Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"We only have one dress, and... If you attend the same occasion and wear the same dress, you may hit the dress..." the staff reminded them intimately that they will never sell the second same dress here. After all, if hitting the dress is a very embarrassing thing, it will lose face. To this end, losing a customer is not worth the loss.

Deer looked contemptuously at the staff in front of him. He seemed to have no respect for them. He rolled his eyes and said: "Do you think I'll be compared with that cheap woman with the same dress? I just want to embarrass her and let her know what to do, who to rob, and what kind of things, even if she robbed it, it won't be her!" Lu made a shallow remark, aggressive and didn't give a little good impression.

"I want to see the dress at home in the evening, okay?"

When Lu Qianqian finished, he turned and left. The staff in the store looked at each other and didn't know what decision to make. Finally, after thinking over and over again, the customer manager decided to transfer the same thing from other places on the same day, "Lu Qianqian, we can't afford to offend......" everyone understood the hidden meaning of this sentence.

Although Feng ChuChu occupies the name and position of a secretary's wife, he is actually helpless and has no support.

Although everyone felt sorry for her, the most important thing was to keep their jobs. In a society that barely filled their stomachs, no one had the energy to care about other people's life and death. Tired of working every day, people soon forgot about these things. It didn't seem that anyone remembered them until the night when the dinner began two days later.

"Madam, you are really beautiful today!" Mama Zhang looked at Feng ChuChu's appearance, as if she could feel stepping on the tip of people's heart every step. Feng ChuChu looked at herself in the mirror and whispered, "I don't think it will embarrass Si Yeqing!" she was like a portable toy. The only thing she imagined was how to make Si Yeqing happy.

At the dinner party, the wind came down from the car, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The flash lamp frequently turned to the wind, and all kinds of sounds sounded. The wind skillfully raised a smile and waved to all the cameras. "Look here, look here..." Mrs. Si Yeqing, this title makes Feng clear, but it occupies a lot of pages. Feng clear and gentle is nearby, waiting for Si Yeqing... A lengthened Lincoln slowly stops outside the red carpet. I don't know who leaked the news of this private dinner and attracted so many reporters. The owner's house looks at a loss, which doesn't seem to be informed by them.

"Si Yeqing is coming, Si Yeqing is coming!"

The reporters did not know who shouted, and all the cameras ran towards the extended Lincoln in an instant. When the door opened, the wind stood at the air outlet, blowing a cold wind. There was no one around. They were helpless. Looking at Si Yeqing, surrounded by many people, he gently frowned. He looked very impatient, turned back and gently stretched out his hand.

In the car, a pair of hands stretched out and gently put them in the hand of Si Yeqing. There was a bit of fear in his eyes. He nestled in Si Yeqing's arms and looked around vigilantly. The reporter's flash was not stingy, but Si Yeqing raised his hand to cover the woman's face in his arms. That kind of indulgence was reflected in his words. That's not the reason why the wind was cold and the blood flowed back.

"This is deer shallow! You see..."

In the crowd, as like as two peas in the arms, the reporters seemed to find that the lady in the arms of the secretary was not his wife, but the other woman. What's more, the dress and the wind of the deer were the same! Exactly the same! The reporters looked back at the wind's eyes, and made her feel guilty. I don't know. But in people's eyes, she seems to know the deer's shallow dress and wear it on purpose.

She makes a fool of herself in everyone's eyes.

The woman in the arms of Si Yeqing looked at the wind clearly and raised an arc of ridicule at the corners of her mouth, "if you want to fight with me, you're still too tender." Lu Qianqian's smile makes Feng ChuChu lower her head. At the moment, no one will believe whatever she says. Just like when Lu Qianqian was gang raped, she didn't know until she came to the scene, but no one wants to believe her no matter how to defend.

Even if she took out the evidence of her absence and the evidence that she had no reason to frame the deer, no one believed it.

In front of the fact, everything seems to be a certainty. Feng ChuChu is the sinner, the bad woman who destroys other people's feelings, just like today... Lu Qianqian is always the woman in Si Yeqing's arms who needs protection, and she is just a used item that can be discarded at any time. Feng ChuChu laughs at himself, lowers his head and hugs himself. He feels a little cold, even if she leaves now Open, no one will find out.

"Fool!" a voice sounded around Feng ChuChu. Before she could look back, she was led away. Si Yeqing frowned imperceptibly when she saw the back of the woman leaving with other men. "Who are you!" Feng ChuChu was in a moment of panic and fear. He raised his head, saw some familiar brown hair, and said incredulously: "Lin Zixiang?"

Lin Zixiang turned back, blinked, turned left and right with the wind, and came to a room. There was a noisy sound outside. The sound insulation effect of the room was very good, and he couldn't hear a sound at all. "Why are you here?" asked Feng ChuChu, surprised and happy. Lin Zixiang scratched his head and said with a little embarrassment: "my grandfather has to let me come and see you to get familiar with the domestic environment."

"Oh, you were invited too?" Feng murmured, rubbing his sore ankle and saying misunderstood.

Lin Zixiang opened his mouth to explain and wanted to say that he was actually the grandson of the organizer, but when he saw the clear expression, he didn't continue to say anything. He just looked at her and asked, "did you hit the shirt with that woman?" Lu Qianqian? Feng ChuChu nodded awkwardly, but smiled to comfort Lin Zixiang and said, "it's okay. I'll leave later. No one will notice. The focus is not on me..."

"Who said that? You are much more beautiful than her!"

Lin Zixiang always has a youthful childishness of a boy who has not grown up, which makes Feng ChuChu laugh.