Chapter Seventy-Three: A Brainless Woman Meets a Shopping Mall
Yan Yixi in front of him was still chattering and reprimanding him, Lu Zhixing calmed down and pulled out a smile.
"Didn't you say you were going to buy me a shirt? When will it be sent to me? ”
If he didn't mention this matter, Yan Yixi would forget about it.
She thought about it in her mind, she did say this, smiled, and Yan Yixi said, "I'll give it to you tomorrow." ”
"You." Lu Zhixing helplessly pulled out a smile, touched Yan Yixi's fluffy hair, and pierced her.
"Honestly, did you forget about it?"
"Where? I've always remembered that there have been a lot of things going on these days, and I haven't had time. ”
The two were talking, and they separated when they walked outside, Yan Yixi walked towards the parking station, while Lu Zhixing stood in place, watching her drive away slowly, and a sense of inferiority hit her.
Oh, what a mockery!
She drove Huo Siye's car, wearing the clothes he bought, and her life was getting better and better, and she was about to become a person of two worlds with him.
And what about him? He's just an ordinary surgeon in the hospital.
A dark glint flashed in his eyes, Lu Zhixing took out his mobile phone and dialed a call to go out.
"Hey, it's me, I can go what you said last time, okay, thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhixing went out to buy some food at the convenience store and returned to the hospital.
It was still early, Yan Yixi thought that it was okay after work, and drove to Lanyuan to pick up Yan Xin'er and Yan Muchen, and took the two to the mall together.
"Mommy, are you going to buy clothes for Dad?" Yan Xin'er asked with a sudden big blink.
Since just now, she has seen Yan Yixi walking around the men's clothing area, so she thinks so.
Yan Yixi smiled and shook her head.
"No, Mommy buys clothes for Uncle Lu."
As soon as these words came out, the little guy immediately frowned.
"Why don't you buy clothes for your dad?"
Although she also likes Uncle Lu, she prefers her current father.
Although she hasn't been with Huo Siye for a long time, maybe because of blood, there is something in the dark that is pulling her, and she is very close to Huo Siye.
Hearing Yan Xin'er's innocent words, Yan Yixi smiled dumbly, touched her head, and patiently explained.
"Dad has a lot of clothes, so I don't need Mommy to buy them."
She and Huo Siye were not real couples in the first place, and if she bought him clothes, it would be even more unclear.
However, what Yan Xin'er said just now has been lingering in Yan Yixi's mind.
She looked at several shops in a row, but she didn't see the photo.
The main reason is that Lu Zhixing's figure is too thin, with a height of one meter seven or eight, only about 100 catties, and those shirts are not suitable for him to wear.
The small size is too tight, and the large size is too loose, which is not good-looking.
As soon as Yan Yixi entered the store, a shopping guide greeted her, Yan Muchen was happy to play with an iPad, Yan Xin'er was playing there by herself, and there would be nothing to do in the store, so Yan Yixi didn't care.
"Would you like to take a look at this dress? What is your husband's height and weight? The shopping guide took a pink shirt and recommended it to Yan Yixi.
She smiled and shook her head, "Not my husband." Then he said Lu Zhixing's height and weight.
The shopper smiled and turned to find the right size.
The designs of these clothes are different, so the clothing numbers in each store are more or less different.
Taking advantage of the time when the shopping guide went to pick up the clothes, Yan Yixi looked at the other clothes in the store, and at this moment, a sharp and piercing female voice sounded.
"You don't have long eyes, do you?"
With the voice, I saw that Yan Muchen was pushed and sat on the ground, and the iPad in his hand also fell to the ground, Yan Yixi hurriedly walked over and helped his son up.
"What's going on, Mu Chen?"
She knew that Yan Muchen was not the kind of child who would cause trouble.
Yan Muchen pursed his lips and glared at the woman, and was about to open his mouth when Yan Xin'er grabbed the conversation.
"It was my brother who was playing on the computer there and accidentally bumped into this aunt."
Yan Muchen said in a sullen voice: "I apologize." ”
Yan Yixi knew in her heart, and checked Yan Muchen up and down to see if she was not injured, and then turned her head to look at the woman.
I saw a woman wearing a bright red sundress, carrying a brand-name bag in her hand, from jewelry to clothes, each of which was worth tens of thousands.
Mo Wenwei saw Yan Yixi looking at him, his hands around his chest, looking around Yan Yixi up and down, and pursed his lips disdainfully.
Just a bun!
Today, Yan Yixi went to work in the hospital, and deliberately wore the previous casual clothes, and the whole person was comfortable, but when her dress fell into Mo Wenwei's eyes, she felt that Yan Yixi was inferior to herself.
Her natural sense of superiority made her raise her head, and said disdainfully: "This aunt, please take care of your son, don't dangle around in the mall, you can't afford to stain my clothes." ”
Aunt?
Yan Yixi was almost amused by this woman, how young did she think she was?
If she bumped into her son and didn't apologize, she was so rude, and the anger in Yan Yixi's heart was instantly aroused.
Don't look at her on the surface, she looks very gentle, and no one is Yan Yixi's opponent if she is really hard with you.
His face turned cold, Yan Yixi looked Mo Wenwei up and down, and pouted.
"Just your clothes? Eighty percent of the pajamas you bought from that carpet, right? Don't give it to me for nothing! ”
As soon as she said this, the shopping guides all had some smiles on their faces, but they were forced to hold back.
Not to mention, Mo Wenwei's red sundress is tied together with two threads, and the length of the skirt reaches the root of the thigh, without a trace of design at all.
I don't know, I may really think that Mo Wenwei is wearing pajamas.
"You!" Mo Wen's face flushed slightly, his full chest rose and fell, and his red eyes stretched out an index finger to point at Yan Yixi.
She bought this dress for 10,000 yuan!
This woman even said it was a stall!
Thinking of this, Mo Wenwei couldn't wait to pounce and beat Yan Yixi.
"You don't know the goods, you haven't worn this grade of clothes at first glance, this is called fashion, do you understand?" Mo Wenwei said proudly and straightened his chest.
Yan Yixi had a chill, is this called fashion? This is the fashion of the 80s!
She didn't bother to entangle with this kind of person, and said coldly: "If this is your fashion, I think Feiner may welcome you." ”
"Fina?" Mo Wen frowned slightly, how can you hear this name is familiar?
In the gap between her doubts, Yan Yixi pulled Yan Muchen and Yan Xin'er and was about to leave.
A light flashed in her mind, and Mo Wenwei was excited, catching up with Yan Yixi from behind and dragging her.
"What do you mean? You just went to be a young lady in Feina! ”
She remembered that Feiner was a bar, and Yan Yixi's words were clearly sarcastic that she was scantily clad and should go to the bar to fish for men!
Yan Yixi was stunned, this woman is not stupid.
She shook off Mo Wenwei's hand in disgust, looked directly at Mo Wenwei and said coldly: "This young lady, you can't say that, you are a personal attack, and I have the right to sue you." ”
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Muchen ran over from a corner, with a staff member in a police uniform behind her.
He ran over and pointed directly at Mo Wenwei and said to the staff: "She is making trouble here and pushing me, and my leg still hurts." Yan Muchen said with a hint of grievance in his voice, which made people pitiful.