Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

The next day was sunny.

There are a few faint clouds floating in the sky, and behind the clouds is the blue sky.

Lin Zhiyun was invited to breakfast again this day.

Don't worry about debts.

Lin Zhiyun could only think so, and tried to borrow Wei Mian's mobile phone to use it.

Defending borrowed.

Lin Zhiyun felt that she might have misunderstood defending the title in her previous life,
Obviously the boss is a kind-hearted and good person!
With her deceiving appearance and deceptive conversation, Lin Zhiyun
He easily asked for two cigarettes from a stranger, one in each ear.

These are all the props she needs.

In the square with the largest traffic in Ning city.

Lin Zhiyun started her excellent performance.

Just like in the five years of her previous life, she performed insanity countless times in the mental hospital.

Lin Zhiyun kept stepping on her feet and looking in one direction, as if she was waiting for her beloved girl.

While waiting anxiously, he started to smoke a cigarette, and kept walking back and forth while puffing and puffing the smoke.

Even if he has a face that is too young, under his tense performance, people ignore the immaturity on his face.

After a long time, Lin Zhiyun, who was still waiting for someone, seemed to understand something.

His eyes are so deep, so tired, so sad.

At the door of a nearby clothing store, two salespersons had been looking in Lin Zhiyun's direction for a while.

"Is the young man waiting for someone?"

"I think he should be waiting for his girlfriend!"

"He looks so good-looking, and his girlfriend has the heart to keep him waiting for so long,

If it were me, I would definitely be reluctant. "

"Wake up, isn't your son already two years old?"

"Blame me for getting married too early."

……

"I think he might have been dumped."

"What kind of woman would dump such a handsome boy?"

"Looking at his temperament and clothes, he doesn't seem to belong to us..."

"Not necessarily. Some people wear overalls as if they came out of a factory.
Some people wear suspenders, which is like a model walking out of TV. "

"It looks like his cell phone is ringing!"

……

Lin Zhiyun answered the phone, and Wei Mian called from the hotel phone.

They also made an appointment in advance.

Lin Zhiyun asked him to get through the phone and then hang up.

But defending didn't hang up the phone, and the phone kept showing that the call was in progress.

Lin Zhiyun had no choice but to put on a show and continue acting.

Lin Zhiyun first asked the other party why he hadn't come yet in a romantic way. She had been waiting for a long time.

Later, when I was angry, I asked the other party in rice language why he didn't give him a chance to speak clearly in person.

In the end, he used gentle moon language, as if with a little bit of weak pleading.

"I didn't understand a word? What about you?"

"I didn't understand either, but I know he used more than one language."

"My God! He's still a top student! Or a turtle?"

The customers in the clothing store came out of the fitting room at some point and heard Lin Zhiyun's conversation.

"He spoke multiple languages."

The other party is a regular customer in the clothing store, and the salesperson in the store is already very familiar with her.

"Miss Fang, can you understand? What is he talking to the person on the phone? I think he looks very sad." Salesperson A couldn't help asking.

"You guessed right before, he was indeed dumped." Miss Fang said sympathetically.

"Ah! Someone dumped such a cute and outstanding boy! It's just too..." Salesperson A was a little bit aggrieved.

"Her girlfriend should be a foreigner, they are classmates,

She forbade the boy to stay in the country and let him continue to go abroad.

But the boy did not agree, he wanted to stay in the country, Huaguo was his home.

He invites the girl to stay with him, but the girl refuses and is now at the airport. "Miss Fang said with regret and appreciation.

Almost after Lin Zhiyun finished speaking, while waiting for the other party to speak,
This Ms. Fang has already done simultaneous translation.

At the entrance of the clothing store, there are some people around, some are customers, some are passing by,
Some of the customers who came out of the coffee shop next door were attracted and stayed there.

"His girlfriend seems to dislike him...Hua Guo's taste is too rustic..." Miss Fang said with a frown.

Salesperson A was a little angry, but even she herself felt that foreign products were better than domestic ones, and more foreign-style than domestic ones.

But it’s okay to despise things from one’s own country, but it’s not happy to be despised by foreigners.

"He bought a lot of the latest and greatest clothes for her girlfriend, all of which were carefully selected by him,

It is not inferior to any foreign brand at all, and it is more suitable for Asians. "Miss Fang's eyes fell on the canvas bag beside Lin Zhiyun.

The same other eyes also looked over.

No wonder the boy was carrying such a big canvas bag, all of which were bought for his girlfriend!

"He is so kind to her girlfriend." Salesperson A said enviously.

"His girlfriend should have asked him to go to the airport to go abroad with her now, but he refused, and they broke up." Miss Fang said.

Lin Zhiyun took off her glasses, pressed her thumbs on her eyes, and her eye sockets began to turn slightly red.

"Did he cry?" Salesperson A covered his mouth, his eyes were red from being moved.

"Why don't we invite him in for a glass of water?" Salesperson B suggested.

……

Lin Zhiyun put away her phone, she looked very gloomy.

In fact, when she hung up the phone, she clearly heard the defending champion's laughter.

Lin Zhiyun was so embarrassed that she almost couldn't hold back her face.

But soon Lin Zhiyun cheered up again, opened the canvas bag, took out a suit and put it on the ground.

These clothes are covered with a clear plastic sleeve, so even if they are placed on the floor, they will not stain the clothes.

"Are you selling clothes?" Miss Fang asked softly as she walked over gracefully.

Lin Zhiyun looked at her a little shyly, did not speak, but nodded.

Miss Fang squatted down and looked at the clothes on the ground. She came here just out of curiosity to see how he chose clothes for his girlfriend.

But I didn't expect that the clothes he picked really had some discernment.

Skirts, gentle colors, romantic lace, all look ladylike.

The intellectual shirts and trousers are simple in cut and calm in color, and the design of the collar and cuffs is somewhat exquisite and expensive.

Casual hoodies and short skirts, the fabrics are soft and delicate, sober yet youthful and lively.

The more Ms. Fang flipped through it, the more she liked it. She picked up one of her favorite suits and asked, "How do you sell this suit?"

"This set is 180 yuan." Lin Zhiyun glanced at the clothes and said casually.

Unlike ordinary people who sell clothes, they will introduce clothes, talk about fabrics, and talk about good things for sales.

Miss Fang also knew that he wasn't really selling clothes, he was just 'disposing' of these unnecessary things.

So she didn't mind the cold attitude of the other party.

Ms. Fang noticed the trademark of the clothes, which marked 468 yuan,
It is the most expensive piece of clothing among these clothes: a suit,

Different from the generally loose suits nowadays, the tailoring of this suit fits the figure of a woman very well.

Slim, elegant and majestic, not inferior to some international brands.

Even women who are not short of money like to discount good things to take advantage of them.

Ms. Fang picked out several clothes in a row and spent a total of 1000 yuan.

This is the first time she spent such a small amount of money to buy so many clothes that are not inferior to the brand, which is really a big advantage.

Miss Fang was very happy. When she left, she left a business card for Lin Zhiyun.