She took the clothes off the hanger, and the clothes that sold 10,000 in the world were made by more than 100 excellent tailors she recruited, and their efforts were stolen by this shameless villain, there was a fire burning in Chi Zitong's heart, Chi Zitong smiled evilly, and took the clothes to the clerk: "Pack!" ”

"Miss, you're too rich." Luo Manman snatched the CC brand clothes in Chi Zitong's hand, "I've always wanted CC designed clothes, but they're too expensive, and CC doesn't help everyone make clothes, I can't afford to have money, and I can't afford it." ”

"Okay," Chi Zitong snatched it back, "If you want it so much, I just won't give it." ”

"Stingy!" Luo Manman turned his face away.

Chi Zitong called a taxi, rolled down the window and said to Luo Manman and Ge Kexin, "I have to leave first." With that, the taxi drove away.

"Eh, aren't you going to invite us to dinner?" Luo Manman shouted at the taxi that turned into a small black spot, "What, I finally met once......

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Xiaojia compound.

A taxi pulled up at the door, and out of it came a beautiful woman, tall body, slender snow-white thighs outstretched, black hair gently dancing, slender and agile eyes looking around this strange and familiar home—along the way, the blooming flowers emitted their fragrance, filling the air. Chi Zitong picked the closest flower to her, the petals of the flower were pure white, and there were small droplets of water lying quietly on it, she slowly approached, savoring its charming fragrance, and then frowned slightly, threw away the flower, and walked in without looking back.

This villa is a dowry from Mr. Xiao to Mrs. Xiao, they have lived here for seventeen years, but for Chi Zitong it is only fourteen years, she was born here seventeen years ago, she left here three years ago, and she came back three years later.

The white walls have been polished to a sparkling light, and the promenade of alternating red and black granite is spotless. Chi Zitong walked into the door, a strong sense of familiarity struck, she looked around, the white wall by the stairs was full of photos, she stared at those photos, there was no one on it that belonged to her, and the occasional appearance was just passing by. Chi Zitong blinked, her dry eyes became moist, she had lived here for fourteen years, obviously she was the eldest lady of the Xiao family, but she was just outside.

She held back her tears, she hated this place, she wanted to never come back since she went abroad, and even if she came back, she didn't want to set foot here, this home that didn't belong to her.

She was just about to turn around and leave, when a voice suddenly sounded: "Sister! ”

A little girl half a head shorter than her poked her head out of the stairs, and 16-year-old Xiao Yinyun ran to her sister who had not seen her for three years, hugged her tightly and said coquettishly: "Sister, I thought you wouldn't come to see Yinyun." Her head rubbed against Chi Zitong's neck.

Chi Zitong pushed her away and patted the clothes on her body: "Yinyun, where is Mom?" ”

"Mom, Mom is ......"

"Silver Rhyme." A gentle female voice sounded, and a woman slowly walked out of the kitchen, that woman's original face was already beautiful, and she was much younger after wearing heavy makeup, but in Chi Zitong's eyes, she was an old woman.

Mrs. Xiao heard the sound of someone coming in at the beginning, and she knew that Chi Zitong was back, but she had been hiding in the kitchen. The return of her daughter, who had been separated for three years, was the happiest and most excited time for her mother, but she called Xiao Yinyun's name.