your little tail

If she can't meet Mo Jingyu during off-duty hours, Ji Ling will safely choose to go down the stairs. She usually has the habit of exercising, so it won't be too strenuous.

There was a lingering smell of smoke in the stairwell. Although Ji Ling didn't like it, he could bear it.

As soon as Ji Ling stepped out of the revolving door, she saw a child who looked like a junior high school student smiling at her.The child was dressed plainly, with some threads on his clothes, and the cheapest cloth shoes on his feet.

A woman in business attire stood not far away, with her hands folded in front of her body, her eyes were always on this side.

"Sister Ji!" The child knew that Ji Ling didn't like being approached by others, so he didn't do anything other than show joy on his face.

"Xingxing." Ji Ling walked over, "You have grown taller again."

The child named Xing Xing said with a smile: "I have to grow up quickly to repay my sister!"

Ji Ling nodded, "That Xing Xing has to grow up quickly and come to work in my sister's company. You are so good, you can't be snatched away by others!"

Standing on the street, with people coming and going, Ji Ling felt suffocated, covered her nose and mouth through the mask and said, "My sister will take you to dinner, but I can only sit with you for a while, little Xing Xing won't blame my sister, right?" ?”

Xing Xing: "I know my sister is not in good health, so she doesn't need to accompany me to eat. I came here to thank you personally!"

They are about to lift their feet.

"Ji Ling~"

For the first time, the short hair greeted Ji Ling after get off work.

Next to her were a few colleagues who got off work together.

Ji Ling exhaled, his brows raised slightly.

The short hair raised his chin and glanced at the poorly dressed little girl, "Is this your sister?"

Ji Ling glanced at her and stood in front of the stars, her voice was not warm: "What's the matter?"

"You dress cleanly at work every day. Why are my sister's clothes washed and faded? Children of this age have the strongest self-esteem. How inferior they must be when they go to school dressed like this!"

The short-haired girl looked at the little girl, "I'm your sister's colleague, may I take you shopping for clothes?"

Xing Xing only felt that the elder sister's voice was high-pitched and thin, which was extremely harsh.

She shook her head and politely refused: "Thank you, no need. I didn't let my sister buy me new clothes."

The short-haired man said, "Look at how sensible your sister is. They say that the children of the poor are already in charge of the family. Why don't you work hard and help the family!"

Enduring the disgusting smell, Ji Ling took off his mask, his face was very gloomy.

"I thought you were just uneducated and had no emotional intelligence. Now I feel that the Blue Star advertisement is simply looking for employees in a garbage dump. Will mocking a child give you a sense of accomplishment in a failed life?"

"What did you say?!" The short hair thought there was something wrong with her ears, and an intern dared to talk to her like that!

Ji Ling covered her nose, "I can smell your whore smell through the smell! I didn't bother with you before because I felt sick when I smelled you and didn't want to talk too much. But don't think I'm a A good-natured man."

Before the short hair could speak, Ji Ling took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and pinched the short hair's half-length sleeve, "I know it without touching it, this material is not authentic GI, their target users are pampered Mrs. Kuo, the texture is thin, and the dead skin will snag when you touch it. But your high imitation is quite similar, so it shouldn't be cheap."

The short-haired man said sharply, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Ji Ling glanced at her, and fixed her eyes on the shoes, "JC's shoes are specially designed with colored glue, which looks like low-quality ones. This is the bad taste of his designer. Your pair of shoes It’s more authentic than the original.”

Looking up again, "Your necklace is the most discreet imitation. This season Locke does not have gemstones of this color. Next time, please pay attention to the details."

Ji Ling glanced at the bag on the other side's waist, "This bag is real, but last year's autumn and winter styles don't match summer clothes. I hope you do your homework before showing off your superiority."

The short hair was trembling with anger, but his chin was still raised, "Have you seen a few real luxury goods, and you just talk about it here?!"

Ji Ling sneered, "I haven't seen any luxury goods, but I'm not interested in buying fake ones to make my face swollen and fat. My sister is so poor and frank, it's my pride. You just rely on satirizing others to find your existence Sensitive people are really disgusting!"

Ji Ling didn't take another look at her, put on the mask again, turned around and put his arms around the little girl's shoulders, "Xing Xing, let's go."

The facial features on the short-haired face are almost twisted together, and the fingertips are trembling.

Although the colleagues next to him were comforting, they actually planned to check whether what Ji Ling said was true as soon as the short hair left.

If so, it would be wonderful, usually short hair can show off wealth.

Diagonally behind, Mo Jingyu's car glass slowly rose, and then started to leave.

She just happened to park the car on the side of the road to answer the phone, and that scene clearly fell into her eyes.

After Ji Ling returned home, she thought about it and sent a message to the little girl: Don't worry about today's affairs. Being poor is not shameful at all, but you can't be poor if you are poor. My sister is proud of you. Come on!

Xing Xing: Sister Ji, I know, thank you!

Ji Ling thought for a while, and then replied: When others attack you maliciously, you have to fight back bravely so as not to be bullied. You have to learn to protect yourself, understand?

Xing Xing: I will, and I will protect my sister in the future!

Ji Ling put down the phone, squinted his eyes, why did he speak so old-fashioned just now?Was it infected by Mo Jingyu?

She shook her head, walked into the bathroom, took off the chain on her ankle, and stepped into the bathtub.

Ji Ling relaxed her whole body, gently raised her left foot, and looked at the thin scar on her ankle. For 12 years, she has had nightmares almost every night.

The quality of sleep seems to have improved a bit recently.

Ever since Ji Ling pointed out that the short-haired clothes were high-quality imitations, several colleagues who were present at the time immediately spread the news to all small groups in the company. A strong cottage flavor.

Everyone is still friendly on the surface, but in fact they are complaining behind their backs.

Short hair is the master copywriter in the creative department, and her working ability is unquestionable. She usually looks like a strong woman and her clothes are quite fashionable.

But her emotional intelligence is really not very high, and she offends many people unintentionally.Now, she has become the laughing stock of the company, and no one sympathizes with her.

In the pantry.

"I owe a lot of credit card debt, and I wear high imitations. I used to be so arrogant!"

"Actually, I've seen her fake name tag a long time ago. I just want to save face for her and I don't have the nerve to say it."

At this time, the short hair just walked in and looked at the colleague who was talking, both of them couldn't hide the embarrassment on their faces.

The short-haired man returned to his work station, and slammed the cup on the table with anger in his eyes.

The people in the pantry were not affected, and the conversation continued.

"I like Ji Ling a little bit now, this intern is a bit tough!"

"Don't tell me, in terms of looks alone, our company can't always be equal to her, right?"

The colleague lowered his voice, "Okay, okay, go back to work, don't be overheard by Mr. Mo, the boss seems to be in a bad mood recently."