Chapter 177: This is your punishment

On the sofa, on the balcony on the ground there are piles of clothes and bags!

Xia Han exited the door and looked up at the house number, that's right!

You can open the door with your own key, how can it be wrong! Xia Han changed his shoes, carefully bypassed the paper bag handed over, and walked into the house. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's all big paper bags, what's going on?

Xia Han opened a few paper bags and took a look, the more she looked at them, the more similar they became, most of these were the clothes she had tried today!

Xia Han carried the paper bag to the ground and sat on the sofa, the whole person was stunned.

Suddenly, there was a new IT limited edition pendant doll from Dior on the coffee table, which was not hers. Pick up the doll Bear and press a note underneath.

'Don't use my card, it's your punishment. ’

Resolute as a handwritten text with a hard pen, and not losing rigidity, very chic. Zuo Qiu Chen's words.

Xia Han couldn't cry or laugh in an instant, looking at the room full of clothes, bags and shoes. I suddenly recalled a similar scene from my previous time in the hospital......

took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zuo Qiuchen.

'You're a loser, aren't you?' ’

Zuoqiu was having a party, and the project manager was talking on the sidelines. Suddenly, the mobile phone screen lit up, and Xia Han's text message flashed in.

'It's you who loses, not me.' ’

'You bought it.' ’

"You don't need the card I gave you, then I had to swipe it to you myself, I don't know which one you like, so I bought them all." In the end, it's still Madame, you're a loser. ’

Looking at the word "Mrs" on the screen, Xia Han blushed slightly.

'I only have one body, how can I wear it after buying so much?' ’

'It's all classics. Won't go out of style. ’

Xia Han got up, looked through the other bags, suddenly remembered something, and picked up the phone again.

'How do you know I've seen these clothes today?' And how do you know my number? ’

Zuoqiu held his mobile phone with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth. With a tap of your finger, the message is sent.

I'm going to have a meeting. Let's talk about it later. ’

This scoundrel!

Xia Han threw the phone aside on the sofa, opened the bag, and suddenly remembered that a specialty store like this can definitely be returned!

I crawled over and picked up my phone and dialed the store.

"Hello, can I return the clothes if they don't fit? I bought it today. ”

"Yes, ma'am. Please provide your order number. ”

Xia Han held his mobile phone and casually took out a machine from a bag to make a small receipt.

“503……”

"Uh..... Sorry Ms. Zuoqiu, we are unable to provide you with returns. ”

Ms. Zuoqiu? Xia Han was stunned for a moment.

"Why?"

"Because Mr. Zuoqiu made it clear that we are not allowed to provide you with returns."

Xia Han's face darkened.

Zuo Qiuchen had long expected that Xia Han would make such a move, and he had already arranged the store manager, saying that he couldn't return Xia Han to anything.

Xia Han just hung up the phone, and after a while, a message came from the phone.

Don't think about returning it. I have this time to tidy up my clothes. ’

"Ahh

How did he know again!

I just finished the phone call for less than two minutes!

Does he have eyeliner in all the stores?

Is he God?

Turning around and leaving the living room, I just walked into the bedroom and saw that the floor of the bedroom was also full of paper bags. Sighing, he took out the clothes inside and hung them in the closet.

The more expensive the material, the more delicate it is, and it needs to be taken care of very carefully.

I don't know who brought these over. But it's definitely someone who doesn't understand.

Suddenly, the paper bag in his hand fell, and Xia Han instantly broke out in a cold sweat!