However, when her eyes moved to the invoice in the bag, her face sank instantly, with a string of numbers written on it, which should be the phone number and so on.
Needless to say, this kind of thing must be written by the salesman. As for the intention, a fool can guess it.
Song Jiuyue looks at Fu Yan plaintively, but he just goes out to buy something. A sister takes the initiative to send the phone number to the door. It's really annoying. She takes the invoice out of the bag, ravages it angrily and throws it into the garbage can. The snacks in her mouth seem to have no flavor.
Fu Jin sat over at this time, saw the expression on Song September's face, frowned, took the snack on the table and put it into her mouth.
Song September is a little stuffy now. I don't know whether it's Qi Fu Jin or Qi himself.
"Fu Jin, tell me honestly, did you just make eye contact with others?"
Fu Yan's corner of the mouth fiercely a draw, stretched out a hand to touch to touch her forehead, discover and have no fever, know this woman may be making trouble without reason.
There are many reasons why a woman is angry. As for why she is angry, it's still a mystery in the world. So he directly hugs her in his arms, clasps the back of her head and kisses her.
Song Jiuyue's words were all blocked in his mouth and he could not speak them out. At last, he had to be soft and put his hands around his neck.
Fu Yan embraces people, embraces them, goes upstairs, throws them on the bed, and presses them up. As for what to do, everyone knows. Naturally, it's a shame.
Before Song Jiuyue could react, he was succeeded by the other party. There was a blank in his mind. All the salesmen and little girls didn't know where she had lost them. His mind was full of disaster.
In front of him is his enlarged face, and his breathing sound is beside his ear. At this time, song Jiuyue has the strong feeling that Fu Yan belongs to her.
Her mind is like fireworks, finally "bang", slowly burst open, the whole person is like falling into a soft cotton bed, until the sound of Fu Yan's smile came from her ear, she was vaguely held in her arms.
"Silly, go to sleep."
Song Jiuyue nodded and nestled in his arms. He didn't know why he said he was stupid, but he was too weak to ask him.
When she woke up the next day, Fu Jin was gone. Song Jiuyue kneaded her waist and got up. She didn't know whether the man was guilty or what. She gritted her teeth and got up. Next time, she must not be bewitched by men. If she goes on like this, she will be squeezed out by someone sooner or later.
After breakfast, she drove directly to the company. When she sat on the seat, she was afraid of being seen. She could only straighten her waist as far as possible.
Some angry themselves, every time as long as the man's a kiss, she will surrender, as a good woman, how can such no promise.
The more song Jiuyue thought about it, the more he felt ashamed. At noon, he didn't plan to eat in the company, so he took it as a distraction and went out to find a restaurant to eat.
Just after drinking the juice, I saw a message on my mobile phone, saying that the shoes have arrived. If you are free now, go and take them.
Since the last time she was worn by shoes, Fu Yan has been very strict with her shoes. Whenever there is a little unreasonable design, she will be thrown into the garbage can by him. So since then, her shoes have been custom-made, trying to fit the foot shape perfectly.
Now that the shoes had arrived, she got up and checked out. After leaving the hotel, she went out to the place.
It's a shop specializing in customized shoes, especially women's shoes. Many stars have customized shoes there. It's the best one in Los Angeles.
But such quality and service are often directly linked to the price, so the price there is not cheap. The price of the cheapest pair of shoes is about 50000.
Song Jiuyue holds the bag in his hand. Just a few steps away from home, he sees a few teenagers sitting on the railing not far away. They are not mainstream teenagers, with their hair in the sky, colorful, a big circle of metal around their neck and cigarettes in their hands.
The corners of her mouth smoked. If she was dressed like this, she would be killed by Fu Jin. These are all children from the second middle school. Parents can really bear them.
Several young people stare at Song Jiuyue all the time, with some sarcasm on their faces. They all say that all the people who can come out of the shop are rich people. How old is the woman in front of them? She's the same age as them. She's full of famous brands. Maybe she's from a rich family.
Several people will smoke into the side of the trash can, very tacit understanding to her.
Song September's body trembled, and he always felt that these people were coming towards her.
"Beauty, I heard that the price of the shoes is not cheap. You are young and your family has so much money. Can you lend some to us?"
Song Jiuyue almost thinks that he has heard wrong. It's broad daylight. These people dare to find someone to take money so blatantly. It's not that they take the people around them seriously.
Several men are not happy when they see that song Jiuyue doesn't speak. They don't agree to see a bullying master with no bodyguards. Is he a fool?Several people looked at each other and began to make a loud noise. They grabbed the bag in Song September's hand and complained about her extravagance.
Song Jiuyue frowned and looked around. He found that everyone was just standing in the same place staring at the scene, and he didn't want to help.
"Last month, I just gave you 30000 yuan of living expenses. I didn't expect that you would spend it again so soon and hook up with rich people. You really let me down."
Song September was scolded by one of the men pointing at his nose. At this time, she realized that the group of people wanted to make the people around her think that this was a contradiction between the couple, and frowned.
Yu Guang took a look at everyone and found that someone was whispering, and there was a strong suspicion in his eyes.
The corner of her mouth smoked, pick eyebrow to look at this group of people, she wants to see, this group of people plan how to play the trick.
"Fangfang, come home with me. I don't blame you for the past. Rich people just want to cheat your feelings. Only I am serious about you."
Red hair man said, has come to pull song September's hand.
Song Jiuyue pushes his hand away, his face is meaningful, and his eyes are fixed on the pocket robbed by the other party. There are her new shoes in the pocket, which Fu Jin bought for her.
"If you two want to make trouble, you'd better go home. It's a shame on the street."
"Yes, let others see the joke. The two are still young. What can't be solved in private? We have to make it look bad."