Han Jiazhi looked at Xia Muxiu: "Tsk, Xia Muxiu, are you going to uncover the uprising recently?" ”

Xia Muxiu replied while placing the dishes and chopsticks: "I'm just tutoring you to study, not your maid, what do you want to eat for your maid to do, I, no, serve, wait." ”

"Cut, brainless."

Due to the protest of his stomach, Han Jiazhi finally sat down obediently to eat.

Xia Muxiu asked, "Are you going to school in the afternoon?" ”

"No, if you go, tomorrow the whole world will know that Han Jiazhi was slapped in the face."

I was slapped by Han Yan yesterday, and after I woke up today, I found that there were still some red marks on it.

Xia Muxiu glanced at the red marks on Han Jiazhi's face and said, "Then you remember to make up for the homework you have missed in the past few days in the afternoon, and I will tutor you when you come back in the evening." ”

Han Jiazhi said indifferently: "I broke up with my mother, what kind of homework do I still write." I'm now a bird flying in the sky, and I can do whatever I want. ”

Xia Muxiu looked at Han Jiazhi speechlessly and said, "Han Jiazhi, you are really naïve. ”

Han Jiazhi was not ashamed, but said proudly: "I have always been like this. ”

"Whatever, when you run out of pocket money, I hope you can still swear as you do now." After speaking, Xia Muxiu stood up and put away the dishes and chopsticks.

After putting all the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen sink, she walked to the entrance with her schoolbag and put on her shoes.

Han Jiazhi asked casually: "Where are you going?" ”

Xia Mu Xiu responded: "Go to school." ”

"If you don't go to school, it's okay, I'll raise you." Han Jiazhi held his head with his hand, tilted his head, and raised a seductive smile towards Xia Muxiu.

Xia Muxiu looked at Han Jiazhi helplessly, and was speechless for a while, before he held back a sentence: "Watch less movies." ”

With that, she unscrewed the door and left.

Han Jiazhi lifted his hair and sat cross-legged on the chair boredly, holding the back of the chair with his hand and his chin resting on his arm. She looked around the delicate little apartment, and there was no living thing but her. She could even clearly hear the 'whirring' sound of the air conditioner, and the silence was terrifying.

What she used to think of as a small room is now empty and scary.

Staying at home alone is definitely a kind of torture for Han Jiazhi. Because she's going to die of boredom!

Han Jiazhi thought for a moment, then stood up from his chair. Walk into the bedroom and open Xia Muxiu's wardrobe.

Xia Muxiu's clothes are simply monotonous and terrible, with a uniform T-shirt and pants, Han Jiazhi can't find a dress that meets her aesthetics.

In desperation, she ended up with a classic white T-shirt and black wide-legged pants. No way, she can't go out shopping in her school uniform.

After changing his clothes, Han Jiazhi simply drew a light makeup to cover the red marks on his face. Then I grabbed my phone, took my bag and went out.

Han Jiazhi walked into a luxury store with a clear goal, changed into a dress she liked, and then sat on the expensive sofa, drinking coffee, and watching the clerk push a column of clothes in front of her for her to choose.

"Your clothes." After the clerk folded Han Jiazhi's changed clothes neatly, he put them in a bag and handed them to Han Jiazhi.

Han Jiazhi took a sip of coffee and said lightly: "Throw it away." ”

"Okay."

Han Jiazhi looked at the dazzling array of bags, shoes, and clothes in front of him, and suddenly got a little tired: "The new products that have come out recently are not very good." ”

"Miss Han, this is only part of it, and there are those over there who have not passed your eyes, maybe there will be something you are satisfied with?" The store manager stood to the side, a smile on his face, a slight bend, and a respectful tone.

"No need, that's all, my eyes are tired to see." Han Jiazhi put down the coffee in his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Seeing this, the store manager immediately said to the clerk next to him: "Quick, go to the beauty salon below and ask someone to come up and give Miss Han an eye massage." ”

"Forget it, I still have something to do, let's settle the bill." Han Jiazhi stood up from the sofa.

"Okay."

After everything was packed, Han Jiazhi skillfully took out the card and handed it over.

After swiping the card, the clerk pressed it a few times, and said to Han Jiazhi: "Sorry ma'am, your card is frozen and cannot be paid." ”

Han Jiazhi frowned and said in surprise: "What did you say?!" ”

The clerk swiped it again, and the result was still the same: "It does show that it has been frozen." ”

Don't think about it, it must be Han Yan's ghost, in this world, only Han Yan can freeze her card.

'Angry is angry, what does it mean to freeze the card?' Why did Han Yan freeze my card?! This is my pocket money card! Han Jiazhi was so angry that he had a myocardial infarction.

Han Jia called Han Yan's phone in a fit of anger, which was too unfair. She was slapped in the face, kicked out of the house, and now she has to be frozen?!

If this card was Han Yan's money, she would have endured it, but this is her money! The pocket money she gets in exchange for the first grade exam every month, why did Han Yan freeze it?!

After the phone was connected, Han Jiazhi, who was furious, asked with a face: "You froze my card?" ”

"Hmm." Han Yan admitted frankly.

Han Jiazhi asked angrily, "Why did you freeze my card?!" ”

Han Yan didn't answer Han Jiazhi's question, but said: "When you admit your mistake and apologize, this card will be unfrozen." ”

Han Jiazhi was almost laughed at angrily: "No, the question now is, why are you freezing my card?" This is me, of, card! ”

"It seems that you haven't realized your mistake yet, so let's not talk about it, I'm going to a meeting." After speaking, Han Yan simply hung up the call.

"Hey?!" Han Jiazhi looked at the screen of the mobile phone that had ended the call, she almost wanted to smash the phone!

The huge luxury store suddenly fell silent, the clerks looked at each other, no one dared to speak, and the atmosphere gradually became a little ...... Wrong.

Han Jiazhi, who was surrounded by eyes, was in a dilemma with her mobile phone, she struggled several times, and finally asked the clerk: "What about the set of clothes I worn?" ”

With a polite smile, the clerk replied, "I have already thrown it into the trash as you instructed." ”

Han Jiazhi: "......"

The store manager stepped forward, looked at Han Jiazhi with a smile, and asked, "Miss Han, is there anything wrong?" ”

Han Jiazhi was struggling with how to speak, but he was in a hurry to think of a way. She said to the store manager, "Is there men's clothing here?" ”

The store manager was stunned for a moment and replied, "Yes." ”

The corners of Han Jiazhi's mouth hooked up a bewitching smile and said, "I want to buy a men's dress." ”

"Huh? Good...... Okay, this side please. ”

Half an hour later......

"Han Jiazhi, you are too lacking!!"

After leaving the luxury store, Liu Dingli walked all the way scolding, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and even mixed with a little grievance.

Han Jiazhi looked at Liu Dingli innocently and asked, "What's wrong?" Don't you like the dress I gave you? ”

"Han Jiazhi, are you human? How did you feel embarrassed to ask that? The money is all mine, plus your shoes, bags, clothes, all my girlfriends together have never spent that much money on them! ”