"Qianhui, don't run around. It's dangerous..." On the road, Yu Xiaozi saw a car that was about to hit Qianhui. She quickly pulled her back, "Qianhui, you don't want to die.
Is it worth doing this for that kind of man?" She almost bumped into Qian Hui just now, which scared her to the point where her feet were weak. She angrily tied up some messy hair on her forehead and crossed her arms, "That man is so useless."
Qianhui cried as Lihua Daiyu gently hugged Yu Xiaozi, and she patted her back gently, not knowing how to comfort her.
After a while, she wiped away her tears, "This kind of man is not worthy of me crying for him. It's a waste of tears. Ah Zi, go to work quickly."
"But if you are like this, I still ask for leave to accompany you." Yu Xiaozi looked at her worriedly. After all, she was broken up in love, so she must be very sad.
"No, no, I have to go to the flower shop. I'm fine. I'm just a man. He's everywhere and he's not extinct." Qianhui pretended not to care. She probably wanted to be quiet.
"Okay, I'll go first, bye." She smiled, nodded, and motioned for her to go quickly.
When Yu Xiaozi returned to the company, she was thinking about why men like to be so frivolous. She thought about Qianhui and then looked at Yaruo, and everyone was hurt by love.
What about her? What should she do? Her relationship with Si Chengyu is unclear. Who are they?
"Baby, what kind of flowers do you want? Take a look." Hu Yue got out of the car with a naked and sexy woman in his arms. The hot red tight low-cut dress and the ready-to-explode breasts simply caught the attention of men. The fiery red
Lips, fiery red nails, fiery red high-heeled shoes, twisting and turning into a flower shop on the roadside.
Qianhui held her chin in her hands and stared at the two people who came in expressionlessly. This woman was really not married. She blushed... Now she is in an extremely bad mood and does not greet the customers who enter the store.
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After the pretty woman walked around the store, her eyes traced a poster on the wall. It was a poster of the famous star Anna. She looked beautiful and innocent, but who didn't know that she was with Hu Yue, the vice president of Huanyu.
"Hey, isn't this your girlfriend? She looks so pure and lovely." The woman raised Hu Yue's arm and looked at the person on the poster talking boastfully, but her eyes were full of jealousy, and her words could not hide her sourness.
Hu Yue looked at the poster. This Anna has been avoiding any scandals recently and has been neglecting him, so he had to find another flower. "She is very busy at work, but there is no place like you, a little fairy, who is so beautiful and seductive." Hu Yue said ambiguously
The look in his eyes, the woman's chin raised with her hand, all these actions fell into Qianhui's eyes. Their actions and words made Qianhui want to vomit in her heart. Are all men really the same?
Presumably that damn Xie Tianhao used the same method as the man in front of him, going behind his girlfriend's back and getting together with the vixen.
"Hey, how much is this?" The woman picked up a very beautiful bouquet of pink, white and blue roses and asked Qianhui at the counter.
With an extremely arrogant attitude, as if she didn't care about anyone, Qianhui frowned, glanced at the two of them, and didn't respond.
"Hey, I'm asking you, how much did you spend?" The woman held the flowers, her high heels clicked on the floor, walked towards Qianhui with a look of evil on her face, and threw the flowers on the counter.
Hu Yue stepped forward and asked, "Miss, how much does this cost?" Qian Hui did not answer.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Hu Yue took out his wallet from his expensive suit, took out 500 yuan in cash from the wallet, and handed it to Qian Hui, but Qian Hui had no intention of accepting it. Seeing that she didn't speak, Hu Yue thought that maybe she didn't have enough money.
He took out another 500 yuan in cash from the folder, "I think this should be enough." Then he put the money on the counter, picked up the bouquet of flowers, hugged the woman, and walked out the door.
Before leaving, the woman said, "Huh! In today's era, people who open a small flower shop are so arrogant."
Looking at the hundred-dollar bills on the table, she sneered. The man was really merciless in giving money to the vixen. He gave her 1,000 yuan for a bouquet of flowers.
He grabbed the money from the table, rushed to the door, grabbed Hu Yue's sleeve, and stuffed the other 600 yuan into his hand. "Give her the money as a tip." He glanced at the woman, then turned and walked into the store.
inside.
Hu Yue looked at the back of the figure entering the store in astonishment, and then looked at the money in his hand. Hu Yue felt a little funny but also inexplicably puzzled.
"Tch, with that kind of virtue, you don't even want to give her money. She is really a fool." The woman's disdainful words somehow made Hu Yue feel uncomfortable.