"Do you know Long Zhutian?" Yang Zimei asked in surprise.
Murong Yuan nodded.
"How did we meet?"
Yang Zimei really wanted others to talk to her more about Long Zhutian, even if it was trivial, she would be very interested.[
I really didn't expect that Murong Yunqing actually knew Long Zhutian.
Murong Yunqing stared at her with his dark eyes hidden behind his lenses, "Do you know what kind of person he is?"
Yang Zimei shook his head and asked with interest, "In your mind, what kind of person would he be?"
Murong Yunqing avoided her gaze, lowered his head slightly and said: "A person who can never be surpassed."
"Oh?" Yang Zimei was surprised that a proud person like Murong Yunqing would actually give such a comment to Long Zhutian.
"How did he make it impossible for you to surpass him?" Yang Zimei asked.
Murong Yunqing smiled but did not answer, lowered his head and took a sip of Coke, "Feeling."
"Feeling? Then what kind of person is he?" Yang Zimei hated him so much that he talked for a long time, but he still didn't tell how he met Long Zhutian and what kind of existence Long Zhutian was in his mind.
"I can't explain." Seeing her anxious look that couldn't wait to get to know Long Zhutian, Murong Yunqing suddenly felt that she was in a terrible mood.
He took out his handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth, stood up and said, "Ms. Yang, I have other things to do, so you can eat slowly."
Yang Zimei saw that he didn't want to say more and didn't force anyone to do anything, so he had no choice but to say: "Okay, you're busy."
Murong Yunqing looked at her deeply and then walked out of the barbecue restaurant.
"Sister, Murong Yunqing also likes you." Xiao Qian said at the side, sticking out her tongue.
"Haha." Yang Zimei smiled. Naturally, she could feel that Murong Yunqing was special to her.
Life is really a strange thing. In her last life, she wanted to find a man with two legs to love her and let her end her homeless life, but her search was fruitless. No one wanted to love her like a beggar.
woman.
In this life, she had no intention of planting willows, but she blossomed everywhere. People who thought she was unattainable in her previous life had a favorable view of her.
This may have something to do with her ability!
If a person wants to have any kind of interpersonal circle, he must make himself a person of that circle's level.
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After coming out of the barbecue restaurant and passing by the women's market, Yang Zimei thought that she hadn't gone shopping to buy clothes for a long time. Most of the clothes she wore were bought by her mother. She would wear whatever she bought.
Yang Zimei casually walked into a clothing store that looked very nice and stylish, and saw that the styles of clothes inside were quite to her liking.
There are several uniformed clerks in the store who are enthusiastically greeting some customers who come in.
Yang Zimei was wearing ordinary clothes, a small white dress that her mother bought from a cheap store. In addition, she was young and had no adults around her, so no shop assistants came up to greet her. They just treated her as a casual visitor.
People who stroll.
Yang Zimei has long been accustomed to this and feels comfortable with it.
She took a fancy to a white silk dress worn by a model.
This long skirt looks simple and elegant. It has a wide silk ribbon with a light golden bow tied around the waist, which is tied to the side. It gives people an elegant and fashionable feeling. It must feel good when worn.
"Staff, can you try on this skirt?" Yang Zimei called to a clerk not far away and asked.
The clerk glanced at her lazily and said, "I'm sorry, this dress has already been ordered, and it's very expensive. You'd better look at others."
Was ordered?
Yang Zimei frowned slightly. She didn't mind that the clerk thought she had no money, but she really liked this skirt.
