The next day, Saturday.

When Song Fei woke up, the hem of the curtain had already sprinkled a few white lights, she looked at it for a while, and inexplicably remembered the scene last night.

Zhong Shidui didn't say anything, just sitting like this, which was enough to bring a momentum mixed with a lot of emotions

Unfortunately, she didn't understand why.

After a while, Zhong Shidui slowly retracted his gaze and motioned for Zou Liwen to continue driving.

Song Fei couldn't help but ask, "Are you really ...... Don't know?"

Zhong Shidui was silent and replied, "If it was a long time ago, I didn't come here. ”

Haven't been here?

Song Fei turned over and thought in his heart.

The Zhong family has gone through at least three generations in Lingzhou, and the ancestors and the Song family are also quite close.

But......

Song Fei sighed.

In the past, she really hadn't heard of Zhong Shidu's name.

What a mystery.

Song Fei couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it, squinted for a while, and then went downstairs for breakfast.

Originally, she was going to work in "Tinglan" today, but after returning home last night, Zhuang Yingqiu insisted on pulling her to buy clothes, and even did not hesitate to move out of all the chagrin she had during her coma.

Song Fei had no choice but to agree.

After breakfast, Song Fei accompanied Zhuang Yingqiu to the newly opened shopping mall near the financial center, where a special shopping guide had been arranged to receive her, and when the mother and daughter stepped in, they greeted them warmly.

Song Fei hooked Zhuang Yingqiu's arm, looked at it all the way, and felt that everything was very novel. You must know that when she was eighteen years old, the high-end business in Lingzhou was not as prosperous as it is now, and many brands could only be seen abroad.

"Scarlet, what kind of clothes do you like?" Zhuang Yingqiu pointed around, "I think these are very good." ”

She almost laughed: "I'm not short of clothes to wear, don't make it look like you're moving the mall back." ”

Zhuang Yingqiu's face was full of disapproval: "How can a girl say that there is no shortage of clothes? Don't think about saving me money, your dad and Xiao Ze's cards are in my hands." ”

Song Fei's eyes teased, and Zhuang Yingqiu reached out to knock her forehead.

With a light blow, Song Fei hurriedly covered it, and in order to prevent Zhuang Yingqiu from coming again, he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I'll pick one." ”

His eyes swept around, and he pointed at it from afar.

The shopping guide smiled: "Miss Song is so discerning, JeN has only settled in three or four in China, and coming to Lingzhou is only a matter this year, but ......" She paused, looking at her expression a little embarrassed.

Song Fei was curious: "But what?"

"Their family has a strict membership system, if Miss Song doesn't-"

Zhuang Yingqiu interrupted directly: "Wouldn't it be good to do it?"

As he spoke, he pulled Song Fei and went to the direction of the store.

Since the store is so noble, the decoration is naturally not to be underestimated, and Song Fei glanced at the door and saw that the interior layout was particularly exquisite.

"Madam, please stay. The staff who greeted the guests stopped Zhuang Yingqiu with a smile, "Please show your member." ”

"What about on-site?"

"Do you know any JeN members you know? ”

Zhuang Yingqiu's face sank.

Song Fei didn't expect to see Zhuang Yingqiu deflated, for fear that she wouldn't be able to think about it and continue to entangle, so she quickly interjected: "Forget it, it's the same if we go to another house." ”

She had been standing behind her just now, and now she was only talking sideways, but the clerk was suddenly stunned, and when she spoke again, her tone had changed from polite to respectful: "Mrs. Zhong." ”

It's Mrs. Chung again.

Song Fei was really curious about what kind of magic this label had, Jiang Qingyin was afraid and eager to get closer, and now it was incarnated as a top-level pass.

It's just that Zhuang Yingqiu's face is still not good, and he even wants to pull Song Fei away.

"Mom, just buying clothes. She had no choice but to whisper, "I'll leave after buying it, and it doesn't matter if I use it." ”

Besides, people are not wrong, it's not that they haven't been divorced yet.

Song Fei didn't bother more about the title, and began to pick out clothes when she entered the store.

At first, the clerk tried to recommend it to her, but it was obvious that she was very good at matching herself, so she closed her mouth and went to serve Zhuang Yingqiu on the side.

Song Fei entered the fitting room, and her movements were careful and gentle.

She can see that the styles of these new clothes are ingenious, and every detail has the full sincerity of the designer. She likes people with sincerity because they often have a bottom line to stick to, even if it is for the bottom line, they would rather refuse her purchase.

Hey?

Song Fei stopped in confusion.

Why did she think of "rejection"? Could it be that she had encountered it before?

Strange thoughts flashed in my mind, and I heard that someone next door also went in, and then said to the outside lightly: "Jiang Qingyin, I ask you to have a better eye, otherwise you will lose my brother's face." ”

Jiang Qingyin?

As soon as this name sounded, Song Fei subconsciously sped up his movements, and when the curtain was lifted, he saw the familiar figure sitting near Zhuang Yingqiu.

She walked over: "Jiang Qingyin?"

Jiang Qingyin also saw Song Fei and was a little surprised: "Miss Song." ”

"You're going to buy clothes, too?"

Jiang Qingyin pulled her mouth: "Accompany Xiaoxi to buy clothes." ”

Nozomi is...... Song Fei opened her mouth and was about to ask, but was interrupted by a "hey" behind him. She and Jiang Qingyin looked over at the same time, and a girl was looking at the two of them impatiently, but when her gaze shifted from Jiang Qingyin's face to her face, the meaning in her eyes suddenly became mocking.

"Yo, Mrs. Zhong?"