Qi Yan thought she was here to watch the fun, with a hint of disdain in her eyes, she sneered: "What does it have to do with you?"
Meng Chuyuan was no longer surprised by Qi Yan's attitude. She raised her eyelids slightly and her eyes quietly fell on the clerk next to her.
The clerk explained softly: "This lady said that the quality of that new sweater is not good. How could there be a problem with the quality of our brand..."
Before the clerk could finish the rest of his words, Qi Yan suddenly threw away the clothes in her hand and threw them towards her.
The clerk subconsciously reached out and caught the clothes.
Qi Yan crossed her arms, with a cold look in her eyes and a somewhat provocative tone: "No problem, right? Then show me what you're wearing."
"This..." The clerk's face immediately showed an embarrassed look.
Qi Yan has a good figure and usually wears one size fits all. However, the clerk has a large frame and is slightly fat. How could she possibly fit in such a small size.
There were many customers coming and going in the store, so it was obvious that Qi Yan did this on purpose.
Seeing that she was biting her lip and not saying anything, the coldness on the corner of Qi Yan's lips gradually deepened: "It's empty talk. How can you make everyone believe that the quality of this dress is okay if you don't wear it?"
Just when everyone was about to watch the fun, Meng Chuyuan took the clothes from the clerk, looked up at Qi Yan, and said casually: "If there is no problem with this dress later, I hope Sister Qi Yan can Pay the price.”
Qi Yan's expression froze, she turned her head and looked at Meng Chuyuan, and asked with a cold face: "What do you mean?"
Meng Chuyuan liked to tear her down during the recording of the show, but he didn't expect that he would be so difficult to deal with in private.
"Literally." After finishing his words, Meng Chuyuan went to the cloakroom with the knitted sweater in his hand.
Not long after, the door of the cloakroom opened from the inside, and Meng Chuyuan put on the clothes that Qi Yan had just disliked and walked out generously.
The "street stall goods" originally described by Qi Yan, now look particularly good on Meng Chuyuan.
Other store employees caught a glimpse of Meng Chuyuan wearing this ultra-avant-garde design sweater, and they didn't expect the effect to be quite good. It was more layered than what the model wore during the display.
Because the dress is of a sloping shoulder style, most of Meng Chuyuan's shoulders are exposed. The neckline is designed with lotus edging, and there is half splicing on the waist. The interface is the piece Qi Yan just disliked that is specially designed to be torn and deformed for connection. cloth.
Several shop assistants nearby were discussing silently: "Sister Meng looks pretty good in this dress."
"Qi Yan also wore it just now... She didn't wear it to the same effect as Sister Meng, and then she blamed the quality of our clothes."
"This woman is so arrogant."
…
Qi Yan looked stiff, clenched her fists, pursed her lips tightly, and her piercing eyes fell on Meng Chuyuan.
At this moment, Qi Yan saw Meng Chuyuan wearing clothes that looked high-end, but she herself became the joke of the whole store.
After Meng Chuyuan changed out of his clothes, Qi Yan gritted her teeth and paid in front of everyone.
"Sister Qi Yan, your clothes."
Meng Chuyuan handed her the packed knitted sweater, but Qi Yan didn't take it, and even said angrily: "The clothes fit so well, just keep it for yourself."
"Then thank you, Sister Qi Yan, for paying the bill for me."
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Lu Qingye got off the plane at around eight o'clock in the evening, and it was already nine o'clock when he returned to Lu's house.
He came back very suddenly without notifying anyone, so he took a taxi back from the airport by himself.
The housekeeper heard movement outside the door and subconsciously walked out. The light was not that good at night. From a distance, he saw a tall figure standing at the door. The suitcase had just been unloaded from the car.
When he got closer, the housekeeper could clearly see the outline of the man's face.
"Young Master." The housekeeper stepped forward excitedly and took the initiative to pull the suitcase over for Lu Qingye, "Why didn't you notify me when you returned home so that I could send someone to pick you up?"
Lu Qingye said casually: "I was busy and forgot."
Walking in, the courtyard was quiet, and there was no noise from the brightly lit villa.
Although the house is usually quiet, it was not as quiet as today. Lu Qingye asked the housekeeper next to him: "Uncle Chen, is no one home?"
The housekeeper explained one by one: "My wife has gone on a long trip, the second young master has not finished his work, the third young lady will not come back to stay this weekend, and the eldest young lady has not come back from her trip at noon."
After Lu Qingye entered the house, he changed his shoes and took off his coat. His eyes fell on the wall clock on the wall and he frowned: "I went out at noon and haven't come back yet? Did she say where she went?" "
(End of chapter)
