swallow his anger when something happened, especially the person who bullied him and Qiqi.
Especially Qiqi, she followed him, um.
"Grandmother, what are you going for? Why didn't Grandma take me?" Little Jiojio Qi Qi was about to move and wanted to chase after him.
Zhang Xifeng, "Maybe I missed something, alright, your mother will come later."
…
Song Yueliang went up to the second floor and headed straight for the shop.
The young lady was still in the shop, but her face was not handsome.
I had just been humiliated by the counter, and now my heart was still suffocating.
Hearing the sound of footsteps coming in from the door, the young lady looked up, then her face turned into a smile, "Master Song? It's been a long time since I've seen you coming. There are many newcomers." in the store recently, and the style is perfect for you! May I recommend it to you?"
The department store that sold high-end women's clothing, very few people did not know Song Yueliang, and even if not, they would make a special note about familiarity.
Including women and women at the top.
Their store sales are mostly supported by people in the upper circles.
Moreover, Song Yueliang was very straightforward when buying something, as long as she liked it, she would not be too picky, and took it away just like that.
The most important thing was that Song Yueliang was one of the least attacking people in the circle.
This was secretly understood by anyone who paid little attention to the upper classes.
Song Yueliang glanced at her, pointing to the long dress at the window, "Only that inked long dress."
"OK, I'll get it for you soon, Mr. Song has nice eyes, we only have one dress in our shop, it's unique." The woman smiled happily.
If this dress is sold, the performance this month will increase greatly.
"Where's your house?" Song Yueliang followed behind, seemingly asking casually.
"From Muge City." The woman did not suspect him, thinking Song Yueliang was just chatting with him out of boredom.
“What business do you do at home?”
"Hey, my parents just opened a small shop at home, and they don't even count as a business, so they can't compare to a big boss like Mr. Song." The woman was flattered, and held the skirt in front of Song Yueliang, "Master Song, do you need to give it a try?"