"Well, the key to the front door is in the hanging basket hanging in the kitchen."
"Let's get things done before we go back tonight."
"The gas money will be reimbursed and the bonus at the end of the month will be doubled."
After Song Yueliang put away her things in the underground garage, she made a phone call before walking back.
It only took about ten minutes to return to the first floor of the department store. Before I could go up, I saw the wandering old and young people in front of the moving escalator.
Qiqi and her mother-in-law were holding hands and standing next to the entrance under the escalator.
There were people coming and going around, but there were only two of them, as if time and space had stopped.
The expressions on their faces were equally weird, dull, dull, and their eyes were unfocused.
It's like the soul has left the body.
Song Yueliang's heart skipped a beat and she walked over quickly, "Qiqi, mother-in-law, what happened?"
There was already a coldness in his eyes when he asked.
While she was away, someone bullied her daughter and the old man?
"Mom, look at my head." Hearing her mother's voice, Qiqi finally came back to her senses and pointed at the top of her head with her trembling hands, "Mom, I have eight thousand dollars on my head... I dare not move.
"
Zhang Xifeng also trembled, "Yueyue, why don't you take the eight thousand yuan first?"
Song Yueliang, "..." She was too anxious to pay attention just now, but now she saw that the hairpin on her daughter's head was...K's hairpin?
"Qiqi, where did this come from?" she asked, thinking about it.
"An uncle gave it to me. He said it wasn't worth much, so he asked me to wear it and play with it." Qiqi, who was wearing it and playing with it, almost burst into tears.
How dare she play with a hairpin worth 8,000 yuan?
She is not even worth 8,000 yuan! With those hairpins on her head, she feels like her head is no longer hers.
When Song Yueliang arrived, the young man seemed to have a backbone and was finally able to move a little.
Zhang Xifeng rubbed her stiff old waist, "I didn't dare to take Qiqi around, so I specifically stood in a crowded place waiting for you to prevent people from snatching the hairpin."
Oh my God, the old lady was not frightened by the mean woman, but she was frightened by these hairpins.
A small pair with a glass bead embedded in the middle would cost four thousand yuan...
I can’t afford to live in the city!
"Tell me what happened, what's going on?" Song Yueliang asked while holding her daughter's hand to take off the hairpin, with a calm expression on her face.
She had only been away for a moment, so how could someone show up and give her daughter such a generous gift?
Qiqi immediately told the story from beginning to end with a small mouth.
After finishing speaking, the baby's little eyes wandered.
She had never complained before.
It seems that after having a backer, she becomes different...
"Qiqi, what did you call that uncle?" Song Yueliang asked lightly.
Qiqi, "Uncle Fu, he said his surname is Fu. My mother-in-law and I have met him."
After saying this, Qiqi thought for a while and then described in more detail, "Mom, Uncle Fu is so tall and good-looking, as good-looking as you. And he is so powerful. When he talks, that bad aunt is like
I can’t get a word in.”
What a relief!
Qiqi didn't dare to say this. She always felt that after having a mother, she seemed to have become a little bit worse.
He can kill people, complain, and say bad things about people... ugh.
Song Yueliang lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while, her eyes trembling violently under her long eyelashes.
The surname is Fu.
Very tall, very good-looking.
Ha, good job.
He just happened to show up when she was away, and the timing was perfect.
Zhang Xifeng felt something was wrong and worried, "Yueyue? Are we in trouble? Is that young man a bad guy? Or is this hairpin stolen? Could it be that he is plotting against Qiqi?!"
Seeing the old lady's guesses getting more and more outrageous, Song Yueliang calmed down and said comfortingly, "Mother-in-law, it's not a big deal. He may be someone I knew before."
"Who? Is he your friend?"
"No." Song Yueliang's eyes were very cold, and she pinned the hairpin on Qiqi's head again, "She's a coward."
Zhang Xifeng, "..."
The coward hiding in the dark is a coward, "..."
Qiqi didn't know what the adults were thinking. She only knew that she had another eight thousand yuan on her head. She didn't dare to move, and said with a sad face, "Mom?"
Why did she wear a hairpin again?
Song Yueliang knelt down and kissed her little cheek, "Baby, this is from a street stall. It's fake. Wear it for fun."
Qiqi, "..." She didn't quite believe it.
Immediately, Song Yueliang handed Qiqi to Zhang Xifeng, "Mother-in-law, Qiqi, wait for me here for two minutes. Just stay here. Don't go anywhere."
After saying that, Song Yueliang walked up the moving escalator.
This posture made Zhang Xifeng feel a little uneasy for some reason. She wanted to follow him and take a look, but was afraid that Qi Qi would see something bad.
She had a hunch that Yueyue was looking for someone to settle the score.
After being together for so many days, she didn't dare to say that she knew much about Yueyue, but Yueyue was definitely not someone who would swallow her anger when things happened, especially when the person who bullied her and Qiqi was the one who bullied her.
Mainly Qiqi, she took advantage of it, eh.
"Mother-in-law, what are you doing up there? Why don't you take me with you?" Qiqi Xiaojiojio was about to move and wanted to catch up.
Zhang Xifeng said, "Maybe I missed something. Be good, your mother will come down later."
…
Song Yueliang went up to the second floor and ran directly to the store.
The young woman is still in the store, but her face is ugly.
I was humiliated just now, and now I am still feeling angry.
Hearing footsteps coming in from the door, the young woman looked up, then her expression changed and she smiled, "Mr. Song? I haven't seen you coming for a long time. There have been a lot of new arrivals in the store recently, and the styles match you very well!"
Can I recommend it to you?"
In department stores selling high-end women's clothing, there are very few people who don't know Song Yueliang. Even if they don't, they will go out of their way to remember her face as familiar.
This is also true for ladies and ladies in the upper class circles.
The sales of stores like theirs are mostly supported by people in the upper class circles.
Moreover, Song Yueliang is very simple when buying things. Once she likes something, she won't be too picky and will just take it away.
And the most important point is that Song Yueliang is one of the people in the circle who cannot be offended the most.
This point is tacitly understood by anyone who pays even a little attention to the upper class.
Song Yueliang glanced at her and pointed to the long skirt in the window, "Just that ink long skirt."
"Okay, I'll get it for you right away. Mr. Song has good taste. We only have one piece of this dress in our store. It's unique." The woman smiled happily.
If this skirt is sold, her performance this month will be greatly improved.
"Where do you live from?" Song Yueliang asked casually from behind.
"From Muge Town." The woman did not doubt that he was there, thinking that Song Yueliang was bored and chatting with her casually.
"What kind of business does the family do?"
"Hey, my parents just run a small shop at home. It's not even a business, but it can't be compared with a big boss like Mr. Song." The woman flattered and brought the skirt to Song Yueliang's eyes, "Mr. Song