Li Miran's dinner was eaten on the side of the road.

After coming from the treatment, she walked in a daze for more than ten minutes, she was really tired, sat down at the bus stop, and then followed a few people who looked like they got off work and got on an empty bus.

The friendly driver brother reminded, "Miss, swipe the card or put in the coin." ”

Li Miran stood stupidly at the door of the car, looking for money from his wallet, only to find that the smallest denomination was fifty yuan, "Master, can you find it?"

"Beauty, the bus doesn't give change. The passenger behind him was impatient to answer for the driver.

She looked at the sign of "2 yuan fare", threw 50 yuan into it, and walked straight to the car without the slightest reluctance.

"It's really rich and capricious. ”

When passing by the front row, a passenger deliberately said a gossip.

LI MIRAN SUBCONSCIOUSLY LOOKED AT THE MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN, WHO WAS WEARING A PILLING WOOLEN COAT AND THE BAG ON HER HAND WAS ENGRAVED WITH GUGGI...... And herself, a Chanel.

Li Miran smiled at her, nodded her head to show friendliness by the way, and the middle-aged woman covered her bag and looked out the window from her gaze.

What would she think of Li Miran's smile?

Contempt, of course, is the mockery of the vanity of the rich to the poor.

No, in the eyes of ordinary people, she is rich and part-time.

When she was a child, she followed her father and took the bus a few times, and at that time there was a conductor and she could make change, and then for nearly fifteen years, she did not take the bus.

Usually when she goes out, there is a driver at home, or Yu Jingen drives, or she drives herself, or she takes a taxi, she never thought of taking the bus, but today, the ghost sent the god to get on the bus.

Is she squeamish?

So it seems, yes.

She sat in the last row, looking condescendingly at the passengers up and down, their expressions hurried, their silence, their plain clothes, their old and young...... In heaven and earth, because of people, it will become noisy.

I got off the bus in the city center, asked for directions for a long time, and found the hairdresser she often came to. It's not that I don't remember the way, but I don't know how to get to the bus stop.

"Miss Li, I haven't been here for a long time, what hairstyle do you want to get today?"

"Straighten your hair. ”

For the first time, the royal hairstylist was shocked to hear her say that she wanted to straighten her hair instead of doing the most popular hairstyle of the moment.

When she came out again, Li Miran's shawl and black straight hair were like a waterfall, which made people look a lot more delicate, a little less glamorous, and more pure, but she was still beautiful after all.

"Wife, I bought you a ring and I will run out of money for a big meal. ”

"That's right, let's go to the food stalls. ”

From inside the blue gate of Tiffany's, a young couple came out, and following their footsteps, Li Miran went to the food stall.

"Come, a plate of Kung Pao chicken, a plate of stir-fried oil and wheat vegetables, and the two of you eat slowly. ”

The shopkeeper served two dishes to the couple, and the home-cooked food they ate was not expensive, one was 18 yuan, and the other was 10 yuan.

"Beauty, have you thought of something to eat?"

The shopkeeper walked up to Li Miran, wondering if this beautiful woman, who looked very rich, had finished the menu.

"Hmm...... I ......"

"How about boiled meat, stir-fried tofu with sauce? ”

"That'...... Alright!"

In the hurried footsteps of the shopkeeper, Li Miran's order was handed to the kitchen.

"Come, beauty, boiled meat, fried tofu with sauce, there is white rice there, unlimited amount, all-you-can-eat. ”

Li Miran smiled, she didn't eat staple food for dinner, how could she eat it?

It's not for weight loss, but for the dietitian at home to suggest a fine meal, so that the brain aging will be slower and it is not easy to get three highs.

"Beauty, if you eat like this, you won't be able to taste the taste of our specialty dishes at all!"

This shopkeeper in his early twenties has wandered around her table for the third time, and this beauty doesn't eat rice, but puts everything in the white water.

This is the market. They don't pretend to be high, they have a skill, and they make a living from it and get a sense of accomplishment. If anyone picks on a thorn, they will be glad.

Li Miran smiled and nodded, "I'm sorry, I can't eat spicy, but the food is fresh and delicious!" she said the truth.

Hypocrisy, the hypocrisy of a typical rich man, is the same in the eyes of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper shook his head and continued to greet the other table warmly.

She only spent 38 yuan on this meal.

......

As soon as she arrived at the gate of the hospital, Liu Yiqing's phone called, only to find out that when she fell asleep in the taxi, he had made two phone calls, but she didn't hear it.

Liu Yiqing's excited voice on the phone came to her ears through the radio waves, "Wait for me ......"

"Hmm. He replied lightly and hung up the phone.

Walk into the yard......

"Where did you go at night?"

Another male voice came into his ears, different from Liu Yiqing's excitement on the phone, this voice was extremely cold and restrained.