Song Qingge thought that Zhan Qi had changed his mind again, and hurriedly raised his head in joy, but the first thing that caught his eyes was a pair of slender jimmychoo high heels, and when his eyes moved up, it was the woman's straight and white legs.

She was subconsciously stunned for a moment, and when she raised her head, she saw a delicate and bewitching woman's face. The raised eyebrows were full of disdain for her, and the woman stood in front of her with her arms crossed, looking at her condescendingly, and the narrow tails of her eyes were full of jealousy as if they had been quenched with poison.

It was the woman who was by Zhan Qi's side yesterday.

Song Qingge was suddenly a little disappointed, and he didn't bother to take care of the woman in front of him, wrapped up his side and began to look for the clothes he scattered last night.

The T-shirt fell at the woman's feet, and she bent down to pick it up, but the woman lifted her foot and stepped on it.

Song Qingge frowned, raised his head and said, "Please move your feet." ”

Instead of moving, the woman snorted, and angrily crushed her clothes twice, and soon a large footprint appeared on the plain white T-shirt.

"Although I don't know what your relationship is with Brother Qi, you'd better recognize your identity, Brother Qi is not a slut like you." As the woman spoke, she suddenly bent down to her face and threatened word by word: "Listen clearly, hurry up and roll as far as you can, Brother Qi is mine, dare to rob me, I will make you unable to live in Rongcheng!" ”

The warning full of resentment did not make Song Qingge feel afraid, she raised her head and glanced at the name tag on the woman's chest, straightened her waist and smiled, "Miss Yao Rou, right?" I also advise you, if you really have the ability, you should go and fight Qi well now, instead of coming here to threaten me. You can't even keep your own man, you're really ashamed. ”

Song Qingge remembered very well that this was said by a woman beside Zhan Qi when she sarcastically mocked her.

She still remembers it vividly, it was the first time Zhan Qi brought a woman back, and she sat on the sofa all night. The next morning she stopped the woman in her pajamas on the stairs and angrily questioned her why she was destroying other people's homes.

The woman crossed her arms and smiled, and said what she had just said.

Time has passed, and she never imagined that one day it would be her turn to say these words to others.

"You!" Yao Rou didn't expect her to look at Wei Weinuo, and she was so tough, and she was speechless for a while.

Song Qingge was too lazy to entangle with her, so he simply pushed her waist and pulled out her clothes, and Yao Rou was also pushed back by her, and it took a long time to stabilize her footing.

After getting dressed on his own, Song Qingge packed his canvas bag and went to work.

In any case, the work still has to be done, otherwise, even if she snatches it back, if she loses her job, she will not be able to treat her child.

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Because she was worried about her children, Song Qingge was also restless when she was working, and when she was about to change shifts, the store manager went to hand over the sales report to the floor supervisor, and another shopping guide went to transfer the goods, leaving her alone.

A man of about 1.7 meters walked in at this time, and after looking around the store for a week, he touched here and looked there, and his clothes looked boring.

Although the man's clothes were cheap, his eyes were a little sinister, and his body was full of strong alcohol, but out of professionalism, Song Qingge still walked up and asked politely: "Sir, what clothes do you want to choose?" ”

The man turned his head to look her up and down, his eyes touched the smooth and delicate calves under her skirt, and his eyes immediately showed covetousness.

"Oh, I'll just take a look." As he spoke, the man kept peeking at her legs, casually pointed to a piece of clothing, and said with a smile: "That...... Why don't you give me that suit on it? ”

The man was short and seemed to be able to wear a number of about 170, so she started rummaging through the bottom closet.

However, just as she was looking for clothes, she suddenly felt a rough palm caressing her thighs.

Song Qingge was startled, and turned her head to find that the man was squatting behind her, in that posture as if he was holding her from behind, and her whole body was almost encircled in the man's arms.

"What are you doing!" Song Qingge pushed him away and hid back, and said sharply while dodging: "Be respectful, otherwise I'll call someone!" ”

"Hehe, you can only make a few dollars here, why don't you follow me, I promise you will earn several times more than here."

The man leaned towards her while smiling lewdly, Song Qingge turned his head and wanted to run, but the man had already grabbed her wrist first, and then threw her to the ground, bowing his head towards her mouth.

The man's mouth was full of wine and foul smell, and Song Qingge could only desperately dodge and shouted loudly: "Help...... Help me! Someone! ”

The man kept kissing her on the face, while his hands were not idle on her legs, and dragged her towards the fitting room.

Just as Song Qingge kept struggling, the man's collar was suddenly grabbed from behind, and then he was pulled back forcefully and sat on the ground.

"Dare to molest women unscrupulously in broad daylight, and live impatiently?"

The man's cold and sharp voice came from overhead, Song Qingge hurriedly got up from the ground, hurriedly sorted out his clothes, and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you." ”

The man retracted his gaze to look at her, and casually asked, "Are you alright......?"

However, in the next second, both of them were stunned.

Song Qingge looked at the man in front of him in a daze, and murmured in disbelief, "Mr. Zhan......"