Please Put on Your Vest, Madam

Lu Qingyi hasn't been to the supermarket for a long time, and when she walked into the supermarket, the position of the cargo rack changed quite a bit.

"Eh, Misook, did you see the car at the door just now?"

Yao Meishu and a middle-aged woman dressed as a lady were walking around the supermarket arm in arm. The middle-aged woman asked mysteriously.

"I saw it, I can't see the brand, it's quite ordinary."

Yao Meishu said.

She looked at the cars by looking at some big brands. The black car at the door didn't have any standards. She took it for granted that it was an ordinary car.

The middle-aged woman said softly: "Then you don't understand."

Yao Meishu is a little curious, "how do you say?"

"From Kyoto, do you see the license plate number?"

The middle-aged woman said excitedly.

Her husband sells cars, and she knows them thoroughly.

"I tell you, there are no signs of cars in Kyoto. The price is not what you can estimate. They are customized. All the accessories are the best. How much more expensive than those famous brand cars, this is also rich. Symbol of man."

The middle-aged women have a particularly understanding look, she and Yao Meishu popularize science.

Who can't mess with, sometimes you will know when you see the car. Her husband has taught her a lot of science, because she is afraid that she will offend people if she goes out accidentally.

"real?"

Yao Meishu was startled and looked at the middle-aged woman in an incredible way.

When did such a big man come to Jincheng?

Why is there no movement at all?

"I lied to you and no money."

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes, and she threw the things she wanted on the shelf into the shopping cart.

"I think that car seems familiar."

Yao Meishu frowned. She didn't know why she always felt as if she had seen that car somewhere.

Quite familiar, she filtered it through her mind, but she still didn't think of it.

"Maybe...oh, is that your daughter?"

The middle-aged woman was about to say something. She just turned around and saw Lu Qingyi pushing a shopping cart to pick vegetables in the vegetable area.

She didn't know Lu Qingyi, only Lu Jiayue. Lu Qingyi and Lu Jiayue were quite similar in appearance.

Middle-aged women are actually not very sure, that girl is not Lu Jiayue.

Yao Meishu followed the eyes of the middle-aged woman and saw Lu Qingyi.

"My eldest daughter."

Yao Meishu smiled at the middle-aged woman and said.

In fact, I don't want to admit it in my heart, but anyone with eyes can see it.

So how can two people who are similar are not mother and daughter?

Thinking of the similarities, Yao Meishu's eyes flashed unconsciously.

"Very handsome, so beautiful."

The middle-aged woman used two adjectives and nodded in praise.

Several of the children of the Lu family are very good and good-looking.

Yao Meishu asked, "Are you ready?"

Not wanting to run into Lu Qingyi, Yao Meishu wanted to leave as soon as possible.

"Your daughter, don't you go up to say hello?"

The middle-aged woman looked at Yao Meishu in surprise.

Yao Meishu shook her head, "I still can't do it."

"Go."

The middle-aged woman didn't understand what happened between Yao Meishu and Lu Qingyi, so she took Yao Meishu and walked in Lu Qingyi's direction.

——

Lu Qingyi carefully selected vegetables, and she was about to leave when she saw Yao Meishu.

She frowned slightly, pretending to leave without seeing it.

"Then who, daughter Misook, wait a minute."

The middle-aged woman didn't know Lu Qingyi's name. When she saw Lu Qingyi was leaving, Yao Meishu didn't move at all, so she spoke.

Misuk's daughter?

Lu Qingyi's footsteps did not stop. She knew she was calling her, but she was particularly upset when she heard these words.

I don't want to admit that she is Yao Meishu's daughter. If there is a choice, she would rather have never been in this world.

As Yao Meishu's daughter, she felt sick.

"Lu Qingyi."

Yao Meishu's tone was cold, and she called out Lu Qingyi's name.

"Something?"

Lu Qingyi turned his head, his tone indifferent and distant.

She put her left hand in her trouser pocket and held the handle of the shopping cart with her right hand. She was not enthusiastic when she saw Yao Meishu, her eyes were so calm as to look at a stranger.

Yes, it is a stranger.

"How old is the little girl? Do you have a boyfriend?"

The middle-aged woman didn't think there was anything wrong with the atmosphere, she stepped up and down to look at Lu Qingyi again.

The daughters of the Lu family are very beautiful, and she also wants to introduce her son.

"ill."

Lu Qingyi glanced at Yao Meishu's direction, his thin lips lightly opened, and he slowly uttered two words.

Middle-aged women: "..."

She looked back at Yao Meishu and frowned.

Yao Meishu’s eldest daughter is too impolite, right?

"Yao Meishu, I don't mind smashing things again, let alone slap you again."

Lu Qingyi took her left hand out of her pocket and slowly put it on the shopping cart, she looked at Yao Meishu coldly.

She speaks bluntly and speaks what she wants to say in front of the middle-aged woman.

There is no need to give Yao Meishu any face.

Yao Meishu's face changed slightly, Lu Qingyi's slap was painful, and she was still vividly remembered. She has been nurtured by many geniuses.

"Misook, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged woman was a little puzzled, she watched Lu Qingyi push the shopping cart away with a dazed expression on her face.

Lu Qingyi beat Yao Meishu?

Daughter beats mother?

She suddenly felt that such a girl was a bit scary. How could a daughter beat her mother?

"Let's go."

Yao Meishu shook her head. She didn't plan to say anything more, she was going to check out the middle-aged woman.

If you really go to the supermarket and you will see Lu Qingyi, maybe she won't come.

Lu Qingyi felt very disappointed, and the moment he saw Yao Meishu in his good mood disappeared.

"Misook, look."

The sharp-eyed middle-aged woman went to Lu Qingyi and got on the Kyoto car, and she patted Yao Meishu sharply.

Yao Meishu followed the direction pointed by the middle-aged woman and saw Lu Qingyi carrying shopping bags into the driver's seat of the black car.

Her brows frowned.

If that car really belonged to a famous family in Kyoto, how could Lu Qingyi know it?

"Does your eldest daughter have no feelings for you?"

The middle-aged woman was very curious. She could only see indifference from Lu Qingyi's eyes, nothing else.

Yao Meishu did not answer, it was silence.

emotion? How could they have such a thing?

She never knew that Lu Qingyi could actually drive.

Lu Qingyi got into the car, she fastened her seat belt and sent a text message to Xu Boyan:

[I have bought things, now I am going back. 】

Xu Boyan's text message was returned quickly: [Be careful. 】

Lu Qingyi curled his lips and started the car slowly.

He may have been waiting for her text messages, otherwise how could he reply so quickly?