Famous Flash Marriage Love Slowly

In the past two days, Zhuang Yan left the house very early, and didn't come back with a tired body until after 9 o'clock in the evening.

Every time Yu Qianche heard the sound of the door closing next door, he would open his eyes naturally. He turned on the light by the bed and looked at the time on the wall, it was so late.

Yu Qianche really didn't want to make a fuss about the same thing. In fact, he also heard from Lao Wu how much Zhuang Yan had deep feelings for that small company.

But he still couldn't help but wonder what kind of job he had to come back so late.

"Just find out where she works now, and just tell me at noon tomorrow." Yu Qianche hung up the assistant's call with just one sentence, but because he was woken up, he couldn't fall back to sleep after tossing and turning.

Suddenly there was a muffled groan from next door, the sound was very soft but Yu Qianche could still feel the woman's pain no matter how quiet the night was.

Injured again?Yu Qianche lifted the quilt but didn't move. He still couldn't help himself. Even if he was injured, he shouldn't be as attentive as last time. What excuses are he looking for this time?
Yu Qianche thought for a while and made an internal call to the housekeeper, "Go to her room to deliver a glass of milk or something else, and see what's wrong with her by the way."

The housekeeper answered and hung up the phone, Yu Qianche turned over and sat up, still restless.He knew that Zhuang Yan was a strong woman, she was able to give birth to and raise Nian Nian alone in Lincheng, she really suffered through all kinds of hardships.

But the more she is like this, the more terrifying she is, because in the face of too much hard work, she will never beg for mercy from you. In fact, Yu Qianche has persisted for so long and his defense is gradually falling off, and he even wants to trust her again.

But how could Zhuang Yan's character come to ask her, if she would really do that, Yu Qianche would have doubts, wouldn't she?

Thinking about it, Yu Qianche's heart softened again. In those three years, he owed that woman, or did this incident just wipe it off from the past?
But Yu Qian was a step short, and only Zhuang Yan could give it.

There were two soft knocks on the door, and Yu Qianche lowered his voice and called in.

The butler poked his head in to take a look, then got in and quickly closed the door.

"The things have been delivered, sir. But the young lady's condition seems to be very bad. Because her injured ankle has not healed, it seems that there has been no ventilation, and the wound has not healed, and there are signs of infection."

Yu Qian suddenly turned his head and stared at the housekeeper, who trembled slightly, "Sir, we can't blame us, those of us who haven't seen the young mistress these few days, she leaves early and returns late, even if she is I bumped into her once or twice, and I saw that she was walking fine, so I thought it would be all right!"

The irritability in Yu Qianche's heart became a little heavier, "Go! Now immediately! Call my personal doctor."

As soon as Yu Qianche finished saying this sentence, he already regretted it, "No, no, call me tomorrow night, if she asks, just say it's because I have a cold, and ask the doctor to show her feet by the way."

The butler nodded in agreement, but complained in his heart: It's clear that I can't hold on anymore, so what do you need so much face for?
"Yes, sir." The housekeeper took the order and turned around to leave, but was stopped by Yu Qianche, "This woman lives next door to me, it's a bit noisy, I wake up every night when the door is closed, and let her sleep in the corner The room, just say I gave it up."

Butler?"But that room is now a warehouse!"

Yu Qianche's cold eyes swept across the butler's face, and the butler nodded like pecking rice, "Okay, I'll send someone to clean it up tomorrow when the young lady is at work."

Of course Yu Qianche knew that the corner was a warehouse, but the purpose of doing this was not to embarrass her again in this family.

Yu Qianche walked to the window and raised the curtains with one hand. What he could see was the darkened room at the corner.

Zhuang Yan pinched her ankle and it hurt until twelve o'clock in the evening before she went downstairs lightly and found the medicine box.In fact, she had been treated by Nian Nian quite a few times before.Because the little guy has been very naughty since he was born, and he often got himself injured all over his body.

Zhuang Yan rubbed the anti-inflammatory potion and thought of the child, feeling a different kind of sadness.She should work hard, if Yu Qianche could let herself go one day, Zhuang Yan swore that she would leave again with Nian Nian, and would never come back again.

But the days are going on day by day, as if there is no hope in sight.

The alarm clock at six o'clock in the morning was on time, Zhuang Yan turned over and got down to the ground as usual, when her injured foot stepped on the ground, it hurt her heart.

Zhuang Yan thought it would be healed after applying the potion, but now it seems that not only is it not there, but it is also swollen a lot.But she can't ask for leave, because the performance performance has not been completed, and she is still in the internship stage.Lao Cao gave himself such a good condition, if he doesn't cherish it, it can only be his own problem.

