After a hidden marriage with the president

There were a lot of people who signed up, and with the addition of spectators, the inner three floors and the outer three floors surrounded the student union.

Song Qingran was not in a hurry, and wanted to wait quietly on the periphery.

But Ye Qingqing didn't want to, so she pulled Song Qingran to squeeze inside, shouting as she squeezed, "Let me go, let me go!"

The two squeezed inside with great difficulty, and then Ye Qingqing pushed Song Qingran to the line, pushed it twice, but Song Qingran didn't move.

"Qingran, what's wrong with you?" Ye Qingqing asked.

"Wait," Song Qingran looked at the end of the line, standing still with his hands on his chest.

Ye Qingqing followed her gaze, a man and a woman were standing there, behaving intimately, talking and laughing.

"You know him?" Ye Qingqing felt familiar, but couldn't figure out who it was.

Song Qingran didn't speak, and there was no tendency to move.

Perhaps Ye Qingqing's gaze was too strong, the two people at the end of the line turned around and looked back, the smiles on the corners of their mouths froze for a moment.

Ye Qingqing looked back and forth twice, and stood silently behind Song Qingran.

Su Yiran dragged Mu Yi to sign up.

In order to show her generosity, Su Yiran asked Mu Yiyi if she should tell Qingran to sign up.

As she was speaking, she felt a burning gaze behind her. When she turned her head, she saw the protagonist in the conversation standing there looking at the two of them coldly.

Su Yiran laughed twice, and called her: "Qingran, you're here too. I just told Brother Yi that I was going to tell you about this, but I saw you in a blink of an eye. What a coincidence."

Song Qingran gave her a supercilious look and didn't want to talk to her.

Mu Yi quit!

"Yi Ran was talking to you, didn't you hear?"

The few times Mu Yi met Song Qingran recently, he was frightened by her indifferent attitude. This was not like the Song Qingran he knew. Where did the girlfriend who used to boo him, make jokes and act like a spoiled child?
Mu Yiyi was not reconciled, Song Qingran was obviously the one he didn't want first, but she was proud and indifferent like a winner, her superior attitude made him very uncomfortable.

Song Qingran just saw the two of them, so he didn't want to go over and avoid running into them.

But now that it was like this, she had nothing to worry about.

She strode over and stood behind Su Yiran with an arrogant expression.

Su Yiran suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, "Qingran, you are recognized as a talented woman in our courtyard, I want to compete fairly with you in this competition."

Hearing this, Song Qingran had the desire to see her, but also wanted to laugh.

"Okay, I promise you, I will compare with you."

Su Yiran continued to laugh, "Qingran, the matter between Brother Yi and I... I hope you can forgive us, but we really love each other. I hope you can bless our engagement. I know you have a grudge against me now. I'm sorry, can you accept my apology?"

Song Qingran nodded readily, "Yes."

"Then you forgive me?" Su Yiran was very excited.

Song Qingran rolled his eyelids, "I don't forgive you."

"..."

Su Yiran looked sad, "Forget it, I know you can't make it through, so I'll wait."

The onlookers felt that Su Yiran was brave and fearless in daring to love and hate, but Song Qingran was a little unhuman.

Song Qingran looked at her, "Don't play tricks, this match is a good one."

Su Yiran's face was not very good when she was teased by her, and she didn't talk to her again until the registration was over, and Song Qingran was also left alone.

After class in the morning, she called the driver and told him not to pick her up. She wanted to go to the jewelry store on the street to find some inspiration.

As soon as she went out, she saw Ye Qingqing obediently waiting for her at the door holding two cups of milk tea.

"Here, here it is." Ye Qingqing handed her a cup of milk tea, "I don't know what flavor you like to drink, so I brought you pearls."

"Thank you." Song Qingran thought that the little girl was scared yesterday, so she refused to leave by herself today, but she was very helpless, "I don't plan to go home, I want to go to the street to see, maybe I can't see you off."

"..." Ye Qingqing blinked, "I'll go with you." In fact, Ye Qingqing didn't ask her to give it to her, but it doesn't make sense to say it now.

Of course he would be happy to have someone to accompany Song Qingran, and the two of them went directly to the city center by bus.

This is a commercial area, there are jewelry stores one after another, and Song Qingran just goes shopping one after another.

She dragged Ye Qingqing into a shop that looked more dignified. As soon as she entered the door, she heard some shrill voices from the counter lady.

"You can't hear me, can you?! Our store is full of high-end jewelry. No one wants your junk when you throw it on the street, and let us recycle it?! Go away, or I will call the police."

There was an old man standing in the middle of the store, wearing plain clothes that couldn't be more plain, holding a red velvet box in his hand, standing there a little awkwardly, three or four shop assistants looked at him coldly, mostly with disdain in their eyes and mocking.

Probably because the old man's clothes were too simple and he was looked down upon by the shop assistants.

But the clerk was too difficult to speak, and Song Qingran couldn't stand it. Just as she was about to go forward to say a few words, she felt a gust of wind blowing by her, and Ye Qingqing had already run to the clerk to argue.

"You guys really look down on people! Have you seen what's in that box? It's rags!"

Ye Qingqing is a child brought up by Ye Jiajiao. Except for her so-called "ex-boyfriend", she can humbly ask for forgiveness, but when she should be tough, she will be tough.

No, when he was swearing, his aura was in full swing, and the clerk, who was so arrogant just now, was so yelled at by Ye Qing that he dared not say a word.

After trembling for a long time, I finally managed to say, "With what she's dressed like, what good things can she come up with!"

