A cup of hot coffee and four egg tarts, thank you."
Standing in front of the counter of the restaurant, he thought about those things and rubbed his forehead. The outcome of some things was still unknown, and it was useless to think about it. He was not the kind of extremely smart person. To plan the layout, he could only rely on experience and
The understanding and grasp of certain people's characters that were decades ahead of their time. In the follow-up to his last life, many people in the dark world have died. Their characters, many things and decisions they have made have been revealed by others.
He has conducted analysis and research, which is his biggest advantage.
It would be great if people like Kelly Fornim could help me find a way. In my previous life, I was just a simple killer. For this extremely smart Lily woman, I have more admiration in my heart. Thinking of this
, the figures of Marilyn and her daughter suddenly floated through his mind. Marilyn was good to him, he understood, and was moved, but for Heidi...she was in the rebellious stage, and since he didn't want her to be too sad, he had to
Of course, it would be hypocritical to say so. Of course she would be sad if she left, but in short, out of sight is out of mind... Maybe when Heidi has passed this rebellious youth, everyone can become friends again... maybe
Friends who don't go to bed... He thought about the feeling of being with Marilyn but not going to bed. Sure enough, it was a bit awkward.
"your."
"Thanks."
After taking the food in the plastic bag, when she turned around, she saw Yahan, her baby mother and a group of bodyguards staring at Fengxue coming out of the building opposite. Yahan had a windbreaker on her head and a small face.
The little one's whole body was covered tightly. Next to them, there was a cute little fat man with a round face. He was gesticulating and saying something.
Going shopping in this weather, woman, your name is Nitian... With a sigh, he walked out of the fast food restaurant. While eating, he followed them...
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"Hey, Yahan, Yahan, come here quickly. What do you think of this necklace? The workmanship is good and the color is beautiful. It costs thirteen thousand. It's not expensive."
Due to the approaching snowstorm, there were not many people in the large supermarket located in the center of Manhattan at this time - of course, that was only compared to the crowded scene on weekdays. Moreover, it is a supermarket. There are surrounding annexes.
There are also many shops, and some luxury stores naturally have independent storefronts. Now, a group of people are selecting things in this jewelry store. Speaking of which, it is just a little mother with a shopping craze jumping around the counter.
, the little fat man nicknamed Steamed Bun was talking next to him. The two of them seemed to have a similar affinity. Within a day or two, they became friends through chatting. As for Yahan, she was just sitting on a bench at the edge of the shop.
. Holding her chin and looking out boredly. She was originally very enthusiastic about shopping, but she has been in no mood recently.
"Thirteen thousand. It's US dollars." Yahan turned her head when she heard her mother's call, "And I think it's a bit fancy. Isn't the smell of gold too strong?"
"Thirteen thousand US dollars. So I said it's not expensive." My mother raised her eyebrows in a show-off manner. With the Zhang family's financial resources, they really don't pay attention to this level of squandering. "And I think it's just fancy."
It suits your little mother and I, let’s see, doesn’t it look explosive?”
Looking at the way her little mother hung the necklace around her neck, Yahan couldn't help but laugh, but she understood in her heart that her little mother was just trying to cheer herself up by making noises like this. The steamed buns on the side looked at it a few times.
: "No, the wheat ear-shaped chain actually gives people a very simple feeling. I think this necklace matches Mrs. Zhang very well."
"You can still talk, steamed buns, and you have a bright future. I'm optimistic about you." After laughing a few times, my mother lowered her voice and said, "Hey, to be honest, I think you're a nice person. Do you want to date Yahan? Tell me frankly.
Tell me."
"Uh, haha..." Steamed Bun blushed and couldn't help but laugh awkwardly, "Uh, I think this necklace suits Miss Zhang very well. Uh, you, you, you... what do you think?"
"Stop pretending, let me tell you the truth. Yahan just lost her love. If you can make her happy, I will help you." After whispering this sentence, she turned her head and said, "Wow, it's true, Yahan.
