The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Yan Bei ran into the glasses store.

"Hello, sir, what can I do for you?"

Yan Bei panted and said, "I want to buy a pair of sunglasses."

"Sir, what's your price range?" asked the salesperson in the eyewear store.

"I just want a cheap one!" Yan Bei said.

The salesperson's expression darkened instantly, and he raised his eyelids in disdain. "How much cheaper can it be?"

Yan Bei said, "The cheapest one in your store will do! I'll only wear it for one day."

The salesperson impatiently took out a pair of glasses from the shelf that were obviously of low-quality brand.

"Here, this is the cheapest!"

"How much!"

"Fifty-eight!" the salesperson said unhappily.

"Fifty-eight?"

"What? Fifty-eight is too expensive! If you think it's too expensive, go buy it at a street stall!"

"No! I didn't hear it clearly just now!" Yan Bei said.

If Yan Bei didn't have to go back within twenty minutes, he would have argued with this conscientious salesperson no matter what.

"The payment code is over there, just scan it!"

Yan Bei walked to the payment code, opened his mobile phone and paid fifty-eight yuan.

He took his glasses and walked out.

The salesperson rolled his eyes at Yan Bei's back and said, "So you're a poor fellow!"

……

Yan Bei walked out of the door, holding his glasses, and ran back the same way.

……

It took exactly twenty minutes to arrive at the restaurant.

He walked into the warehouse and quickly changed into his work clothes.

Seeing him come back, Xiao Yang said in surprise, "Brother Yan, you actually came back within twenty minutes."

Xiao Yang gave Yan Bei a thumbs up and said, "Brother Yan, it would be a shame if you weren't an athlete with your speed."

Yan Bei casually picked up a tissue from the table and wiped the sweat off his face!

He whispered, "Is the boss back yet?"

Xiao Yang shook his head. "No! Even if the boss was here, he wouldn't suspect anything if you said you were taking out the trash at your speed."

Yan Bei smiled and said, "Okay, enough talking, let's get to work! There are more people now!"

Xiaoyang also turned around and started to busy himself with his work.

Yan Bei continued to pick up the rag and clean up a table where a guest had just left.

……

night!

After work, Shen Qing drove to the door of the restaurant where Yan Bei worked.

She got off work an hour earlier than Yan Bei, so she had to come here and wait for Yan Bei for a while.

She was bored and scrolling through her Moments.

I saw a mutual friend of Li Jingnan and posted a circle of friends.

I'll be a bridesmaid again next month! I have my good friend Li Jingnan to thank for this! Wishing her a happy wedding in advance!

Li Jingnan is going to marry Qin Feng?

Although Shen Qing was a little surprised, this was also within her expectations!

After all, that pair of dogs are not worthy of anything other than each other. Let’s tie them together quickly!

Shen Qing curled her lips, feeling both angry and amused...

At this time, Yan Bei knocked on the car window, and Shen Qing raised her eyes and turned to look over.

She opened the car door and Yan Bei got in.

"You're off duty!"

"Uh-huh!"

Shen Qing looked at the glasses Yan Bei was wearing. Then she asked, "Are your eyes okay?"

"It's okay, it will be fine in two days!" Yan Bei said.

"Take them off and let me see what it is like?" Shen Qing said as she was about to reach out to take off Yan Bei's glasses.

But he was stopped by Yan Bei!

"Don't look at it, I'm afraid it will scare you!"

"How serious must it be to scare me!" Shen Qing said.

“It’s pretty serious!”

Shen Qing pursed her lips and said, "Let me take a look! If it's serious, let's go to the hospital. We can't delay treating the eye area! If it's not treated in time, it will go blind!"

Yan Bei waved his hand, "That's not the case!"

"What kind of damage did it cause? You'll need to wear glasses!"

“Actually…”

Before Yan Bei finished speaking, Shen Qing quickly took off Yan Bei's glasses.

"It's so red, did you apply any medicine?" Shen Qing looked at him worriedly.

Yan Bei shook his head, "It's okay! No need to apply medicine, my skin heals quickly."

Yan Bei was afraid that Shen Qing would see it, so when he was about to get off work, he took out a box of ink from the boss's bar and gently applied it to the corners of his eyes.

It seems that he applied it very vividly, and Shen Qing couldn't see it.

Yan Bei quickly put on his glasses. He was afraid that Shen Qing might notice something different while watching him.

"It's so red, why don't you apply medicine?"

Shen Qing started the car and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital to buy medicine!"

"Forget it!" Yan Bei refused.

Shen Qing glanced at Yan Bei and said, "How can we just let this go? Are we going to treat this disease?"

"This is not called a disease!" Yan Bei said.

"Don't take it lightly. If it gets serious, you'll regret it too late."

Shen Qing drove directly to the pharmacy.

Then he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. "I'll go buy it for you. You wait in the car!"

"Let me go! You don't know what medicine to buy."

"How could I not know? Yours is just a skin injury, a little red and swollen."

With that, Shen Qing walked into the pharmacy.

Yan Bei was in the car, moved the rearview mirror, then took off his glasses and looked at the wound he had faked.

Is it really not obvious?

If Shen Qing bought some medicine later, would he really apply it on? What if he rubbed off the red ink?

He used his peripheral vision to see Shen Qing coming out of the pharmacy.

Then he quickly put on his glasses.

Adjust the rearview mirror to the previous position!

Shen Qing walked over, opened the car door, got in, and handed the medicine to Yan Bei.

"Apply it now! The pharmacist at the drugstore just said this medicine is very effective. Apply it three times a day and it will be healed in two days."

"Okay, I understand! Thank you!" Yan Bei took the ointment.

Hold it in your hand.

Shen Qing glanced at him and asked, "Why don't you wipe it off?"

“Wipe it on later!”

Shen Qing looked at him doubtfully, "How long are you waiting? I'm going to have dinner with my sisters soon. You can't smear it in front of my sisters!"

"I'll... apply it now."

Yan Bei opened the medicine box and took out the ointment.

Gently apply it on the wound.

He just dipped it in the ink and didn't dare to rub it hard, for he was afraid of rubbing off the red ink.

After applying it, he put the ointment in a box and placed it on the operating table of the car.

He quickly put on his glasses.