Don't mess with the rich girl

Mu Qingqing, with a cold look, smiled and felt a glittering bank card from his dark trouser pocket. Said, "I'm here to buy clothes."

The clerk hissed coldly and didn't want to answer her dirty hands. "Hurry up and go to another store. If you don't go, I'll call the police."

Mu Qing turn a deaf ear to her words as like as two peas, and go straight to their phone, directly dial the number of the occupied Yu Fei, which is exactly the same as the last phone number.

After dialing the phone, Mu Qingqing took the lead in opening his mouth: "Mr. Zhan, are you discriminating in doing business with Zhan Ying clothing?"

Zhan Yufei frowned and felt a little strange listening to the sound of Huachen smoke. He asked, "who are you and why are you calling me from the landline in the store?"

"Your shop is a big bully. I just fell outside and wanted to buy a new suit. The people in your shop wanted to blow me out." Mu Qingqing continued with a few words of sarcasm.

"It turns out that you judge people by their appearance." Mu Qingqing said one after another like touching porcelain, just not reporting his name.

Zhan Yufei frowned after listening to her talk, and fell into distress for a moment. He remembered her voice. It was Huachen smoke.

With that, before he could answer, Mu Qingqing hung up the phone so that she could stare at the clerk who blew her out with brown eyes in her spare time.

Just a few seconds later, the landline in the store rang again.

The clerk stared at Mu Qingqing warily and had to answer the phone.

Zhan Yufei asked her what had happened in the store. The clerk told Zhan Yufei about a dirty woman in the store, adding that he suspected that the woman was mentally ill.

After listening to the clerk's description, Zhan Yufei scolded her and warned her to be polite to the guests.

Then, the clerk's face flashed a trace of embarrassment, looked at Mu Qingqing, and then made an apology to Mu Qingqing.

"Miss Hua, I'm really sorry. I'm blind to Taishan. So you're Zhan's friend." the clerk apologized to her and bowed 45 degrees later.

Mu Qingqing waved his hand carelessly, knowing that Zhan Yufei had heard the sound of Huachen smoke. He said, "I'm just a customer who comes to buy clothes."

The clerk said respectfully, "Mr. Zhan said that you are free of charge in the store today."

Mu Qingqing conveniently picked up a black chiffon coat and casual jeans from one side and said, "it's not necessary to avoid orders. I'm just a consumer here."

The clerk pinched a cold sweat. Just now Zhan Yufei smiled and said to her that he was fired. It felt really flustered.

Casually grabbed two sets of black casual clothes. Mu Qingqing handed the card to the clerk and motioned her to swipe the card.

Where did the clerk dare to take her money, he said, "Mr. Zhan said, you are free of charge, and you can take the clothes."

"What should be brushed is still to be brushed. I don't mean to trouble you. There are so many clothes shops in this mall. I came because I like Zhanying clothes." Mu Qingqing pressed the card in the clerk's hand and looked very easy-going.

The clerk was even more embarrassed. She really looked down on people. How did you offend your old customers? After understanding Mu Qingqing's meaning, he brushed the card according to Mu Qingqing's meaning.

MuQing put away the card, took the clothes into the fitting room and changed into clean clothes. The image of the whole person instantly became like a delicate daughter. Her unique cool temperament was pressed at the bottom of her heart, but it showed a sense of celebrity arrogance.

She had this natural temperament, but because she was a little dirty, the clerk's attention was on her clothes.

The clerk watched her go out of her shop and secretly wrote down her face. She was afraid that Mu Qingqing would kill her again one day.

He changed into clean clothes and bought some things he needed. Mu Qingqing drove the swaggering Maserati to a bar called "night" in Zhaoxi city.

She ordered a glass of whisky with ice. She sat on the soft bag sofa with the glass in her hand.

The atmosphere in the bar was very lively. She looked coldly at the enchanting men and women on the dance floor. If the day is right, Zhan Yufei will come here to drink and have fun.

She sat in a dark corner with a shallow smile tucked in her lips, like a spectator who had already seen through the secret of heaven. Just wait for the protagonist of the play to appear.

From his pocket, he felt the famous watch given by Mu Anren. Mu Qingqing stroked the cold watch strap, and his other hand kept turning the wine glass. The game has just begun.

DJ changed a new dance music and the bar fell into a short silence.

Zhan Yufei walked into the bar from the side door and went straight to the bar.

He came alone.

Wearing the blue suit from Zhan Ying's clothing production line, the cut is appropriate, which further sets off his gentle and jade like image. It's just that he seems a little lonely tonight.