, come and see, this blue gem is very suitable for you... Please take out this necklace, and this one, wrap it up... Yahan."
Smiling, he walked over and took Yahan's hand. He was about to drag her over, but he saw that Yahan seemed to have been stimulated. He stood up and looked outside the store. Then he broke away from her hand and walked away quickly.
Got out.
"What happened? Who did you see?"
As Yahan walked to the corridor outside the store, in front of his eyes was an indoor square with a fountain, elevators one after another, and corridors connecting the six-way floors with a transparent "concave" shape.
There are shops of all sizes. The central air-conditioning provides sufficient heating. Hundreds of shoppers are walking up and down to the soft English songs. It seems quite difficult to find a look in such a crowd.
difficulty.
After standing there and staring for a long time, Yahan shook her head in disappointment: "I, I may have seen it wrong."
"You have been thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night. Now everyone you see looks like the person you thought of." My mother patted her on the back of the head, "It's been half a year, you."
,Dead-hearted..."
"But...it really looks like him..."
"If you don't tell me, my boyfriend has discussed it with you... Go, go, don't miss him, come in and pick out jewelry with me, don't disturb my interest!"
With a dissatisfied beeping sound, the little mother pulled her in and asked her to stand and choose the jewelry forcibly. Then, regardless of the protest, she bought all the jewelry that she liked. It was about half of the total package.
A medium-sized shopping bag was carried by the bodyguard at the back, and he continued to browse other stores.
However, with the glimpse just now, Yahan was always a little absent-minded along the way. She occasionally looked around, trying to find that familiar figure. Ever since she watched the video of the street murder yesterday, she had always had a feeling in her heart.
She had a premonition that Jia Ming had come to New York, and it was this speculation that made it difficult for her to determine whether the figure she just glimpsed was the real Jia Ming following her, or whether it was an illusion caused by her own thoughts.
"Come on, come on. Take off your clothes, take off your clothes, let me see your figure..."
When she reacted again, she had already been pushed into the dressing room by her mother, who was reaching out to unbutton her clothes.
I don’t like this dress. No need…”
"You don't like it, I do. Isn't this purple dress suitable for you? Put it on, put it on, I won't hurt you!"
"You'll catch a cold if you wear a skirt in this weather."
"There is heating in here, and if you think about people you shouldn't think about all day long, you will catch a cold, which is more serious than a cold. According to me, you should dress yourself up beautifully and attract a large group of young men to chase you...
...Haha, take it off for me quickly!”
As they spoke, in the narrow dressing room, coats, underwear, trousers, and thermal pants were forcibly taken off one by one. They were thrown to the ground, and the high heels were kicked aside. Yahan, who exposed her slender legs, smiled.
Struggling, he stretched his hands towards the waist of the woman in front of him.
"Haha, you actually dare to resist, you unfilial daughter, unfilial daughter..."
"Aha, indecent..."
The voices of two women who looked like sisters came out of the dressing room laughing and joking. Because they were speaking in Chinese, the American salesperson selling clothes outside didn't know exactly what happened. Mantou and a group of bodyguards just stood there with expressionless faces.
There, his muscles twitched. Mantou put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky as if he was in a trance. At a certain moment, there was a sudden pop and he reached out to cover his mouth and nose. Blood overflowed from his fingers before he had time to do so.
When he was about to react, the leader of the bodyguard next to him had already handed the tissue in front of him, and the two of them looked at each other strangely.
"Thanks."
"Need not."
After a while, the door of the dressing room finally opened, and she came out wearing a long purple dress. The eyes of everyone around her widened. Outside the store separated by the glass exterior wall, several men and women who were shopping subconsciously
He slowed down his pace, pointing and talking to Yahan in the store. He closed the door of the dressing room, and the image of Yahan at this time was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling dressing mirror.
