Sweet Wife is Hard to Pursue

The two people on the bus were wearing caps and masks. They didn't talk all the way. Lu Qinghuan sent them home in turn.

After returning home, Lu Qinghuan called Wu Chun.

"Should I hire a driver for you? A driving assistant? " Lu Qinghuan asked.

"Don't say goodbye for the time being. There's no announcement now. It's not too late to find it when we're busy in the future. Now we don't make much money. Don't spend money indiscriminately." Wu Chun suggested.

"All right." In fact, Lu Qinghuan is the same idea. He can save a little. He sits there once or twice a month, which is not an obstacle.

But she just feels that other artists have some treatment, and she doesn't have it. She always feels as if she is inferior to others.

"What's the matter with you? You never cared about this before. We're partners now, aren't we? " Wu Chun sensed something sensitively.

Lu Qinghuan knows what's going on. She can't say that she had such a messy idea because of a woman's stimulation.

"Nothing. It's just inconvenient." Lu Qinghuan said.

"Next time I drive directly to the shooting place, and then I pick it up and send it back and forth. It's nothing. If you're sorry, give me more of your money and don't hire any drivers." Wu Chun said.

"Well, besides, don't be too tired. Have a good rest recently."

"OK, that's it."

The next day, Lu Qinghuan took a taxi to the mall early in the morning. Although there were some clothes that could be worn at home, they were all in the style of six months ago. She had been busy working for six months and had no time to buy new clothes. The clothes six months ago are more old-fashioned for now.

After walking around the mall, Lu Qinghuan didn't find her favorite styles, because most of them were styles a few years ago. Although some changes have been made, they are about the same. The only thing she can see is a brand she likes very much. However, this year, this brand has only made some changes in patterns and made some embroidery on clothes, It's not that she doesn't like embroidery, but she has always liked relaxed clothes recently.

It's very comfortable to wear a long dress with suspenders and a small coat at this time, but it's really not easy to find the right style.

After coming out of the shopping mall, Lu Qinghuan went to the brand store. After a round, he didn't get much. Maybe it's because they are too picky about clothes. It's difficult to choose favorite clothes from these clothes. Although there is nothing to say about the quality and style of these clothes, they are the previous styles and have nothing new, What she doesn't like most is casually on her clothes.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Qinghuan sat in the coffee shop drinking coffee and was in a daze. It was very frustrating for her that she couldn't buy suitable clothes. It showed that she couldn't dress properly at the opening ceremony tomorrow. Although she didn't want to compete with that person, she couldn't look very dark at least.

After thinking about it, Lu Qinghuan turned out the shopping software and searched for clothes on the Internet. There are many on the Internet, but they are all foreign products. Even if they are bought directly by plane, it takes more than ten hours to go back and forth, which is impossible to get.

Thinking of Lu Qinghuan makes her sad. She even wants not to attend the opening ceremony, but she doesn't attend the opening ceremony because she can't buy her favorite clothes. Even if this reason is said, I'm afraid no one believes it.

The coffee in front of her slowly cooled. Lu Qinghuan pushed the coffee aside and looked at the pedestrians outside the window. She liked the feeling of empty brain. It seemed that her brain could get some relaxation.

Cars came and went at the intersection, and each car was driving in a very orderly way. Suddenly, a car rushed through the red light, and a pedestrian who was about to walk past was knocked out.

People gathered in the past, surrounded the car and the people who crashed, and the scene became out of control for a time.

When someone was hit by a car, Lu Qinghuan's brain seemed to burst and hurt. She didn't know how to describe the pain, but it was very painful, especially painful.

Suddenly, Lu Qinghuan burst into tears. She was lying on the table crying, her shoulders shaking violently.

"Guest, what's the matter with you?" The service staff in the store came and asked. The other service staff looked at Lu Qinghuan and didn't know what was going on with the guest.

Lu Qinghuan only knows to cry. She grinned and cried, as if she had encountered a very tragic thing, more like a wronged child.

"Visitor, what's the matter with you? You will affect our work. " The service staff saw that there were no obvious scars on the crying guests. They should not have been injured. They should have encountered something unhappy or something else, but it affected the business of the store. The crying voice made the guests look here.

Lu Qinghuan cried and couldn't stop crying. She grabbed a pile of money from her wallet and put it on the table. Then she left here quickly with her bag.

She is very sad, especially sad. She has never been so sad. She wants to give up everything here and leave this sad place. Although she doesn't know why, a voice in her heart tells her that this is a bad place and she should leave here.

There is no place for her. In fact, she has been abandoned by the whole world. She has no relatives, parents, friends, and the people she loves most don't want her. In fact, she is an indifferent person at all.

The reason why she works hard is just to prove that she actually exists, but it can't prove anything. The things she was abandoned have never changed.

Uncomfortable, unspeakable uncomfortable.

Lu Qinghuan, who ran out of the coffee shop crying, bumped into a man.

"Sorry." Lu Qinghuan apologized. After apologizing, she ran directly to the other side of the road.

The man just hit by Lu Qinghuan quickly grabbed Lu Qinghuan's hand.

Lu Qinghuan turned and looked at the man who grabbed her hand in surprise. She saw a man with a duck tongue hat. The man was wearing a gray coat, gray glasses and his mouth was covered by a mask.

"Gao Yang?" Lu Qinghuan asked uncertainly.

The person who was hit was Gao Yang. He just passed by here, and the place where he lived was nearby, so he took crying Lu Qinghuan to the place where he lived, and wanted to see what happened to Lu Qinghuan and why he suddenly cried so fiercely.