Song Qingge has always been very clear about Zhan Qi's methods, when he wants, no matter when and where, she can only be obedient and has no qualifications to refuse.

She closed her eyes vigorously, and when she opened them again, her face was close to indifference, and she said without emotion: "If you want to do it, do it, otherwise let me go!" ”

"Can't wait?" Zhan Qi scoffed.

She was even ready to be used by him, anyway, it wasn't the first time, just a body, nothing.

But Zhan Qi didn't make any further moves in the end, but let go of her, stood up straight, and calmly put on his shirt and coat, calmly as if nothing had happened.

Song Qingge clutched his torn collar and looked at him with some confusion.

"Why, you don't continue, you seem disappointed?" Zhan Qi glanced at her with a sarcastic smile, "Song Qingge, even if you beg me to go to you now, I won't go to you." I think you're dirty. ”

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and prepared to go out, but Song Qingge, who was standing behind him, suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Zhan Qi paused, turned his head and said coldly: "Are you looking for death?" ”

"This suit ......" she gritted her teeth, and it took a long time to raise her head to look at him, and there was already a look of determination in her eyes, "You said you would buy it." ”

Since she had already been bullied by him, she had to let him buy this outfit. She can not care about physical self-esteem, but she needs money.

Zhan Qi squinted slightly, as if he was looking at what she was doing, and after a few seconds, he forcefully pulled the hem of his clothes out of her hand and turned around and walked out of the fitting room.

It wasn't until the door of the fitting room was closed that Song Qingge leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh, pulling the corners of his mouth with a wry smile.

The broken button couldn't be found, and Song Qingge reluctantly sorted out his clothes, and only walked out of the fitting room after looking fine.

There was a faint woman's coquettish smile outside, and when she got closer, she found that her colleague Su Xin was leaning on the counter, holding her chin and talking with Zhan Qi, and she didn't know what Zhan Qi said, which caused her to laugh again.

Song Qingge was faintly surprised, in her memory, Zhan Qi was a man with a very cold personality, and rarely talked to women, but now he not only chatted with women, but even had a vague smile on his face.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, in fact, she should have known that he could smile and be gentle to anyone, and even be polite to a stranger, but only to her Song Qingge couldn't.

Seeing her standing there stupidly, the store manager immediately called her dissatisfied, "Xiao Song, what are you doing?" Hurry up and wrap up the customer's clothes and check out! ”

"Oh, okay, here we go."

Song Qingge withdrew his thoughts, ran to the warehouse, took a delicate handbag, wrapped the suit, held the bag in both hands, and respectfully walked to Zhan Qi and handed it to him, "Sir, this is your clothes." ”

"Hmm."

He only answered, and took the bag without looking at her. Song Qingge slowly withdrew her hand, although she was humiliated in the fitting room just now, but thinking that she could get a commission, she could take her to eat her favorite rice cake hot pot this month, and her mood eased a little.

Zhan Qi swiped his card and was about to leave, before going out, he suddenly said to the store manager: "By the way, remember to record the commission in the name of this young lady, her service is very good, I am very satisfied." ”

After speaking, his finger pointed to Su Xin on the side.