Zhuang Yan increased the weight of the bandage today, making it even tighter than usual.It felt a little bloody, but it didn't hurt at all.

Zhuang Yan thought, there's nothing wrong with it, the big deal is that she would go to the locker room to loosen up when there are no guests, so there should be no problem.

"Welcome." Zhuang Yan changed her usual indifference, and a faint smile appeared on her face. She kept a certain distance behind the customer, and her eyes followed the customer's movements all the time.

"This is a new style in the summer of 2015. It was designed by the French master Poitou. Its characteristic is that the design of the front chest will become the two wings of a butterfly when it is unfolded. Currently, there are only five pieces in stock in China."

When Zhuang Yan introduced it, it happened that Lao Cao was passing by with the floor manager. She paused, "When did you train so meticulously?"

The floor manager scratched his head behind, "No, we just let the staff remember that the price of fabrics is already a common sense issue."

Lao Cao took another look at Zhuang Yan and nodded, "She needs to pay more attention, at least it is not easy to keep improving such a simple job."

As soon as Lao Cao finished speaking, his eyebrows frowned. In fact, the first day she saw Yan Yimeng, she felt that her feet were weird. Could it be that she was lame?
Lao Cao didn't say anything, just felt sorry, and left with the floor manager.

"How much is this?"

Zhuang Yan introduced it and took the customer to try it on. It can be seen that the customer really likes this dress, but Zhuang Yan feels that the price of this dress may not be acceptable in terms of her own clothes. , she doesn't want to hurt the hearts of customers.

"It's a little more expensive, but I think every woman should have an extraordinary dress, not to show off her wealth, but to please herself."

After Zhuang Yan finished speaking with a smile, she helped the customer find the price tag from the corner of his clothes.

The moment the customer saw the price tag, the face of the customer changed slightly, but Zhuang Yan's attitude remained the same, "It is indeed a small burden, but our mall has just opened, and there are many discounts. Not only are there very generous cashback activities, but also luxury goods. It is also possible to pay in installments.”

Zhuang Yan raised her eyebrows and tentatively asked for one piece from the customer. Seeing the woman pursed her lips, Zhuang Yan added, "Really, there are only five pieces in the whole city."

Bringing the customer back to check out, Zhuang Yan felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. If she hadn't done this today, she would never have thought that she would end up relying on lip service. She smiled sarcastically, and Zhuang Yan was holding the receipt go to the store.

Her feet staggered, and then the pain caused her to sweat instantly. Zhuang Yan remembered that she had been busy in the store all morning, but her ankle was already swollen and numb.

Going back to the store, a girl from the same shift ran over, "Sister Yan, what's wrong with you? You went out well just now, why is your face so ugly now?"

Zhuang Yan was in so much pain that she couldn't utter a complete sentence, "I'll use the fitting room, help me out."

Zhuang Yan was helped in, and after the little girl left, she started to get busy again by herself.In a place like a shopping mall, the waiters of various stores stand in front of the door chatting when they are free, but when they are busy for a while, they have to fly all over the place.

Probably the little girl had forgotten that she was too busy, so Zhuang Yan simply put a pair of slippers at the door of the fitting room when she came in, and no one just broke in like that.

She took off her shoes and found that the originally thick bandage had been stained with pus and blood, which looked disgusting.But it was extremely difficult to remove the bandages, almost every tear was painful, Zhuang Yan took a small mouthful of rapid breathing, and only after taking off all the bandages did he realize that the part had begun to fester.

What to do, the removed bandage was stained and unusable, Zhuang Yan brought a new roll in the morning, but it was in the warehouse where the clothes were stored.

She raised the curtain, wanting to ask the little girl to help her, but found that she was greeting customers without looking at her at all.

Zhuang Yan gritted her teeth, tentatively stuffed her shoes back into her shoes, and then stood up while supporting the narrow walls on both sides.

She had almost just stabilized herself when suddenly she rushed in front of Zhuang Yan with the curtain lifted.

The moment she saw Zhuang Yan, the woman exclaimed, and Zhuang Yan also exclaimed, but the two fell silent again in an instant.

"Miss Yan Yimeng?"

"Le Lingxi?"

Le Lingxi's complexion changed suddenly, but after sweeping his eyes over Zhuang Yan, he raised his chin arrogantly, because Zhuang Yan was wearing clothes specially made for the salesperson in the store. In fact, the salespersons of many branches in the city They all wear it that way too, it's very iconic.

And isn't Zhuang Yan's gilded business card clearly written on it?

Although Le Lingxi didn't know how this woman turned from Yu Qianche's girlfriend into a salesperson, it was obvious that they had broken up.

After Le Lingxi sneered, she suddenly yelled outside, "Come on, call me your floor manager, this is too shameful!"