Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 295 Fakes
An Qi was so annoyed that she could only answer: "Zhai Yang, are you annoyed?"

"Xiaoqi, you are finally willing to answer my call. I thought you had forgotten me."

On the other side of the phone, Zhai Yang flattered An Qi with smooth words: "I'm in Kyoto now, and I made a small fortune by accident. I want to treat you to a shopping trip. Miss An will give me a favor?"

"Are you in Kyoto? What are you doing here in Kyoto? I warn you not to pester me again!" An Qi squinted her eyes impatiently under the sun.

Zhai Yang quickly assured: "Don't worry, I definitely don't mean to pester you. I just want to thank you for introducing me to Mr. An, so that I can have this good job now. I just want to find an opportunity to thank you."

"That's it." An Qi felt relieved instantly, "Then how do you want to thank me?"

"Of course it depends on your mood, Miss An. I will buy you whatever you like." Zhai Yang's tone sounded quite generous.

An Qi glanced at the bustling streets in front of her and couldn't help but feel moved.

She hesitated for a moment and agreed happily: "This is what you said. Don't be stingy when we meet later."

"No problem, I'll wait for you at the Kyoto Commercial Building."

After hanging up the phone, An Qi's mood instantly lifted.

It seemed that today was her lucky day. Not only did she escape smoothly, but also the enemy Zhai Yang came to give her money and flowers.

By the time she walked into the most luxurious Kyoto shopping mall in Kyoto, An Qi had already thought about what she wanted to buy.

Zhai Yang had been waiting for a long time. He saw An Qi coming from a distance and immediately smiled and waved to her.

An Qi also saw Zhai Yang's figure, and her breath was suffocated for a moment.

I have to say that Zhai Yang and Zhan Mochen look so much alike that at a glance, An Qi really thought it was Zhan Mochen standing there waving to her.

"An Qi, long time no see." Zhai Yang came over with a smile.

An Qi came back to her senses in an instant, raised her chin and walked in: "But you said you wanted to invite me to go shopping. Don't regret it later."

"How could that be? Don't worry, I have enough money." Zhai Yang took out his bank card and waved it in front of An Qi.

An Qi's eyes lit up and she took the initiative to take Zhai Yang's arm: "Then let's go."

Zhai Yang was so flattered that he almost walked with the same hands and feet.

In fact, he was not at ease with An Zhengming, fearing that An Yan's affairs would be discovered and An Zhengming would push him out of the tank.

Now that I have pleased An Zhengming's biological sister, at least An Zhengming will not easily regard him as a scapegoat, right?

Of course, it would be better if he could really catch up with An Qi.

"This one looks good, this one looks good too, which one do you think looks better?"

An Qi walked into a luxury store, picked up a new summer bag, and turned around to ask Zhai Yang.

Zhai Yang felt a pain in his heart, but in An Qi's charming eyes, he nodded readily and took out his card to pay: "I bought them all, as long as you like it."

An Qi smiled brightly and finally gave Zhai Yang a good look.

After visiting a few stores, An Qi glanced at Zhai Yang, who was carrying large and small bags next to her, and suddenly said: "Zhai Yang, why are you so nice to me?"

An Qi has been under strict control at home recently. After arriving in Kyoto, she stayed in a hotel every day. It has been a long time since she felt so free and unrestrained.

But besides being chic, she still has some brains.

Pies in the sky don't fall for no reason. Her parents suddenly became nice to her because of the profit from her.

How could Zhai Yang, such a miserable little model, allow her to spend so much money for no reason?
Zhai Yang didn't expect An Qi to ask this suddenly. His eyes flickered and he lowered his head in embarrassment: "Xiao Qi, I like you!"

"Are you confessing to me?" An Qi was surprised. Zhai Yang wasn't really attracted to her, was he?

She doesn't look down on a good-for-nothing man like Zhai Yang!

An Qi felt bored. Without waiting for Zhai Yang to say anything else, she walked away quickly: "Let's continue shopping." Zhai Yang didn't feel embarrassed and followed him with a smile.

An Qi soon walked into a high-end clothing store. The clothes in the store were from a high-end luxury brand. Not only were the prices high, but they also had very high requirements on the customer's body shape.

An Qi herself is quite tall, but she has a washboard figure that is not convex in the front and not curvy in the back. She looks a little less elegant.

After trying on several items in a row, she was still not satisfied. She couldn't help complaining: "How are your clothes designed? Either the waist is too narrow or the shoulders are too wide. How can people wear them?"

The clerk still kept smiling in the face of such unreasonable complaints.

And he quickly chose a new dress for An Qi, which showed his professionalism very well: "I'm sorry, miss, why don't you try this one again?"

What the clerk brought to An Qi was a beige dress with a one-piece neckline. It had pleats at the waistline, the waistline was also very high, and the skirt was relatively wide, which could perfectly cover the flaws on An Qi's figure.

"The dress itself also comes with a white silk scarf. If you pin it at the neckline, it will make your collarbones look particularly delicate, or tie it around the neck to highlight the beautiful lines of your neck."

The clerk introduced it with a smile, and took another silk scarf to help An Qi match it.

An Qi took one look and felt quite satisfied, so she took the dress into the fitting room.

After coming out, she held up the hem of her skirt and turned around in front of the full-length mirror.

She found that this skirt really fit her figure. It not only covered the fat on her waist, but also used the silk scarf to attract other people's attention to her chest. The skirt was just the right length and made her calves slender. .

An Qi was in a good mood and waved towards Zhai Yang: "That's it."

Zhai Yang's expression changed. He stood aside and looked at it several times, but hesitated to speak.

This skirt is too expensive. If he really buys it, the balance on his bank card will become negative.

Especially that dispensable silk scarf, which is sold separately, and the price is almost as much as a separate skirt!

An Qi saw that Zhai Yang was not moving, and her face suddenly turned ugly: "What, you don't want to buy it for me?"

"No, I think this dress doesn't match your skin tone. If you don't believe me, ask her to stand over and take a look. She looks very white in beige clothes."

Zhai Yang rolled his eyes and pointed at the clerk wearing a uniform of the same color.

The clerk's face turned dark instantly.

This stingy man just ignored her if he didn't want to spend money, and he still blamed her.

She quickly declined with a smile: "This gentleman is really joking. We are wearing work clothes and cannot match the temperament of this lady."

After An Qi heard this, she looked carefully in the mirror, and her face suddenly turned dark.

The counter girls in these luxury stores are indeed deceitful. This skirt is obviously dark, and they actually recommended it to her. What a sinister intention!

An Qi turned around and rushed into the fitting room with a dark face.

Two minutes later, An Qi came out of the fitting room with the clothes, threw them into the clerk's hands, and walked out angrily: "This dress doesn't suit me, I don't want it anymore!"

"It's okay, you two walk slowly."

The clerk knew that this business was hopeless, so he could only send the customer out with a smile.

When An Qi walked out of the store, the clerk turned back to pack his clothes, but his expression suddenly changed.

She trembled and looked at the store manager aside: "Sister, that silk scarf is gone!"

"what?"

The store manager was also shocked and subconsciously turned to chase An Qi and Zhai Yang who had just left the house: "Please wait a moment!"

(End of this chapter)