After speaking, he asked someone to handcuff Ding Quanyou and several big men, and invited Zhang Qian back to the police station together.

Because the process of the matter was clear, Zhang Qian quickly finished the transcript.

To her surprise, Qin Ziyi was still waiting for her.

Seeing her come out, Qin Ziyi greeted her and said to her: "If this happens, the opening of the beauty salon will be delayed for a while, so let's do it, I have a decoration company I know here, but it's in Kyoto." It may take a few days to come over, but the style and design will be much better than here in P City, if you think it is feasible, I will ask them to come over as soon as possible. ”

When Zhang Qian heard this, her eyes lit up: "Aunt Qin, then I'm sorry for you!" Speaking of this, she stuck out her tongue and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm here, I'm really in debt, I can't be pressured by a lot of debt, you have helped me too much, I'm happy to be at ease!"

The two of them talked for a while before saying goodbye.

After Zhang Qian and Qin Ziyi separated, they suddenly felt a little confused and didn't know where to go.

She thought for a while, took out the key to the house that Qin Huai gave her from her pocket, took out the address from her mobile phone, and took a taxi to go there.

I thought that the house must be an idle room, dusty and in need of cleaning.

Moreover, the decoration style of the house is probably Qin Huai's kind of cold wind, which can freeze to death in summer.

However, I never expected it. The house was unexpectedly unexpected.

First of all, the house is a large three-room, with a total of 140 square meters. Very clean and the overall décor was lovely. And it can be seen that it is regularly cleaned and spotless, the flowers in the vase on the coffee table are full of life, and the off-white solid wood floor is even as smooth as wax.

The only thing, which is more scary, is that the master bedroom is actually all pink.

That's right, full powder, or the kind of death Barbie fan.

Pink beds, pink curtains, pink desks, pink veils, and pink rag dolls.

She recalled that the guest room where Qin Huai lived in Qin Ziyi's house, as well as the room where Qin Huai stayed in Xinyue Hotel, were all black and white. I really can't associate this whole pink with him.

She thought about it for a while, took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Qin Huai.

"Master, are you the devil? I can't see it, tsk, you actually have a pink girl's heart. ”

The message came back quickly, and magically knew what Zhang Qian meant, and replied: "Dabao, they said that girls like this style, so they are prepared." What, don't you like it?"

Zhang Qian's big eyes blinked, a little puzzled: "No, how do you know what I'm talking about." It's a sentence that has no beginning or end. ”

"It takes brains, and you probably don't understand it. I still have something to do here, so I won't talk about it yet. ”

Zhang Qian: "......"

Although this room is quite ghostly, Zhang Qian knows that straight men like her master are probably doing their best. What can I do, make do with it!

So, for the next few days, Zhang Qian was eating in her pink nest and waiting to die.

It wasn't until four days later that Qin Ziyi called and said that the renovation team would come over in two days.

At the same time, she also introduced ten orders of business to Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian knew her good intentions, probably because she was afraid that the decoration price in Kyoto would be too high and she couldn't afford it, so she introduced so much business to her at one time.

However, I really don't know how to repay this favor.

She smiled bitterly and said to Qin Ziyi: "Aunt Qin, it would be good if you were a man, and I can still make a promise." I don't even know how to repay this now. ”

"Qianqian, your thoughts are very dangerous! Aunt Qin is a man and a married person. But ah, I have a nephew at home, who is a young talent. Except for the cold temperament, the people are bland, and everything is good. And you know each other. ”