Ye Qingqing put the milk tea heavily on the counter, "Then look at me, I have no brand on my clothes, are you going to drive me out too!"

The clerk glanced back and forth at Ye Qingqing, but she couldn't tell what brand her clothes were, but she didn't dare to chase her away.

The temperament of this girl is not something that ordinary people can have. Moreover, the boss said that the richer the person, the clothes are all custom-made, so there is no brand.

The clerk shrank his neck aggrieved, probably because he felt that he didn't read the almanac when he went out today, and that he met someone meddling in his own business.

Song Qingran smiled on the spot, and went to the old man's side.

"Grandma, can you show me this?"

The old man handed over the box with precious hands, Song Qingran took it and opened it, and Ye Qingqing also poked his head curiously to see it.

Inside the velvet box was a transparent jade bracelet with a pattern inlaid with gold. The style was relatively old, but Song Qingran thought the material of the jade was good.

Before Song Qingran could take a closer look, Ye Qingqing had already taken the box and held it in front of the clerk, "Take it for inspection!"

The tone of commanding like a young lady.

The clerk took it and angrily went backstage for inspection.

Song Qingran had no choice but to comfort the old man and let her wait for a while.

The other shop assistants dispersed, Song Qingran also took the opportunity to look at the jewelry styles on the counter, and silently memorized them in his heart.

After a while, the clerk came out with a box, "Five thousand, the most."

"Impossible!" The old man screamed, "This is my family's ancestral treasure. If it weren't for the family's difficulties, I would be reluctant to sell it. It can't be that there are so few. Girl, look again, look again!"

The old man begged bitterly, his eyes flushed with anxiety.

The clerk was unmoved, "Look at the old style of this bracelet, it would be nice to give you [-] yuan, it might be less than this at another store, just accept it if you see it better."

The old man looked at the jade with some reluctance, perhaps thinking of something, she gritted her teeth and was about to agree when she heard Song Qingran shout, "Wait a minute."

She stepped forward to take the box from the clerk, carefully took out the bracelet, and looked through it several times under the light.

"Are you sure it's five thousand?" She asked the clerk.

"determine."

"Oh," Song Qingran sneered, put the bracelet back, then closed it and put it back in the old man's arms, "But according to my observations, this piece of jade is the best Hetian jade, with hand-carved patterns and Gold powder, according to the current market price, is at least around [-], and you open your mouth for [-], are you planning to take the remaining half for yourself? Or are you blind and didn't find out?"

"..."

The clerk's face instantly turned pale.

Ye Qingqing looked at Song Qingran with bright eyes, "Qingran, you are amazing!"

Song Qingran blinked at her, and then asked the clerk, "Why are you silent?"

The old man also looked at Song Qingran gratefully.

The clerk was a little at a loss, and looked at the companions around him as if asking for help, but the companions looked away one after another, pretending to be busy.

Song Qingran accepts as soon as she sees a deal. After all, her goal is to keep the old man from being cheated and get the money she deserves.

She opened her mouth to say something, but the door rang behind her, and the clerk looked up, her eyes were half red.

Song Qingran, "..."

She turned around suspiciously, and there were two people standing at the door, one with a suit and tie and a Chinese character face, with a pair of small glasses on the bridge of her nose, the other was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, she was older, she was holding a cane in her hand, and she was wearing a black hat with a brim Pressing down very low, Song Qingran couldn't see his face clearly.

The young little glasses asked seriously: "What's going on? What's going on?"

The clerk rushed over as if seeing a savior, and tears flowed out before he could open his mouth, "Manager——"

There is grievance in the voice.

The manager frowned, and before he could reprimand him, he suddenly thought of something, changed his face the next second, and said respectfully to the old gentleman beside him, "Sir, please sit down and wait a moment."

The old man found a seat and sat down, and didn't say much from the beginning to the end.

Only then did the manager ask with a serious face: "What's going on? Tell me clearly! There are so many people around, making trouble!"

Song Qingran's calf ached from standing for a long time, so he moved and changed his standing posture.

Ye Qingqing also picked up the milk tea again and drank it in small sips.

The clerk turned around and pointed at the two, crying and complaining.

"The manager, it's the two of them who came to make trouble, insisting that the broken bracelet is worth [-] yuan, so let us take the money!"

Ye Qingqing almost spit out the milk tea, God-man!

It really turns black and white!
Song Qingran also shook his head helplessly, and took the initiative to stand up and explain, "This manager, the thing is actually like this, this old man came to your store to pawn jewelry, and your clerk personally insulted her when she saw that she was not well dressed, and then After finally agreeing to conduct a jewelry inspection, she lied to the old man that the bracelet was only worth [-]. This item that was worth [-] was shrunk by half, and she wanted to take it for herself."

After Song Qingran finished his long speech, the manager took a second look at her, "Do you know how to identify jewelry?"

Song Qingran was very modest, "I only know a little bit."

"Hmph," the manager snorted coldly, "If you know something, you dare to show it off? Are you accurate with your eyes or with a machine? I think you look like a college student. Now college students are so arrogant, pretending to be an expert to identify the real one. Fake, I think the three of you are in the same group, specially here to cheat money!"

Song Qingran, "..."

Ye Qingqing, "..."

WTF? !
Can't you hear what she said was polite? !
Song Qingran has been rolling in piles of jewels since he was a child, and has seen and touched countless jewels, just to be modest, do you really take it seriously? !

This manager is too unreasonable!
Song Qingran saw the sneering smile on the corner of the clerk's mouth, and his blood pressure soared instantly, and he couldn't help feeling angry.