The elegant long dress with purple as the base and white as the edge fits perfectly. According to the golden ratio of the upper and lower body proportions, it perfectly accentuates Yahan's tall and graceful figure. The slender waist is gently tied up, and the skirt is not
It is as wide as an ordinary dress, elegant and simple, but it is full of oriental flavor. In addition, the face has just recovered from illness and has become a little melancholy because of the worries in my heart, mixed with a little paleness. It perfectly interprets the expression of
The concept of smoky oriental classical beauty.
"Come on, come on, see for yourself, use your own eyes to prove my sharp vision and elegant taste, little mom, it's really fascinating..."
He happily pushed Yahan in front of the fitting mirror and looked at the image in the mirror. Yahan tilted her head and smiled helplessly. Suddenly, a figure crossed her eyes and she turned around suddenly.
Seeing the flow of people outside the store separated by a transparent glass wall, most people subconsciously looked over here, but the figure disappeared in an instant and could not be found no matter what.
Is it another hallucination caused by overthinking...
"What's wrong?" My mother's eyes followed her gaze as she wandered around the crowd in confusion, and then she yelled, "Steamed buns, those people over there... isn't the one in the middle the mafia you mentioned?
Why did he run out of the hospital? Yeah, he saw us."
In sight, there are many plastic tables and chairs not far away, which is the food area of the store. At this time, more than ten people, led by a certain blond American young man, are working there, two of them
, Yahan is acquainted with her. They met Mantou the day before yesterday because they believed that Yahan was eavesdropping. As for the blond young man, he is the protagonist who lives in ward No. 14. We all live in the same hospital.
Oh my God, sometimes I look up but don't look down, and I can be considered an "acquaintance" who I haven't even said hello to.
At this moment, the two groups of people were not far apart. Yahan's aura after coming out of the locker room seemed to have affected that side. All the mafia people also looked here, and some seemed to be whistling, aware of it. Looking at the eyes of my mother and others, the blond young man acted like an acquaintance, raised the paper coffee cup in his hand, said hello from a distance, and then came here with more than ten people... …
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Although she has great admiration for the classic movie "The Godfather", it is of course impossible for her mother to regard the real mafia as a good person who likes to uphold justice in the world. Coming here, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "Hey, the mafia is here, do you want to call the police?"
"I don't think so, they don't dare to do anything bad openly..." The steamed bun beside him said softly, maintaining a smile on his face.
"Bad thing? What kind of bad thing can he do..." The woman rolled her eyes twice and muttered, "Who are you? If you are sick or in pain, you just stay in the hospital. We women can only go shopping. A group of grown men are so idle that they go shopping in a store. They are perverted... Mr. Chen, these people probably don't have any evil intentions. I heard that the mafia is also good at kidnapping... By the way, Yahan, go in and take off your clothes. Change it back..."
Turning around, the two women entered the dressing room again. After a while, Yahan had already changed back into her winter clothes. As for Steamed Bun and the others, they had already begun to greet and chat with these people. Introduction, it is said that the name of the blond young man at the head is Robert. The injury on his body is probably not fully healed. At this time, he looks similar to Yahan, with a trace of paleness on his face. After getting to know each other, he began to invite the two The beauty went over to have a cup of coffee.
"I'm really sorry about what happened the day before yesterday. Neil and the two of them were too nervous and had some misunderstandings with Miss Zhang. If you don't mind, how about going over for a cup of coffee? How about apologizing for what happened the day before yesterday?"
Although not all those who work in the underworld are bad people, but drinking coffee with the mafia, who knows if there may be any accidents. My mother smiled and said: "Haha, I'm sorry, I have the next stop, which happens to be... …”
"It's okay, let's go have a drink." Before she could finish her refusal, Yahan didn't know what she was thinking, but she suddenly agreed, interrupting her polite refusal. Robert laughed, stretched out his hand, Signing for the lady to go first, Yahan glanced at the crowd with a dull gaze. Yahan nodded and walked over there...