Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

It was approaching seven o'clock, and the night quietly climbed into the sky outside the window. At the entrance of Jinling Shopping Mall, there were crowds of people, including couples holding hands, little sisters, or brothers walking side by side.

Some shops around are still holding activities, making the surroundings more lively.

Wen Fan stretched out his hand and naturally put his arm around Shen Que's shoulders, leading her inside.

The tips of Shen Que's ears trembled slightly, and he felt a different atmosphere in this crowd. He unconsciously tightened the cane in his hand and relaxed it again.

Take the elevator all the way to the women's clothing area on the third floor.

The salesperson inside saw the two people and immediately came forward to greet them politely: "Welcome to Youxi. We specialize in uniqueness. If you don't like what you like, we can provide designers to make unique clothes."

Her voice was light and reached the ears of the two of them. It was not as flattering as other salespeople, but just polite.

There are more than [-] large and small chain stores of Youxi brand at home and abroad, and its eleven designers are all top-notch.

And each one has its own design style, and the clothes they make are clothes that suit the buyer.

The clothes displayed in each store are also different, because there is only one piece of clothing, so there will be no more than ten clothes in each store.

These ten pieces are made by ten designers in their spare time, for those who don't want to customize them to choose randomly.

Wen Fan nudged Shen Que towards the salesperson: "Custom-made ten sets for her."

"Ten, ten sets?" The salesperson's eyes widened. It was still ten sets of custom-made clothes in Youxi. This was the first time she had encountered them after coming here for so long.

Shen Que tugged at the corner of Wen Fan's clothes: "It's too much."

Ten sets, that includes jewelry. How much does it cost?

Wen Fan patted the back of her head: "It's okay. If your clothes don't fit in the future, tell me. You are the daughter of the Wen family."

As he spoke, he looked at the salesperson, took out a black bank card and handed it to her: "Ten sets, swipe the card, thank you."

The salesperson had to digest these six words for dozens of seconds before reaching out and taking them: "Okay, okay, is there a designer you like?"

Wen Fan frowned and looked up at the wall. Except for the first photo frame, which was empty, the rest had the designer's name written on it.

"One piece at a time."

"First, sir, we need to collect deposits one by one according to the designer's pricing. You can modify the draft after it is finished, but you can't do it once you start production.

If you have any special reasons why you don't want it. We will only refund 30.00% of the deposit.

And each of our designers is ranked from high to low. Their design styles are all different.
If you are not satisfied with the finished product, we will not refund or exchange it. It is recommended that you choose a designer you like, which is better. "

After the salesman explained it to him, he waited quietly for his decision. Ten sets, the amount was not small.

Wen Fan pursed his lips and said bluntly: "I've never understood that one designer wears one piece, and if it doesn't fit, you just don't wear it. You forget it."

The salesperson felt like she couldn't hold back her smile anymore. She wanted to smile! It was his turn to become rich overnight! Unbelievable!
But her professionalism allowed her to suppress her excitement: "Okay, Miss, please come behind the curtain and I will measure you."

Wen Fan: "Don't be afraid, I'm outside, go ahead."

Shen Que was speechless in his heart. How could he see that he was afraid? Or does he just like this one?
Following the salesman behind the curtain, Shen was a little sleepy listening to the sound of sales records being made.

According to time, it was time for her to take medicine.

After a long while, Shen Que came out and the sales account began: "The total is 8000 million, and you need to pay a deposit of [-] million as the design fee."

Wen Fan nodded. The salesperson picked up his bank card and swiped it on the machine. He heard a ding and the money arrived.

Shen Que felt a little bit hurt, [-] million, just went into someone else's pocket!
Seeing her frown, Wen Fan thought she was embarrassed. He raised his hand to take the bank card and stuffed it into her palm: "No password, no limit, just use it as pocket change."

Shen Que held the bank card and couldn't help but ask: "How much money do you have?"

Wen Fan pondered for a few seconds: "I haven't counted. There are too many scholarships, stock trading, companies, red envelopes, and Wen family shares."

"Very proud!" Shen Que gave a thumbs up and lowered his head.

Wen Fan rubbed her head: "You will have it in the future too."

Shen Que smiled and said nothing, and the two left together. ——

At this time, ten designers who were traveling around the world looked at a list of customer information uploaded on their mobile phones and asked at the same time: "Why does this customer information look so familiar?"

And at the same time, he booked the earliest flight to Dongjun Kingdom.

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Little did he know that his few words of information had already kept ten designers awake all night. Shen Que, who had been working on and revising the draft all night, slowly came out of the bathroom stall.
Stepping to the sink, she leaned the black crutch quietly on one side and turned on the faucet. The cold water wet her hands, and she washed them slowly.

The corners of his lips were raised slightly, and his voice was soft and melodious, which reached everyone's ears along with the sound of rushing water.

"Follow me all the way. If you still don't come out, I have to leave."

She turned off the faucet, picked up the crutches, and turned around slowly. A breeze blew by, blowing the hem of her skirt, accompanied by the sound of the door being locked.

Several tall men glanced at Shen Que greedily, as if they wanted to see through Shen Que.

"Little sister is very vigilant, she has discovered all this!"

The man had big yellow teeth and his face was pockmarked.

Shen Que placed his fingertips on the crutch and said calmly: "Who asked you to come?"

They are not professional killers, so they are not on the path, right? Wen Yurou? still
Several people looked at each other.

"Girl, don't resist and suffer less. This is the only thing we can tell you!"

"Brothers just want to take pictures, kiss you, and play some adult games."

"Hey, who, who asked you to worry about those people who should not be worried about? We, we use money to do things!"

After the stuttering man finished speaking, Shen Que also guessed who it was, and the last smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth.

"I know who it is, you can die."

The light words reached their ears without a trace of warmth. Before they could react, a gust of fragrant wind blew by, causing pain in their necks.

Blood dripped onto the white tiles.

thump!thump!thump!
There were sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground one after another.

Shen Que turned her back to them, and a ghostly smile came from her throat: "Just do it, why are you talking so much! Ha!"

The black crutch in his hand lost its appearance and turned into a sharp sword.

On the blade of the sword, red blood dripped down the tip and onto the corner of her skirt. She raised her arm and swept it gently, and the blood disappeared.
Stab! The sharp sword blade was wrapped in black again, and two men in black appeared behind them, carrying the body and leaving, taking away all the blood on the ground.

As if nothing happened.

Shen Que washed his hands again before walking out of the bathroom. Wen Fan, who was playing with his mobile phone outside the door, noticed her coming out, put away his mobile phone and stepped forward.

"The bathroom door suddenly closed just now. Did something happen?"

Shen Que said calmly: "No, the wind must be blowing."

Wen Fan nodded: "The wind has been really strong recently, let's go."

They went to the jewelry store again and bought several sets of necklaces and earrings, as well as some clothes, and spent a lot of money.

It was close to nine o'clock before returning to Wen's house.

As soon as he entered the door, Qian Rui stepped forward with a dark face and asked, "Wen Fan, where did you take your sister so late at night? You didn't even answer the phone?"

Wen Fan looked indifferent: "The battery is out, and there are indeed too few clothes. I took her to buy some more."

Shen Que raised his eyebrows slightly. She remembered correctly. When taking measurements, Wen Fan's cell phone rang twice, but he didn't answer it. In the end, he used his mobile phone to pay for jewelry.

So there was no power, just now?
Sorry, the update is a little late today, sorry, sorry, sorry!