Women's Struggle to Change Their Destiny
The Front Line of Fashion
Immediately after this, a series of footsteps came from outside the courtyard. Wu Bi immediately supported himself with great difficulty. Jian Ai quickly advanced to hold onto his arm.
Wu Bi did not resist and took two steps forward before they could hear the knock of the door.
He walked to the door and opened it. At that moment, three people were standing at the door. The leader was a middle-aged man with a beard. He had a tall and stocky figure, and his half-length hair was curved on his head like Li Kui from the Water Margin. The other two looked like minions. They were no more than twenty years old, but their bodies were extremely strong.
Before the anxious expressions on the faces of the three people faded, they saw Wu Bi, who had ‘changed unrecognizable,’ appear in front of them.
After a while, the bearded man suddenly reacted. He glared at her and shouted, “Sister! You ... you …. ”
This bearded man seemed to be born with confidence and a loud voice. His shout made Jian Ai afraid that even Wu Bi frowned.
“I'm fine. It's just a superficial wound,” Wu Bi said calmly as if the person who was swollen like a pig's head was not him.
Then, he turned to Jian Ai and said, “Help me thank Auntie Mei. She was scared yesterday.”
Jian Ai smiled and nodded. “Come back and recover. May it heal quickly.”
Wu Bi also smiled, but he looked a little tragic. He said nothing more and let the two minions help him towards the car outside the yard.
The bearded man was the last to leave. He looked at Jian Ai and said, “Little girl, thank you.”
With that, he turned around and quickly followed behind them.
The incident with Brother Wu Bi happened all of a sudden and ended quickly. Other than the additional numbers stored on the phone, there was no other trace.
It takes all morning to clean up the breakfast stall. They handed the keys to the owner, and the small booth they had been running for over ten years was finally closed.
In the afternoon, Bai Zhou called to say that everything was done. Jian Ai thought he was joking. After all, how many days had it been since he commissioned her to do so? The approval process required to register a company is very tedious. Logically speaking, it could not be done so quickly.
However, Bai Zhou was very confident, so Jian Ai arranged to meet him at a coffee shop in Haicheng District.
Jian Ai changed into clean clothes and came out.
The coffee shop is called York. It was on the third floor of Baiyun Commercial Building. The lights inside were dim, and the atmosphere was silent. It was suitable for two or three friends to sit down and talk in private.
When Jian Ai arrived, Bai Zhou had already waited a long time. When he saw Jian Ai at the door, he stood up. In the dark environment, her silver-white hair was too conspicuous. Jian Ai took a quick look at it.
He approached, and they measured each other. Before Jian Ai could say anything, Bai Zhou spoke first, “Tuan Sect, your clothes ..”
Jian Ai knew that she was dressed too shabby for an elegant place like this, but they could not blame her. Her clothes are all this style. Since she was still obsessed with Little Cherry Ball when she was fourteen, almost every outfit has this Little Cherry Ball character.
“What's the problem?” Jian Ai forced herself to calm down and said naturally, “I think it's very good. Cute, plain, agile, and youthful.”
“Ha... Ha...” Corner of Bai Zhou's mouth twitches. He laughed dryly and quickly nodded. ” Yes. The clothes of the Sect Master today were perfect. She is at the forefront of fashion. ”