Ling Yuzheng had a straight figure, with his hands casually inserted into his suit pants, standing at the door of the counter, wearing the clothes that Shen Weiqing personally picked out a few hours ago, with sharp and perfect facial features, no expression could be seen, but The gaze that looked at Shen Weiqing was cold and piercing.

At the same time, Cheng Zhihuai, who was standing beside Shen Weiqing, also noticed the strangeness at the door, he turned his head calmly, just in time to see Ling Yuzheng who was also looking at him.

The expressions of the two became gloomy at the same time, and the two pairs of icy eyes seemed to shoot each other through.

Standing beside Ling Yuzheng's handsome and straight body was Zhao Mengmeng, who had been carefully dressed. Zhao Mengmeng's hands tightly held Ling Yuzheng's arm.

Seeing Shen Weiqing, Zhao Mengmeng also had a look of surprise on her face. She had never expected to meet Shen Weiqing here, and what was even more unexpected was that the man appeared with Shen Weiqing last time. here.

I don't know why, Zhao Mengmeng has an inexplicable pleasure of catching rape.

Just now when she went to the waiter in the previous store to inquire about the style, she deliberately showed Ling Yuzheng the photo from last time, but unlike what she had guessed, Ling Yuzheng didn't have any reaction when she saw the photo.

But she always felt that something was wrong, and now that she was fine, she walked into a random shop and bumped into Shen Weiqing.

Shen Weiqing stood there in astonishment, staring straight at Ling Yuzheng, with an expression of disbelief in her eyes.

It turned out that this was what he said, something that needs to be handled personally.

What he needed to abandon himself at such a time and had to deal with it himself was to go shopping with his fiancée Zhao Mengmeng.

"Welcome, may I ask whether you are looking at men's shoes or women's shoes?"

Just when Shen Weiqing was in a daze, a waiter had already walked to the door and greeted them enthusiastically.

It's no wonder that Ling Yuzheng's outfit looks domineering and noble. In addition, today is Valentine's Day. Looking at the closeness of the two, the spending power must not be inferior to that of Shen Weiqing who just bought the classic model without hesitation. .

After all, for this kind of high-end brand, the commission for selling just one pair can be more than that of ordinary brands for one hundred pairs. What's more, two such high-quality customers appear on the same day, so of course they have to spend [-] points. Spirit to serve.

"I'm looking for a pair in this style."

Zhao Mengmeng held Ling Yuzheng's arm, took out her phone again, found the photo, and shook it in front of the waiter's eyes.

But when he said this, Zhao Mengmeng's eyes were quietly sizing up Ling Yuzheng.

"Hey, this girl looks familiar..."

The waiter looked at the photo on Zhao Mengmeng's phone and frowned suspiciously, then turned around and looked at Shen Weiqing who was standing there with a pale face.

"What a coincidence, so I am here!"

Zhao Mengmeng said exaggeratedly, as if she just found out that Shen Weiqing was here.

"Look carefully, it's not that bad."

Zhao Mengmeng took Ling Yuzheng's arm, stared at Shen Weiqing and looked him up and down.

"Forget it, let me try out all the latest new styles in your store."

Then she casually turned her face and said to the waiter beside her.

While the waiter was looking for shoes, Zhao Mengmeng walked past Shen Weiqing with Ling Yuzheng on her arm, and came all the way to the shoe-trying area.

When passing by Shen Weiqing, Zhao Mengmeng straightened her back unconsciously.

As for Ling Yuzheng, Zhao Mengmeng let Zhao Mengmeng hold her from beginning to end, and did not look at Shen Weiqing with deep eyes.

"I'm sorry, we are not a couple, please take this flower back."

After Zhao Mengmeng walked past Shen Weiqing for a long time, Shen Weiqing recovered from the shock just now. She blushed and said in a trembling voice, wanting to return the flowers in her hand to the waiter just now.

But there was no sign of the waiter around her. The waiter who had just delivered flowers to her had already gone to Zhao Mengmeng's side to change her shoes.

And Ling Yuzheng, the man who was so gentle to her in the morning, is sitting on the sofa beside her and waiting for her.

Seeing such a scene, Shen Weiqing was extremely suffocated. She stuffed the roses in her hands into Cheng Zhihuai's arms indiscriminately, and quickly walked out of the store, enduring the emotions of about to collapse.

Outside the shopping mall, Shen Weiqing walked forward with her head down, holding the freshly purchased ingredients in one hand, while the nails of the other hand were ruthlessly dug into the flesh. The heartache when Mengmeng is together.

"Shen Weiqing, what are you hiding?"

Cheng Zhihuai held a bouquet of roses and followed behind Shen Weiqing, asking curiously as he walked.

He met Shen Weiqing and Zhao Mengmeng a few times, but each time they didn't seem to be very happy with each other.

Last time at the reception, he seemed to have heard Shen Weiqing talk about the relationship between his parents. Could it be that there is any inextricable connection between the parents of these two people?

And in Shen Weiqing's mind, the picture of being at the counter just now, Zhao Mengmeng holding Ling Yuzheng's arm, he patiently accompanied her shopping.

Shen Weiqing walked forward with her head buried, her face turned from white to red, from red to white, and finally turned gray.

"Shen Weiqing, what's wrong with you?"

After Shen Weiqing walked out of the shopping mall, Cheng Zhihuai finally realized that her emotions were abnormal, he quickly stepped forward and took her hand, and asked seriously.

Shen Weiqing, however, seemed to have been electrocuted, and with strength from nowhere, she threw off his hand, and she herself did not stand still and staggered a few steps back.

"Mr. Cheng! Please respect yourself. I broke your shoes, but you have already paid for them. Now I want to go home. Please don't follow me anymore."

After barely standing still, Shen Weiqing slightly raised her eyes, looked at Cheng Zhihuai indifferently, her voice was slightly angry.

"How are you, aren't you hurt?"

Seeing her like this, Cheng Zhihuai became anxious, and took two steps forward to pull her, but Shen Weiqing resisted even more in exchange.

During the tugging, Cheng Zhihuai's cell phone rang suddenly. He had something important to do today, and this call was probably made by his subordinates who were ambushing there, so he had to answer it.

"Hey."

Cheng Zhihuai cursed in a low voice, then reluctantly let go of Shen Weiqing's hand, and instead held her with one hand, took out the phone and answered it.

"taxi!"

Just as Cheng Zhihuai picked up the phone and didn't say a word, Shen Weiqing's voice rang in his ears, and then he felt his hands were empty. Taking advantage of his distraction from answering the phone, Shen Weiqing broke free from his control and quickly got into the taxi.

Cheng Zhihuai watched the taxi Shen Weiqing was taking slowly disappear from his sight, and couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

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