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Yaan Shopping Mall·Women's clothing on the sixth floor

"Hello, please help me pack these sets, and the matching bags, and swipe the card."

"Okay, Miss Zhao, please wait a moment."

The shopping guide on the sixth floor had a warm smile on her face and immediately asked the cashier to bring the card machine.

She carefully packed up several high-end dresses and bags that the president's wife liked.

After Zhao Chuyu swiped her card, she pointed to the few skirts that the salesperson was still packing and said, "Please help me give these to Miss Bai who is still looking at men's clothing on the fifth floor."

"Yes, Miss Zhao." The shopping guide was very respectful.

At this time, the bodyguard who was waiting on the side received a call and walked up to inform: "Miss, Master Wu has arrived at the entrance of the mall."

Zhao Chuyu was holding two exquisite gift bags in her hands. She nodded her chin with a cold expression, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

She had just left the fifth floor and went up to the sixth floor to buy something for Lulu.

Lulu had helped her so much in the past, so she wanted to give something back.

Before, when the two were talking on the phone, Lulu mentioned that she wanted to buy a skirt of a certain brand, but it was sold in limited quantities and sold out in a second, so she never got it.

There are many major brands here, so she thought of trying her luck here.

Unexpectedly, she actually saw some, so she picked out several styles according to her best friend's size and bought them.

After spending nearly a million again, I was already considering whether or not to start a side job or something.

Just as she was lost in thought, the cell phone in her shoulder bag rang.

The unfamiliar ringtone made her frown slightly.

I took my cell phone out of my bag and looked at the number. The location was South City.

The ringing lasted for the last two seconds before she answered the call with her slender index finger, put it to her ear, and said indifferently through the mask: "Hello."

"Hahahaha...I'm not okay at all."

The other person seemed to be in a crazy state. After laughing wildly, his voice suddenly increased and he said viciously, "I'm not good at all."

The strange female voice full of malice made Zhao Chuyu feel uncomfortable.

Just when she thought it was a harassing call and was about to hang up, the other party spoke again.

“Zhao Chuyu, you should be like that bitch Wen Yi, struggling in the mire and being despised by the world!

What makes you think you can soar into the sky, become a phoenix on the treetop, and become the daughter-in-law of the Qi family!

It’s all because of you, uncle... No, he is my brother Yixuan, not my uncle.

It’s all because of you that my brother Yixuan died!

If Wen Yi hadn't been pregnant with you, Brother Yixuan wouldn't have been killed in a car accident while rushing to Haicheng.

You jinx, you're the one who caused the death of brother Yixuan and your short-lived biological mother.

Zhao Chuyu, you will not die well——"

"Dudu-"

As soon as the word "die" was uttered, the call was cut off for some unknown reason.

The number marked with "Q" will light up on the screen immediately.

Zhao Chuyu's face was pale. She leaned against the elevator, holding her cell phone very tightly in her hands.

Her whole body seemed to be covered in ice and snow, and her eyes were cold.

It was like being trapped in a world of self-consciousness and unable to hear any sounds from the outside world.

The phone rang for a long time, but she didn't answer it.

The two bodyguards who were riding in the same elevator looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

They didn't dare to go forward to help and could only call for instructions.

"Assistant Zheng, we are now in elevator No. 8, and there is only one floor left to the first floor. Miss Zhao's current condition... doesn't look good."

On the other side, Qi Jinan, who was sitting in the car, heard the loudspeaker call coming from Zheng Zhi's cell phone, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

His cold eyes were covered with frost. Before he got out of the car, he said something icy cold, "Find the adopted daughter of the Zhao family, cripple her limbs, and throw her into White Shark Bay."

"Yes, Master Wu."

Zheng Zhi agreed immediately, opened the car door, and went forward with his bodyguards to clear the way.

The female managers and all the opposite sex in the mall were separated by a human wall of bodyguards.

The group strode forward towards Elevator No. 8.

Zhao Chuyu, who was still in the elevator, clutched the phone tightly in his palm.

The three words "jinx" once again pulled her into the bottomless abyss.

During the half year when her mother was hit and killed and then taken to Haicheng by Lin Dayong, Lin Yueyue and her mother called her a jinx every day and night, and took turns pulling her ears and scolding her every day:

[You jinx, you're being lazy again. You can't even do the smallest things right. If you don't finish washing these clothes, don't even think about eating leftovers today! ]

[You motherless jinx, you deserve nothing more than to eat dog leftovers. Is it delicious? Eat more.]

[Unlucky star, you must have been born with bad luck and loneliness, which is why you killed your own mother.]

[You jinx, you bastard, you are as cheap as your short-lived mother, and you dare to seduce the fat boy next door. I will drown you, drown you...]

The bone-chilling cold lake water that year seemed to have become a demon deep in her heart, wanting to "drowned" her to death at the bottom of the lake once again.

The disease that had accumulated for several years seemed to be "activated" at this moment.

Beads of sweat appeared on her temples, and her red lips, hidden by the mask, were tightly pursed, as if she was struggling to fight the invisible "devil".

The elevator door opening button was always pressed by the bodyguard.

The open elevator door soon welcomed Master Qi Wu, who looked shivering.

His handsome face seemed to be covered with thick frost, making people shiver wherever he passed.

He seemed to understand what his little Chuyu was going through at the moment. He stepped into the elevator, leaned over, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one will dare to bully you anymore."

The warm and familiar body temperature gradually made Zhao Chuyu "wake up".

In this winter with temperatures below minus ten degrees Celsius, her inner clothes were soaked.

Zhao Chuyu seemed to have finally grasped a life-saving straw, her little face pressed tightly against his chest to hide the tears rolling down her cheeks.

Those "pearls" that were like broken strings quickly soaked through Qi Jinan's shirt and fell on his chest.

She said nothing, just stayed quietly in his arms, closing her eyes and adjusting herself.

This is not the place to talk.

Qi Jinan took off his coat, put it on the girl in his arms, then picked her up by the waist and walked away.

Zheng Zhi almost went crazy when he saw Boss gave the only warm item he had to Zhao Chuyu.

The outdoor temperature at the moment is minus 15 degrees Celsius!

Wu Ye is only wearing a shirt, so he should not catch a cold.

He called to his bodyguard and quickly followed.

The encrypted information about Zhao Chuyu was directly sent to Qi Jinan's personal mailbox, and Zheng Zhi had never read it.

Therefore, he had no idea what "illness" the future president's wife had today, which made her look like a depressed patient who had lost all vitality.

As the convoy left, the mall returned to normal order.

Qi Zixuan wanted to experience the feeling of being a rich man by booking the entire theater, but ultimately failed to do so.

In the Qi family, except for his uncle who has the privilege of enjoying the right to book the entire theater, the other children are not allowed to bully others outside, let alone abuse their privileges.

He couldn't help but sigh that the difference between people was so huge.

Reincarnation requires skills.

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