"What a coincidence, you come to this bar too." find the target, and Mu Qingqing waits for the opportunity. Quickly, he arrives at the bar, holding a wine glass with only ice in his hand.

"Miss Hua?" Zhan Yufei looked her up and down. She was wearing the new summer dress of Zhan Ying, with black chiffon jacket with horn sleeves, blue jeans and black hair. The new Chiffon coat, the white one, suits her better, but I don't know why she chose the black one.

"I went to your store to buy clothes today, but the people in your store almost kicked me out. What? You're not going to buy me two drinks?" Mu Qingqing teased me with a smile on his lips, which didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

In Zhan Yufei's eyes, the smile was like a rose in full bloom in the desert, and instantly lit the fire to wood that had been extinguished in his heart.

He took a step forward, grabbed Hua Chenyan's chin, raised it slightly, and stared at her tan eyes.

He asked, "you don't pretend to be Huachen anymore?"

He never mentioned Zhan Ying's clothes to HUACHENYAN. She knows the location of the store and can call him from the landline in the store. These two points are enough to prove that she is mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing knocked off his hand, sneered and asked, "didn't you hear the news that Mu Qingqing had died from their mouths when you entered the redundant wood house?"

Zhan Yufei was stunned for a second and felt cold all over. Mu Qingqing's black-and-white photos are indeed hung in Mu's living room. Who is this woman who looks almost the same as Mu Qingqing?

"How did you become a daughter to the boss of the export trading company?" Zhan Yufei didn't understand this. He knows that Hua laoming is the boss of export trade. It can be said that he has abundant funds. It is impossible to play the role of father to Mu Qingqing for money.

"What does this have to do with you?" Mu Qingqing turned his head and said to the bar waiter, "another glass of whisky."

Zhan Yufei's eyes stayed on her white neck. She was proud in her bones. It was not the kind of wood Xiaoyou who could follow him with a little coaxing. Maybe she aroused his desire to conquer in his heart.

The noisy scene is not suitable for chatting. The sound of music is better than the sound of chatting.

Without a word, Zhan Yufei grabbed her wrist and planned to take her outside the bar.

Seeing that they wanted to leave before they paid the bill, the waiter certainly wouldn't let them go.

Five security guards suddenly appeared behind Mu Qingqing. Naturally, they came to stop them from leaving.

"Let go." Mu Qingqing took his hand out of his hand.

Zhan Yufei took out his wallet, took out a few hundred yuan bills and gave them to the waiter. Then the security guard behind him made way.

"Go to a place with me." Zhan Yufei said to her when he knew she didn't want to talk to him.

"Mr. Zhan, you're too conceited. I'm not one of you. What are you doing with you?" Mu Qingqing turned back to the bar and grabbed the wine glass prepared on the table again.

Sipping the liquor, Mu Qingqing's fingers lit it on the table.

Zhan Yufei looked at her up and down again. With her appearance and posture, being a daughter to the boss of export trade must have achieved some ulterior goals. In other words, each takes what he needs.

Mu Qingqing glanced at him lightly and said, "put away your dirty ideas. I'm not as cheap as you think."

"Isn't Mr. Zhan getting married? I'm here to wish you a happy wedding." Mu Qingqing held up his glass and handed him another glass of wine from the table.

Her behavior is unpredictable, but one thing, Zhan Yufei heard a pleasant feeling from her words.

His face was slightly stiff. Rao pretended to be gentle and elegant. This minute, he couldn't calm his inner anger.

He hates Mu Qingqing's so-called blessing to him at this time. She knows what he wants.

Zhan Yufei took the wine from her hand and drank the spirits in the glass in one gulp. The cold and hot feeling overlapped in the stomach cavity. His eyes stared at Mu Qingqing deeply, and his gentle face for so long was finally torn off.

"I don't need your blessing." Zhan Yufei said unhappily. "You know what I want."

"Oh, what? Married my sister and became a father again. Do you have any reason to be unhappy?" she shook her head sarcastically.

There was deafening music everywhere. Zhan Yufei didn't hear it clearly. He approached Mu Qingqing again.

"What are you talking about?" Zhan Yufei asked her calmly.

"I can't imagine that senior Zhan is usually very gentle and will be angry." Mu Qingqing said with a smile.

The wine money has been paid. Zhan Yu flew to this place to relieve his depression. He didn't expect to meet her. At this moment, it added another layer to his depression.

Seeing Mu Qingqing's appearance at the moment, he won't go anywhere else with him. Somehow, he sat on the bar chair and looked at her.

Mu Qingqing drank one mouthful after another. Zhan Yufei didn't say a word. He took the wine cup from her and drank it one cup after another.

All his thoughts were captured by Mu Qingqing's eyes.