Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

The middle-aged man glanced at her and looked Shen Wanci up and down: "Who are you? What if it gets damaged? Can you compensate?"

Qin Yuezhi hasn't seen such an arrogant person for a long time, "The store won't dare to accept clothes that are damaged by just touching them."

She glanced at the LOGO, which she had never seen before, "What kind of off-brand clothes are sold here? The clothes collected here are big-name luxury goods, not rags that are worn out."

Qin Yuezhi thinks that he still respects the old and loves the young, but this man looks like he is dragging him to the sky, which is really annoying and unpleasant.

"It's a French brand that specializes in men's handmade suits. It's relatively niche."

It was Shen Wanci who answered her.

Qin Yuezhi: "You know all this?"

"Well, most of Bo Jingzhou's clothes are from this brand."

"..."

Qin Yuezhi's eyes widened in surprise. He first looked at the dress, and then looked at Shen Wanci: "This dress?"

Is it from Bo Jingzhou?
  She asked why Wan Ci was interested in second-hand men's clothes. Bo Jingzhou was not bankrupt yet, so he would not be reduced to wearing clothes worn by others.

Shen Wanci: "Bo Jingzhou has a pair of the same style, but men's clothes are all similar in style. It should just be similar."

Qin Yuezhi shook his head: "It's impossible. If it's a private order, it's impossible to bump into it. Even if it's similar in general, the details won't be exactly the same. Why don't you take a look?"

The middle-aged man listened to their conversation, "What do you want to do? Steal me, right? As soon as your upper and lower lips touch, this dress becomes yours? Then if I go to the bank and say that all the money is mine, I will Mom will be rich."

He blocked the sight of the two of them with his body and waved his hand impatiently: "If you don't buy it, don't get involved."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the clerk with bright eyes: "How much is this dress worth? It should be very expensive if it is customized, right?"

If this is sold, how many bets can be made?

That damn girl has such expensive clothes and still pretends to be poor in front of him. I don’t know how far she and that man have progressed. Every piece of clothing she buys is custom-made. She can’t buy a car or a house when she gets married, and she takes millions. The betrothal gift.

He was going to get rich. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the wrinkles on his face bloomed.

Shop assistant: "It's quite expensive..."

Before he could finish his words, a petite figure rushed in from outside the door. Before anyone could react, he snatched the clothes away and said, "No, I won't sell this dress."

The middle-aged man reacted first, his face changed, he turned around and grabbed the other end of the clothes: "Let go of me, I gave birth to you and raised you, and provided for you to go to college. If you don't study hard, try to find a good one." You work to make money for me, and you follow your mother's lead and hook up with wild men. Now you want to stop me from selling some clothes, you lose money, you are a shameless thing..."

He cursed dirty and vulgarly, as if the person in front of him was not his daughter, but some sworn enemy.

Xie Chuyi had been scolded by him with these words since she was a child, and she had long been numb. However, at this moment, she still felt unprecedentedly embarrassed, as if someone had stripped her clothes and thrown them on the street.

Her hand holding the clothes did not loosen at all: "You can sell whatever you want, but you can't touch this dress."

"Okay," the middle-aged man said simply, "These are your boyfriend's clothes. If you take them home and let me see them, I won't sell them."

Xie Chuyi knew his character too well. As soon as he proposed this condition, she knew what he wanted to do and refused: "No, and he is not my boyfriend."

"I'm not your man, and I'm giving you such expensive clothes. You think I'm stupid. If you don't call me back, then go away and don't delay me making money."

"I won't let you touch this dress until I die." 　　　 "You..."

The middle-aged man raised his hand and was about to hit her. At the critical moment, the clerk stopped the farce: "Sorry, our store can't accept this dress. Not only our store can't accept it, but also other stores can't accept it. It's a private order." No matter how valuable it is when you buy it, you won’t be able to sell it.”

The man didn't care about hitting anyone anymore. He let go of his hand and strode up to the clerk: "What do you mean?"

Qin Yuezhi was eating melon on the side with great gusto, without even looking at the watch. The boss called her several times but he didn't get her attention back, so she had to eat the melon too.

Xie Chuyi patted the wrinkles on her clothes lovingly and planned to take the clothes and leave while her father was arguing with the clerk. As soon as she turned around, she was stopped by Shen Wanci, "Sorry, can I take the liberty to ask, give you this What’s your surname for the person wearing this piece of clothing?”

Xie Chuyi's eyes were very red, and her voice was trembling: "No."

Seeing the resistance in her eyes, she hurriedly said: "I don't have any other intention. I just think this dress is pretty. I want to buy one for my husband, so I want to ask him where he bought it."

Xie Chuyi hugged her clothes and left without saying a word.

Qin Yuezhi: "Do you want to catch up and ask?"

Shen Wanci shook his head: "Have you bought the watch?"

The other party didn't want to say that she couldn't tie people up and force them to confess.

Qin Yuezhi shook the gift box in his hand and said with a heartbroken look: "I've bought it, it's more than [-] yuan. Qin Jingrui is really a waste of money. If he can't make back the money in the future, I'll see if I beat him to death." Pig head.”

Shen Wanci smiled and said: "Ask your lawyer Huo to take care of him more, it's a matter of lawsuit."

"Forget it, I'm afraid our Qin family will lose its descendants."

"...If you have any objections to Lawyer Huo, there's no need to curse your own family."

"If he can't find a girlfriend, he doesn't even have a girlfriend, how can he have a child? What else is it if he doesn't have no descendants?"

Shen Wanci: "Isn't Lawyer Huo's girlfriend you?"

"Wasn't I just thinking about kicking him? And how many people in the world are as stupid as me who would eat meat and get involved in it?"

Shen Wanci: "..."

After coming out of the second-hand luxury store, the two of them went back to their respective homes.

Bo Jingzhou made an appointment to talk with someone today, but before he came back, Shen Wanci went to the cloakroom and looked through it several times but couldn't find the dress.

She had nothing to do and happened to be in the cloakroom, so she packed her luggage as well. She didn't even bring two pieces of clothing, so a thirty-inch suitcase was packed to the brim, but this was far from enough to support her stay abroad for such a long time.

So she hates winter.

After packing, she took her suitcase to the first floor. It was still early, and Shen Wanci was bored, so she simply took out a pen and paper to draw.

When Bo Jingzhou came back, he saw her squatting on the coffee table, "Wanwan, what are you doing?"

"Paint," Shen Wanci handed him the painting: "Look, does this dress look good?"

What she drew seemed to be the familiar piece of clothing she saw in the Ershe store. (End of chapter)