Long Qingtian's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked down at the girl in confusion.
The smile on Mo Jiu's face could no longer be maintained and became stiff.
Seeing that Long Qingtian didn't express his position immediately, Jiang Yichun thought that the other party was just not used to taking the initiative, so he smiled and took a step forward: "Brother Tian, can you give me one of these dresses? Or, can I buy it at the original price?"
Jiang Yichun had a noble attitude and what he said was hard to refuse.
Even the clerk looked at Long Qingtian expectantly, as if waiting for Long Qingtian to nod.
Long Qingtian turned his head, looked at Jiang Yichun expressionlessly, and said, "No."
Jiang Yichun was stunned.
Mo Jiu, who lowered his head and exuded an aura of despair, froze.
Raising his head with a swish, Mo Jiu looked at Long Qingtian in surprise, as if he was doubting whether what he just heard was true?
Long Qingtian turned around, signed his name neatly, then raised his head and said to the clerk: "All clothes will be destroyed immediately after they are delivered."
After saying this, he looked back at the stunned Mo Jiu and said, "Go and change clothes."
Mo Jiu felt that he went to the dressing room in a state of shock, took off his skirt in a daze, put on his own clothes, and walked out in a daze.
Only then did he see Jiang say something with a pure smile, while Long Qingtian still looked indifferent.
Mo Jiu lamented that Jiang Yichun's acting skills were really superb. She had been so ugly just now, and now she seemed to be fine. However, Mo Jiu never imagined how cruel this woman was.
After Long Qingtian sent Mo Jiu home, he drove to the army.
In the evening, Mo Jiayi called Mo Jiu downstairs. When Mo Jiu walked down, he saw two outsiders in the hall, one of whom was Jiang Yichun.
In the hall, Jiang Yichun didn't know what he said, which made Mo Jiayi laugh very happily, and the few people chatted happily.
Next to Jiang Yichun, a gentle man sat there politely.
"Xiao Jiu, come down quickly." Mo Jiayi waved to Mo Jiu excitedly. After gesturing for her to come down, she pointed at Jiang Yichun and said: "This is your sister from the Jiang family, whom you have met before."
Jiang Yichun smiled warmly at Mo Jiu, pointed at the man next to him and said, "This is my cousin, Jiang Zhao."
After Jiang Yichun said this, he looked at Jiang Zhao with a smile and said, "This is the daughter of the Mo family, Miss Mo Jiu. Xiao Zhao, isn't Miss Mo very beautiful?"
Jiang Yichun said this very straightforwardly.
If Mo Jiuruo didn't know what Jiang Yichun meant, then she would have spent eight years in Dongshi in vain!
When a man compliments a woman on her beauty, there is only one possibility: matchmaking.
Mo Jiu glanced at Jiang Zhao and saw that the man was a little thin and short. He was wearing a pair of black trousers and a white shirt.
He wore his hair in a standard middle parting, neatly, with his head lowered, and wore gold-rimmed glasses. When Jiang Yichun introduced Mo Jiu, he raised his eyes to look at Mo Jiu. His movements were not generous at all, but a little awkward.
Then the roots of his ears turned red, and he nodded and said, "Well, it's very beautiful."
Mo Jiu's eyes fell on Jiang Zhao's legs, but he saw that his legs were together and there was no gap at all between them.
Mo Jiu suddenly thought of a cold joke he saw on the Internet some time ago.
That cold joke talks about things that men can’t do but women can do. Of course, the first one is that men can’t give birth to children. I don’t remember which one it is. What it says is that women can sit with their legs together.
