At this time, Zhu Wanying, who was hiding in the shadows, took everything into her eyes, she never felt that she lacked charm as a thing, but she saw the scene just now, and it was clear that Jiang Haoxiang still had love for Qiao Shanxi.

His eyes darkened, and his fingers clenched into fists, tight.

On the way home, Qiao Shanxie chose to take a taxi back directly, and Gu Youran hurried back because he was still busy with work.

"Goodbye! Stay safe on the road! ”

Gu leisurely trotted away, and here Qiao Shanxie took out a bunch of keys from the chain bag she was carrying, and soon, she found the familiar key and opened the door of the glass store.

Walking inside, she shone her phone on the light, went to her desk, opened the drawer, and took out a photo from inside.

It was a childhood photo of her and Jiang Haoxiang, and she glanced at it, put it in her bag, and then locked the drawer.

The drawer was a little broken, she pushed it a few times before closing it, locked the key, and was walking out the door when suddenly, she noticed a figure flashing behind a model in a wedding dress.

"Ahh ”

The man slipped out the door quickly.

Qiao Shanxi-hee hesitated, but still trotted a few steps to chase after him, however, as soon as he walked out of the store, he saw no one.

There was a false alarm, which scared her into a cold sweat.

Qiao Shanxii looked at the night, quickly closed the door, and hurriedly walked towards his rental house.

I flushed the water in the bathroom several times, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I remembered the scene of the figure shaking.

It's terrible that there are thieves in her shop.

But it was clear that she had opened the locked drawer to see that everything was in good condition, and there was no sign of theft or damage.

If the thief didn't come for money, why did he come to her shop?

Puzzled, Qiao Shanxi-hee walked out in a comfortable and loose pajamas, she took out the photo from her small bag, and gently stroked a boy and a girl on it with her fingers.

The two of them are so innocent and kind, she can't help but miss the days when she was a child.

The next day, Qiao Shanxi-hee was woken up by a burst of mobile phone ringtones.

"Hey, hello!"

"I'm not good, what's good, I said, you little girl, I saw that you were quite an honest person, why did you sell some fakes?" I don't know which one is on the other end of the phone, and I don't speak politely at all.

"Where do you start, the quality of our single love's wedding dresses is guaranteed, and all the wedding dresses are designed by me and ......cut by myself," Qiao Shanxi didn't finish his words, and the other party interrupted.

"Yes, yes, that's the question, I said, miss, what time is it, haven't you read the news notice? The so-called things you design, there are already goods on the market, and they are mass-produced. It's all in the name of a single love wedding dress, don't you say that a single love is a rare item, and every piece of clothing is just that, and there is no duplicate? Now the streets are full of the same wedding dresses and dresses, I don't wear them, I only have a lifetime as a bride, why should I let my daughter be the same as others, I ask you for a refund! Refund! Refund ......"

The other person's voice penetrates the eardrum through the phone.

Qiao Shanxi had to put the phone farther away.