The abandoned wife of a wealthy family won by not serving as a control group

Chapter 184
Qi Yan thought she was here to watch the fun, with a trace of disdain in her eyes, she sneered and said, "What's none of your business?"

For Qi Yan's attitude, Meng Chuyuan was no longer surprised. She raised her eyelids slightly, and her eyes quietly fell on the clerk next to her.

The clerk explained softly: "The lady said that the quality of the new sweater is not good, how could there be a problem with the quality of our brand..."

Before the clerk could finish the rest of the conversation, Qi Yan suddenly threw away the clothes in her hand and threw them towards her.

The clerk subconsciously reached out and caught the clothes.

Qi Yan folded her arms with both hands, her eyes were gloomy and cold, and she said in a somewhat provocative tone: "It's all right, right? Then show me how to wear it."

"This..." A look of embarrassment appeared on the clerk's face.

Qi Yan has a good figure, and she usually wears one size fits all, but the clerk has a big frame and a slightly fat body, so how could she fit such a small size.

There are quite a few customers coming and going in the store, Qi Yan's doing this is obviously intentional.

Seeing her biting her lip and not speaking, the coldness on the corners of Qi Yan's lips gradually deepened: "Empty words are useless, how can you convince everyone that the clothes are of good quality if you don't wear them?"

Just when everyone was about to watch the fun, Meng Chuyuan took the clothes from the clerk, looked up at Qi Yan, and said casually: "If there is no problem with this dress later, I hope sister Qi Yan can Pay the price."

Qi Yan's expression froze, she turned her head and looked at Meng Chuyuan, and asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

Meng Chuyuan liked to tear down her channel when she was recording the show, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult to deal with in private.

"Literally." After the words fell, Meng Chuyuan took the knitted sweater in his hand and went to the cloakroom.

Not long after, the door of the cloakroom opened from the inside, Meng Chuyuan put on the dress that Qi Yan disliked just now, and walked out generously.

The "street stall" originally described by Qi Yan, now looks particularly good on Meng Chuyuan.

Other shop assistants caught a glimpse of Meng Chuyuan wearing this super avant-garde knitted sweater, but they didn't expect the effect to be quite good, and it was more layered than the one worn by the model.

Because the clothes are slanted shoulders, most of Meng Chuyuan's shoulders are exposed, the neckline is designed with lotus lace, half of the waist is spliced, and the interface is the one that Qi Yan just disliked, which is specially designed to be torn and deformed for connection fabric.

There were several shop assistants discussing silently: "Sister Meng looks pretty in this dress."

"Qi Yan also wore it just now... She didn't wear the effect of Sister Meng's body, and then she blamed our clothes for their poor quality."

"This girl is really down."

……

Qi Yan's expression was stiff, her fists were clenched, her lips were pressed tightly, and her piercing eyes fell on Meng Chuyuan.

At this moment, Qi Yan saw that Meng Chuyuan was wearing clothes with a sense of luxury, but she herself became a joke of the whole store.

After Meng Chuyuan changed his clothes, Qi Yan gritted her teeth and paid in front of everyone.

"Sister Qi Yan, your clothes."

Meng Chuyuan handed her the packed knitted sweater, but Qi Yan didn't take it, and even said in a weird way: "The clothes fit so well, so you can keep them for yourself."

"Then thank you Qi Yan for paying the bill for me."

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Lu Qingye got off the plane after eight o'clock in the evening, and it was already nine o'clock when he returned to Lu's house.

He came back very suddenly without notifying anyone, so he took a taxi back from the airport by himself.

The butler heard movement outside the door, so he subconsciously walked out. The light was not so good at night, and he saw a tall figure standing at the door from a long distance away. The suitcase had just been unloaded from the car.

When he got closer, the housekeeper could clearly see the outline of the man's face.

"Young master." The butler stepped forward excitedly, and took the initiative to pull the suitcase over for Lu Qingye, "Why don't you notify me when you return to China, so I can send someone to pick you up."

Lu Qingye casually said, "I forgot about it."

Walking in this way, the yard is quiet, and there is no noisy sound in the brightly lit villa.

Although the house was usually quiet, it was not as quiet as today, so Lu Qingye asked the butler next to him: "Uncle Chen, is no one home?"

The housekeeper explained one by one: "The madam is away, the second young master's work is not over yet, the third young lady will not come back to live this weekend, and the eldest young lady has not come back since she went out at noon."

After Lu Qingye entered the room, he changed his shoes, took off his coat, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and frowned suddenly: "I left at noon, and I haven't come back yet? Did she say where she went? "

(End of this chapter)