Chapter 30

At night, Qin Qing, who spent the night in the sea view villa for the first time, sat in front of the French window, listened to the rise and fall of the tide outside, and looked at it carefully with a book in her hand.

Oman was making her bed while doing it and said, "I didn't expect this young master to be very funny. Looking at the cold, it's hard to get close. I'm very concerned about you, but the way is a little awkward."

Hearing the speech, Qin Qing couldn't help laughing again. She remembered the man's face before he left, telling her to eat seriously. Her stomach ached again.

At the beginning, Feng Yue died miserably at the age of 17. Feng Yan took her with him. I think now he treats her as a child.

With such a brother, it's time to be content to seal the month.

From Aunt Mei's mouth, Qin Qing knows that this is a house where Feng Yan often lives. However, due to busy business, Feng Yan can't be seen several times throughout the year. This time, he can be at home for more than a month, all of which are reported together by the annual leave.

This time I returned to the team urgently, and I don't know when I can come back next time.

However, the news was a good thing for Qin Qing. Early the next morning, the school flower of the three good students dragged song ruye, a bad school bully, to skip class.

At first, song ruye was flattered and thought they were going to hi PI. As a result, as soon as she entered the mall, she immediately became confused.

"No, Qin Qing, why did you bring me to such a place? I won't go in or kill me."

Seeing her strong resistance, I didn't know that she was going to enter some improper place.

Qin Qing was helpless and directly used his killer mace. "Didn't you say you wanted to help me? There is a very important interview today. I need your help."

Yesterday's oath is still fresh in my mind. Song ruye choked, blushed, stuck his neck, stared at the women's clothing store in front of me, and showed a humiliation on on his face. "Say it first, you can't wear lace for me."

Qin Qing nodded with a smile and said, "OK, I promise you."

After reaching an agreement, the two talents walked into the store one after another. The light pink princess color and the reflection of hanging light reflected the rows of clothes on the display with a light warm color.

At first, song ruye thought it was full of Princess series lace skirts, but after careful observation, he found that even the styles of lace skirts are very simple and generous, and the design is very unique.

"Wrap this one, this one, and the one over there." Qin Qing swept the clothes with her fingertips, but picked out three or four sets in a few minutes. There were separate skirts and separate clothes and trousers. The effect was amazing when paired freely.

"Miss Qin, you have a good eye. The sales of the suits you matched last time are much better than before. The boss specially ordered you to give a 20% discount for future consumption." the waiter is a little girl with a sweet voice. He is full of admiration with several sets of clothes.

Song ruye also listened with a proud face. When she was happy, she was suddenly pushed from behind. The two girls in high-heeled shoes came in arrogantly and opened their mouths with a strange sarcasm, "Oh, Miss Qin? Have you been driven out of the house, or Miss Qin of which door? People of your level can't come in here anymore."

The other party is dressed up with jewels and jewels. Obviously, he has a superior family background, but his speech is very ugly.

For ordinary people, they must be mad, but Qin Qing just glanced at the past, then turned back as if nothing had happened, completely took the visitor as air, and only told the waiter, "OK, wrap up your things."

The highest level of anger is not to take you seriously.

"Qin Qing, you lost dog, what's to be proud of." the girl who had just come down to the well to make sarcastic remarks was provoked by her temper. After scolding bitterly, she pointed to the clothes held by the waiter and said arrogantly: "I'll take all those clothes. On the contrary, her card must have been stopped long ago. She didn't have the money to come here to pretend. It's ridiculous."

"But, we..." the waiter looked at the celebrities who were either rich or expensive on both sides. He couldn't offend them. He was in a dilemma for a time.

"What are you doing? I'll double the price. If she pays three times, I'll pay four times. I'll order this dress." the girl frowned impatiently, took out a VIP card from a bank from her bag, and then threw a provocative look at Qin Qing.

As a model of ladies in a city, Qin Qing has always been a mountain they can't surpass. Now the mountain has fallen, and I don't know how many celebrities applaud. Later, I robbed my clothes and went back to take photos and send a circle of friends. If I think about it, I will have face.

Thinking of this, she couldn't wait to walk over, grabbed her clothes and went to the cashier to pay. At the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, she said proudly, "check out quickly, so that some poor people won't damage my clothes."

With that, she threw the gold card, with a high expression of charity.

Just didn't wait for the bank card machine over there, there was a very cold voice behind him.

"Wait." Qin Qing strolled from behind, took out a card from her bag, handed it to her, and said calmly, "I want this dress."

As soon as the cashier received the card, his face changed immediately. Just when he wanted to speak, he was suddenly interrupted by a girl.

"Cut, it's obviously not an accessory card of the Qin family. Is it interesting to take such a black fake card?" the girl glanced at it, disdainfully glanced at it, sneered and sneered, "Qin Qing, I didn't expect you to be so miserable. If you're driven out later, I'll applaud for you, ha ha..."

The girl covered her stomach and laughed. It seemed that she had thought of the picture in her mind.

But before she finished her fantasy, she heard the voice of the cashier, "sorry, miss, you can't buy Miss Qin's clothes."

The laughter stopped suddenly. The girl looked down at the returned bank card and thought she had heard wrong for a moment. She said angrily, "why give her clothes? Does she have money to buy them? Even if she has money, I pay twice as much as she does. You don't want to do business if you have money?"

The waiter in a bad mood who was hit by her local tyrant theory finally put away his smiling face, raised the black card in his hand, and explained in a straight voice: "this young lady, this is the highest level black card of our company's brand. There are no more than ten cardholders in the world. He has the right to free the order and choose the style first. If you also have a black card, I will try to meet your needs."

With that, the waiter swiped his card neatly through the machine, and then respectfully packed the clothes for Qin Qing.

The girl standing on the side was speechless. Sheng Sheng blushed and almost died of anger.