47 Departure 3
Song Chujiu spoke so confidently that the people over there couldn't say a word.

The three women blushed with anger, but they couldn't say a word to refute her.

She has admitted so clearly that she is shameless, what else can you scold her for?
Seeing her nonchalant and smiling appearance, they were so angry that they couldn't even vent their anger.

Song Chujiu took a deep look at them, twisted her waist and walked away.

Although she was only wearing a very simple and conservative white dress, but for some reason, the moment she turned around to leave the venue, that back view reminded everyone of a word - peerless elegance.

It is undeniable that if one were to find a woman in the entertainment industry who was as glamorous as she was, this woman must be Song Chujiu.

Not only because of her face, but also because of her temperament, because of her aura, the strange and irresistible charm formed by her combination.

……

When Song Chujiu turned around and stopped at the entrance of the alley she rented, she suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and looked at the bodyguard behind and said, "That's right..."

She pinched the dress and blinked: "Is there the tag of the dress?"

The bodyguard and Jiang Chenxi's assistant over there were stunned.

tag?

The assistant who brought her clothes over there found the bag for the dress, and then nodded: "Yes."

"but…"

The assistant handed her the bag, looked at her happy face, and said with some doubts: "Miss Song, may I ask, what do you want the bag for?"

Song Chujiu lifted up the skirt carefully, for fear that the dirty water underneath would stain the white skirt on her body.

She jumped out of the car and stopped when she heard the assistant's words.

She turned around, her fox eyes were dark and bright, and she said calmly: "Take it and sell it"

"Without a tag, you can't sell it"

"Such a dress should be worth a lot of money"

She paused, looked at the astonished expression of the assistant, blinked her fox eyes, and gave her a wink: "That bastard Jiang Chenxi won't be so stingy that he even wants to take back a piece of clothing, right?"

"Tonight he tore up my clothes, this one is considered to be his companion!"

"I will not retreat!"

Song Chujiu carefully hugged her skirt, like a rare treasure.

The assistant was amused by her action, and slightly pursed her lips, revealing a dimple.

"will not"

"You just leave"

"Can be refunded within seven days"

Song Chujiu waved at them with a smile, and happily walked towards her broken doghouse.

The assistant in the car in the distance saw the woman in front of her who was wearing a high-end dress from C's family. She lifted up her skirt and lifted it up to her thighs. She looked at her straight back even though she was walking in an alley, and that The gradually blurred back suddenly sighed.

"I always feel that this time, Young Master Jiang is going to fall."

"Mr. Jiang's recent anger has skyrocketed compared to before."

"Especially when it comes to this woman..."

This woman is so elusive, so mysterious, she is like an enigma.

After you discover this side of her, you don't realize that she has another side.

And her calm demeanor, which is neither humble nor overbearing, is also something she appreciates very much.

"Let's go, Young Master Jiang is still in the hospital, let's go to the hospital"

(End of this chapter)

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