Chapter Eighty-Eight: Buying a House?

"It's good to know, you have to be careful of him. Qiu Lan stared at Qi Mo worriedly and whispered.

"Don't worry, the contract for buying a house has been signed, and the company has a special department in charge of the rest, and I will never have anything to do with him. Qi Mo raised three fingers, his eyes firm.

"However, what did I mean by his attitude and expression towards you just now? Do you want to get back together with you?" she frowned, and the expression on her face stiffened a little.

"Whatever he meant, he would never come near me again. Qiu Lan lowered her eyes indifferently, with a hint of boredom in her eyes.

Since she came back to City A three years later and appeared in everyone's perspective, Xue Yancheng has been leaning towards her with bad intentions, like a disgusting fly, unable to drive away.

However, if he dares to have bad intentions again, Qiu Lan is determined not to be relentless and to teach him a good lesson.

At this moment, Qi Mo suddenly put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the person in front of him with a serious face, his eyes were full of worry, "Xiaolan, I remembered something. ”

"What's the matter?" Qiu Lan raised her eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

"Didn't I tell you just now that he said that he bought a house for his girlfriend? But will Qiu Yan need him to buy it? Qi Mo bit his lip and looked solemn, "That suite is next to the police station." ”

"The window in the living room has a direct view of the door to the police station. ”

Bought a house next to the police station for your girlfriend?

As soon as her eyes sank, Qiu Lan couldn't help but furrow her brows, secretly thinking about this matter in her heart.

Qiu Yan has been living in Qiu's villa, how could she suddenly buy a house to live in? Moreover, since Qiu Lan came back, she has asked someone to investigate her, and it is impossible not to know that this house is next to the police station to which she belongs.

Besides, she hates Qiu Lan so much, how can she be willing to see her often?

Xue Yancheng was the only one when he looked at the house and signed the contract, so he definitely didn't buy it for Qiu Yan.

But according to Qiu Yan's fiery temper, how dare he find other people outside?

After thinking about it, Qiu Lan was definitely surprised by this house, and she came at her.

I don't know what tricks this shameless man is playing again.

"Momo, you wait a minute, tell me the specific address and floor of this house, I want to see what kind of conspiracy he is going to do!" Qiu Lan frowned, biting her red lip, with a little anger in her eyes.

This time, she will definitely not let Xue Yancheng go as easily as last time!

After lunch, Qiu Lan also left the restaurant together and drove to the hospital, but she didn't see the ill-intentioned eyes in the private room of the restaurant.

In the wound treatment room of the hospital, the nurse took apart the gauze on Qiu Lan's neck and carefully looked at the recovery of the wound, "Yes, the wound has almost recovered, and today is the last dressing change." ”

"Great, Xiaolan, you can finally stop wearing a scarf to cover the white gauze. Qi Mo raised the corners of his mouth and showed a sweet smile.

"Not really. Qiu Lan shrugged her shoulders helplessly, and pursed her red lips playfully, "The wound is just scabbed, and it will take at least a few months for this wound to heal completely without leaving a trace, how ugly this wound is, I'm afraid I will have to tie a scarf." ”

"What's ugly?" Qi Mo raised his eyebrows and comforted her softly, "You are naturally beautiful and difficult to give up, and you have a good foundation, even if you have one or two scars, it is nothing." ”

She tilted her head and looked at the person in front of her with a smile, "Moreover, you have a glorious scar, the most beautiful, I definitely don't dislike it, and you don't dislike it." ”

"Good, good. Qiu Lan couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips when she looked at her playful appearance, and her eyes smiled into two crescents, "Momo, you really haven't changed at all, you can always change your way to make me happy." ”

"Of course, you look good when you smile. Qi Mo bit his red lip, looking moving.

"Miss, your medicine has been changed. The nurse wrapped the last circle of gauze, raised the corners of her mouth, and whispered: "Looking at your relationship, it is really good, you must be a lot of good friends." ”

Listening to her words, Qiu Lan and Qi Mo looked at each other and smiled lightly, "Yes, we have been best friends for more than ten years." ”

After changing the dressing, the two left the wound treatment room together and prepared to leave the hospital.

But at this moment, a cleaner aunt in front of her bumped into a patient's family, and the bucket of water on the water soaked the patient's family's shoes.

"How do you do that!" the man frowned, pushed the cleaner away and glared at her angrily.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The cleaner didn't care about his clothes and pants soaked with sewage, so he quickly got up from the ground, straightened the bucket, took out the rag in his bag, and squatted on the ground to wipe the man's shoes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. ”

"Didn't mean it?" the man gritted his teeth and glared at the aunt on the ground, and took a step back in disgust, "What kind of dirty thing do you rub on me, do you know that I have full cowhide shoes, and they can't get wet!"

"I'll tell you the old woman, you can't afford my shoes for a month's salary!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The cleaner stood in place in a panic, lowered his head, and kept apologizing, "I'm really sorry, or I'll wash it for you." ”

She stood trembling and uneasy.

"Wash, what are you going to wash? It's all bad!" the man angrily kicked the bucket away and pointed at her nose, "I'll tell you old woman, if you don't pay for my shoes today, I'll sue you." ”

Qi Mo, who was standing next to him, was simply furious when he looked at the scene in front of him, "This man is really excessive, wearing a famous brand but embarrassing a cleaner aunt, scum!"

She clenched her fists and strode over, lying between the man and the cleaner, and Qiu Lan followed quickly.

"What are you doing, the aunt has already apologized to you, what are you really doing viciously!" Qi Mo frowned and glared angrily at the person in front of him.

Although the man was one meter eight tall, and Qi Mo was only one meter six tall, her voice was loud, and her momentum was not inferior to that arrogant man.

"Who are you, why are you nosy!" the man asked, pursing his lips.

"Who am I? I can't get used to people like you, and I come to fight grievances!" Qi Mo crossed his hands on his waist, gritted his teeth, and said: "If you stain your shoes, you should be compensated, you can't talk well! Do you have to yell at others like this!"

Listening to her words, the man was obviously stunned, probably he had never seen such a woman who was not afraid of heaven and earth.

"Well, that's compensation. He swallowed, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his head.

"What brand of your shoes, what material, how long have you worn them, tell me the details, and I will calculate a discount fee. Qi Mo opened his backpack solemnly, took out a piece of waste paper and a signature pen, and looked at the person in front of him with a serious face.