"I'm rich, you care about me? I can buy it if I want, and it's not your family's stuff. What are you doing meddling around here?" Lin Qingya replied unreasonably.
Sun Xue wanted to say something, but Zhao Xiulan took it down.
Since you know that people are unreasonable and lack quality, you and arguing are just wasting words.
Zhao Xiulan said, "Let her go, let her buy it if she wants to."
Lin Qingya didn't expect Zhao Xiulan to say this, originally thought Zhao Xiulan would be very angry.
Zhao Xiulan would only feel happy when she was angry, but with Zhao Xiulan's indifferent attitude, Lin Qingya felt that her fist hit the cotton, as if it could not cause any harm to Zhao Xiulan.
Although Lin Qingya didn't want this dress so much.
She simply thought that Zhao Xiulan liked it, and wanted to **** it from Zhao Xiulan, so that Zhao Xiulan could also taste the feeling of being robbed of love.
The Jiangcheng she liked so much was snatched away by this country woman, how could she be willing?
Even now that Jiang Cheng and Zhao Xiulan are married, Lin Qingya is still brooding, and she even thinks that one day Jiang Cheng will be able to divorce Zhao Xiulan, she is still willing to marry Jiang Cheng.
The sales clerk on the side heard Lin Qingya's question and asked, "Comrade, this sweater costs 21 yuan, plus a seven-foot cloth ticket."
After the sales clerk finished speaking, seeing that Lin Qingya didn't move or pay out, she asked a little displeased, "Comrade, do you still want this dress? If you can't afford it, say it as soon as possible, don't argue with others. , delay the time of other customers, you delay the incident of our staff."
Lin Qingya heard the salesperson's sarcasm, and angrily took out the money and tickets from her pocket and handed them to the salesperson, "Who said I can't afford it? A lowly guy!"
Even though Lin Qingya didn't want this sweater so much now, but being mocked by the salesperson, she naturally couldn't lose face with Zhao Xiulan and bought this sweater out of anger.
What a taste!
No matter how old you are, you still buy this kind of pink clothes, and you are not a child, and you don't see if you are suitable or not.
The salesperson took the money and tickets, counted the number, packed the clothes and handed them to Lin Qingya, and then smiled and greeted Zhao Xiulan, "Hello, comrade, we still have a few yarns of this style and color here. Do you want any more? If you want, I'll find it for you now?"
Lin Qingya was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect it to be there.
So today I spent money and did useless work, and didn't steal anything from Zhao Xiulan at all?
Lin Qingya sighed even more in her heart.
What is this all about?
Zhao Xiulan still liked this sweater, so she nodded, "Okay, comrade, please help me find it."
"Okay, wait for me." The salesperson began to look for clothes of the same style and color among the piles of goods.
After looking for a while, I found it, and then packed it up for Zhao Xiulan.
Sun Xue on the side asked inexplicably, "Comrade Zhao, are you sure you want to buy it? There is another nerd who also bought it, and will wear the same clothes as her in the future, don't you feel panicked?"
Under normal circumstances, no one likes to wear the same clothes as others, bumping into shirts.
However, Zhao Xiulan knew that Lin Qingya only deliberately targeted her to buy this dress, and she didn't look at the dress when she saw her.