"Ma'am, you can give it a try if you like." The counter sister didn't know Wang Qiu because Wang Qiu didn't go shopping much.
Wang Qiu smiled: "No need to try, I want it."
The cabinet girl measured the size and packed it.
When Wang Qiu was leaving, he saw another green and white dress. Wang Qiu thought about it, and then bought a lot of clothes he liked.
The card belongs to Qin Chupei, but Wang Qiu has always been able to swipe it.
Wang Qiu bought a lot of things as if to vent his anger, and finally had an expensive Western meal happily.
From time to time, people glanced at Wang Qiu. She had just bought an orange short skirt. It was of a decent style. It reached her knees and had a lantern-like waist. She looked playful and cute.
On Thursday night, Wang Qiu was wearing that red dress. After sitting in the car, she could feel Qin Chupei's surprised eyes.
Sure enough, he said, "Why aren't you wearing the clothes I gave you?"
Wang Qiu met his eyes: "I don't like it."
The corners of Qin Chupei's mouth raised slightly: "You look good in this."
Wang Qiu had already thought in his mind that if he blamed himself, then he would retaliate against him by saying, "You are not my husband anymore." But when he said such nice things, it really left people speechless.
Wang Qiu felt a little bitter in his heart. Looking back, Qin Chupei seemed to have never forced himself to do anything, and had always catered to him.
Entering the main hall, there was a small commotion immediately, and everyone looked this way.
The moment Qin Chupei stepped through the door, several people gathered around him. He could feel that there was something different today, as if Wang Qiu was very eye-catching.
Usually everyone would chat around him, but today they all glanced at Wang Qiu from time to time.
Wang Qiu's red suspender belt was tight but not tight. It made her whole body look exquisite and charming, but not charming or pretentious.
At this moment, Wang Qiu actually enjoyed the attention of everyone. In the past, when she was around Qin Chupei, she always kept a low profile. Everyone respected her but turned around and forgot who she was.
Also, when competing for beauty, Wang Qiu always looks shamelessly plain, like a transparent person, without any makeup or ostentation.
The same ladies from before walked up to him and said irrelevant words.
Finally getting away, Wang Qiu was eating cakes alone.
"You look so beautiful today."
When a familiar voice rang in his ears, Wang Qiu was stunned for a moment, then frowned and turned around, and sure enough he saw Zhou Qianliu.
Zhou Qianliu had been staring at Wang Qiu since she came in. After finally waiting for her to be alone, she immediately walked over.
Wang Qiu was a little curious as to why he was here, but he just forced a smile and said, "Thank you."
Zhou Qianliu walked closer. He reached for the dessert Wang Qiuzheng was holding, and the backs of their hands touched.
Zhou Qianliu put the small pastry into his mouth and nodded expressionlessly: "No wonder you girls like sweets, they are really delicious."
Wang Qiu didn't respond. He lowered his head and walked away, pretending that he didn't know him.
Zhou Qianliu followed: "So you are Mr. Qin's ex-wife."
Wang Qiu raised his head and frowned, his expression seemed to say, how do you know.
Zhou Qianliu curled his lips and bent slightly toward her, allowing Wang Qiu to see clearly a light spot on the bridge of his nose: "The day you drank too much, I saw the divorce certificate on the table in your store, and I went out of my way to help you. I took you away after closing the store door, don’t you remember?”
