After receiving the certificate, the paranoid uncle kissed me 99 times a day

Qin Xiaoli and Chen Lian walked in front.

Qin Xiaoli held Chen Lian's hand and whispered, "Mom, I suspect that Qin Xin is being adopted by someone now."

Chen Lian's eyebrows twitched, her eyes flashed calculatingly, "Do you have evidence?"

"I have friends who also belong to Hua Jin. They saw with their own eyes that there was a car taking Qin Xin to and from school."

The Xue family doesn't recognize Qin Xin at all, so the person who picks up Qin Xin cannot be arranged by Xue's family. Apart from being adopted, there is no other possibility.

Chen Lian said, "I said why didn't she go home crying and begging your father to let her go home. It turns out that she has a place to live, just like her mother, she's a foxy girl."

Thinking of Qin Xin's mother Xue Qian, Chen Lian's eyes turned cold.

*

Shopping mall monitoring room.

The chubby manager Zhao Zhilong was drinking pearl milk tea, patted his round belly and was watching the surveillance. Next to the manager was a woman who was also chubby.

The woman is the team leader of the monitoring room, named Li Man. Besides being the four members of the monitoring room, she is also the wife of the manager. 7K 妏敩

"Hey, husband, why does the girl on the eighth floor look so familiar to you?"

Zhao Zhilong patted his stomach and looked over, and felt familiar. After thinking for a while, he was startled, "Fuck! Isn't this the wife of the president?"

Zhuang Ming personally took Qin Xin to Madam Shexiang to buy a watch yesterday, and arranged for the staff to lower the price. This incident has gone crazy in the mall.

He came to the monitoring room now to find yesterday's monitoring, take a screenshot of Qin Xin's face, and inform the staff below, so that when they see Qin Xin in the future, they will greet Qin Xin well.

In the end, he drank milk tea with his wife, and before he started looking for yesterday's monitoring, he saw Qin Xin again.

Zhao Zhilong couldn't sit still, "No, my wife, I won't accompany you anymore, I'll accompany the president's wife in person."

"Don't worry."

Li Man zoomed in on the surveillance camera on the eighth floor, and saw that Chen Lian and Qin Xiaoli, who were walking in front, had strange expressions, as if they were calculating something.

Li Man twisted, and the woman's intuition told her that these two people, women and the wife of the president, must not deal with each other.

After thinking about it, Li Man said, "I'll go, you, a big man, don't know how to accompany a little girl."

"Row."

Chanel brand store.

Qin Xiaoli looked at Wang Zitong and Qin Xin contemptuously, "You really dare to follow in. If you mess up and can't afford the bill, you will be blacklisted by Vanke."

Wang Zitong gave Qin Xiaoli a white look, "Some people know how to provoke us, but if they can afford it, they won't be in the store for so long, and they don't dare to pick one to try."

After Wang Zitong finished speaking, he pointed to a small fragrant skirt suit on the mannequin next to him, "Sister Salesperson, I want to try that one."

The salesperson standing by the side smiled and said, "Okay miss, you should wear a size S, I'll take it to the fitting room for you, do you think it's okay?"

Wang Zitong nodded.

Looking at Qin Xiaoli, she grinned, "Miss Qin, I'm going to try on clothes, what about you, are you afraid to try, or are you afraid to choose if you can't afford it?"

"Funny!" Qin Xiaoli pointed directly at the dress on one side, "This lady wants this one, pack it up, don't try it on!"

The salesperson smiled, "Okay miss, I think you should wear size L. There is no size L in the store. I'll go to the warehouse to reorder the goods for you."

Size L?Qin Xiaoli exploded, "Are you blind! This lady wears S! S!"

The salesperson's smile froze.

She has been shopping for clothes for several years, and she has never been mistaken when buying clothes. She obviously wears a large size L, but she insists on buying a small size S. In the end, she will return the product if it doesn't fit.

In order to avoid after-sales, the salesperson still politely reminded, "Miss, if you think the L size is not suitable, why don't you try the M size first? The S is suitable for people with small bones, and it may not be suitable for you."