C52

"You …"

"Sorry, I'm a rich person myself, you can consider staying with me."

Hehe, this woman, sigh.

Su Qian thought that since the last time, she definitely had some grudges against Zhang Yi.

It seemed that dogs were dogs, no matter how their masters treated them, in the end, they would still return to their masters' feet, wagging their tails and begging for pity.

She ignored her and picked up the magazine again.

She did not reply, but coincidentally, another pair of customers entered the shop, and Rong Ya Hui finally left.

Fly.

Su Qian's magazine flipped to two pages and the door of the fitting room opened.

It had to be said that Yan Si Chen was born with this clothing.

The black suit was not as good as his Armani hand-made suit, but it was no less than the huge poster of the European model that hung in the shop.

Seeing Yan Si Chen coming out, Rong Ya Hui immediately threw the customer in her hands to the other sales clerks, and walked over with large, attentive strides: "Yan Tun, have you tried yet? This dress really looks like it was tailored for you. "

Yan Si Chen placed the clothes he changed onto her hands. "Wrap them up."

"What about this one?"

She pointed at Yan Si Chen's body.

"I'll take it."

"Okay, thank you Yan Tun. It's just that I need to trouble you, Yan Tun, to scan that signboard."

Yan Si Chen looked at Su Qian: "Come over and cut my slate."

Boss Su Qian was unwilling.

However, Rong Ya Hui hurriedly seized the opportunity to flatter her, "Yan Tun, let me help you."

As he spoke, he brought out the scissors.

Only, Yan Si Chen's body did not move, so how could she dare to carelessly extend her hand into his neck to grab his plate?

"Why aren't you coming over?"

He called out to Su Qian again, causing blood to drip out of Rong Ya Hui's face.

Once again, he was treated as air by Yan Si Chen.

In his eyes, only Su Qian, when he was with Zhang Yi, had never seen him like this.

Rong Ya Hui was jealous.

Yan Si Chen and Zhang Yi being together was enough to make her jealous.

Now, even more so.

Su Qian looked at Yan Si Chen, understanding that if he did not go over, he would be able to stay in a stalemate with him.

Before she reached that passive step, she put down the magazine.

From the moment he agreed to accompany him shopping, he should have thought of being tormented.

Walking forward, she beckoned with her hand, looking somewhat charming.

The corner of Yan Si Chen's mouth rose as he half bent down.

He touched Yan Si Chen's back.

He must have worked out a lot, even the muscles in his back were perfect.

He was tall, stooped, as tall as she was, his handsome face turned to hers, the hot breath on her face.

She frowned and went around to his side.

He had touched the signboard.

Pull it out and cut it off.

And it turns out that the pants have a sling, behind them.

F * ck.

Resisting the impulse of stabbing the scissors into Yan Si Chen's waist, Su Qian lifted up his suit and helped him cut off the tag at the back.

After he finished cutting it, he gave it to Rong Ya Hui.

Her face was cold.

Yan Si Chen's smile became even wider.

"I didn't bring any money, so I'll pay for it."

Could he be any more shameless? He actually made her pay.

However, he had a look of certainty on his face: "What, a Personnel Department's Deputy Manager, you flatter me and it's a meal worth tens of thousands of dollars. Here at the big BOSS, you can't bear to part with this bit of money."

What did Zhang Yi say to him?

Su Qian naturally wouldn't help him pay the bill, "If Yan Tun can't afford it, then don't try."

"Of course. Now that you've cut it yourself, why don't you put it back? Miss Rong, can you put it back?"

Of course not.

"I'm sorry Yan Tun, I will not take back my clothes when I take off my signboard."

So this was the reason why he wanted her to cut the tokens herself. It was sinister and cunning.

Yan Si Chen smiled as he looked at Su Qian, his tone carrying a sense of coaxing: "When you help me pay up, I'll return it back to you."

Rong Ya Hui seized the chance, "Otherwise, I'll call Zhang Yi and ask him to pay for you. Yan Tun, it's not far anyway."

The smile on Yan Si Chen's face became somewhat cold.

"Miss Rong seems to care too much."

Rong Ya Hui's face suddenly turned blood-red, she was so embarrassed that she was at a loss of what to do.

"I'm sorry, Yan Tun."

Yan Si Chen indifferently swept a glance at her, and looked at Su Qian. A harmless smile once again appeared on his face: "Jiang Yan, don't tell me you want me to call Liu Hong Ru here to pay for it."

He was ruthless.

He knew exactly what she wanted to do to protect Liu Hong Ru.

"I'll buy it."

The corner of Yan Si Chen's mouth curved even higher. As he watched her figure walk towards the cashier, a hint of gentleness appeared in his eyes.

Three sets of clothes, a total of over 70 thousand.

Rong Ya Hui's commission should not be small, from the envious gaze of the other employees, it could be inferred.

Coming out of this shop, he walked in front while Su Qian carried the clothes for him, as if he was a follower.

However, Rong Ya Hui was still jealous.

Because he wasn't even qualified to carry Yan Si Chen's clothes.

He took out his phone and called Zhang Yi. He wanted to tell him that this fox spirit was pestering him.

However, when she heard from the phone, she thought of Yan Si Chen's cold face saying "Miss Rong seems to have meddled with things too much", his face immediately flushed red.

When Zhang Yi picked it up, she was unable to say what she had wanted to say.

She greeted him with a few words.

He seemed to be in a bad mood on the other end of the phone.

After saying a few words, he impatiently hung up.

Rong Ya Hui held onto the phone that was cut off, while the hand at her side tightly grabbed onto the clothes rack beside him.

Actually, how could she not know that in Zhang Yi's opinion, she was not even considered a friend.

That day at the ball, even though Zhang Yi knew that the other party was not Su Qian, he asked her to help him vent her anger, causing her to be humiliated.

She was angry at her before, but she couldn't resist the benefits Zhang Yi gave her.

She did not look for Zhang Yi for many days, so she thought that she had guts.

In the end, there was a call at home saying that her father had hit someone in his car and they claimed 100 thousand yuan. Otherwise, they wouldn't have issued a letter of understanding and told her father to go to the office.

In the end, she still couldn't help but let go of her so-called backbone and ask Zhang Yi for help.

Zhang Yi was very straightforward. A hundred thousand dollars was a huge sum of money to Rong Ya Hui, who had just graduated two years ago. However, Zhang Yi did not even blink her eyes.

Taking the cheque, she went back home to look at the cheap stall, the two sets of Chanel dresses that Zhang Yi had given her and the few pairs of famous shoes. She knew from then on that her pride was not even worth two old dresses that she had worn.

Actually, it was not so much that she was rude to Su Qian because she wanted to fight for her sake, but more accurately, she was just jealous.