Fashion is a circle.

On Hong Kong Island in '82, the style of dressing is already very fashionable, but most working women have not yet learned to make themselves look more beautiful in the workplace.

So when he went to the table, Meng Fan couldn't help but look at others a few more times when he inquired about the news.

After sending Jane Meizhi home, Amin asked two fatal questions while walking along the bay with the night breeze blowing:

"Is Meizhi good-looking?"

"How about comparing yourself to me?"

In this regard, Inspector Meng has his own set of solutions: "Go home." ”

"What are you doing when you get home?"

Amin, who enjoys the quiet atmosphere by the sea, is puzzled and successfully deviates from the topic.

"Dry ......"

The two young men ran wildly on the quiet coastal street, and after a while, Meng Fan took the initiative to pick up the panting Amin and returned to the villa.

Nine a.m.

Meng Fan, who has always had a good biological clock, opened his eyes and looked at Amin who was curled up in his arms on the left side.

"Let's get up and have breakfast."

Listening to the sound that came, Amin's eyelids trembled, and the blush on her pretty face spread out like a halo, and she didn't answer, and continued to pretend that she didn't hear.

"If this is the case, I can only eat and wait for lunch, and I will call someone to deliver the food."

Sensing that the cup was about to be opened, Amin did not open his eyes, but buried his head in Meng Fan's arms.

So, Meng Fan reluctantly got up and received some benefits for himself.

Considering that he had to go to the mall together today to buy other daily necessities, he didn't go overboard.

This time, another five or six hours.

By the time I finished taking a shower, it was already evening.

At first, Meng Fan proposed to go again tomorrow, but Amin, who had put on light makeup for a few minutes, said that he didn't agree to anything, and had to go shopping.

Since she was so persistent, Meng Fan could only go hungry and drive to the commercial street next to her.

In this era, there is no such thing as milk caps, bobas, etc. in milk tea.

Therefore, after coming to the mall, the hungry Meng Fan did not order milk tea, and first took Amin to find a Chinese restaurant and ate three bowls of pork rib noodles in a row, which was slightly restrained.

"I want to buy a soy milk machine, a coffee machine, coffee beans, a refrigerator, and the clothes for the two of us......"

It's amazing.

After Amin, who had slept for so long and was still shouting tired, came to the street, he ate some noodles casually as if he was full of blood, and then took out a small notebook and began to sketch.

Especially when it comes to clothes, his eyes can't help but look at Meng Fan, who is gulping noodles, and his tone reveals longing: "Let's go to the wedding dress shop in a while, okay?" ”

"Of course." Meng Fan replied very happily.

To this point, it's time to think about the follow-up, if nothing else, life is such an experience, so he is also looking forward to it.

The lights are on.

Rows of buildings form a light show, and small colored light bulbs hung in the mall are lit up.

Meng Fan was carrying a crossbody bag, and Amin at his side hugged him tightly.

How beautiful he is, Meng Fan can't say.

But Amin is absolutely beautiful, passing by a lot of men, young and old, will sneak over, he stood next to him, and noticed a lot of envious eyes.

"Welcome."

"What do you want to see?"

There are gold counters on each floor of the mall, and Amin, who originally had a bunch of things to buy and wanted to see the wedding dress, couldn't hold back as soon as he entered the door, and walked towards this side holding Meng Fan's hand.

"Let's see for ourselves first, we will trouble you if necessary."

Hearing this, the shopping guide left with a smile.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two have a strong willingness to consume and have an economic foundation.

"This looks good, why don't you try it?"

"The shape is quite chic, take it out and take a look."

Meng Fan was enthusiastic at first to help with the selection, but gradually, he understood that he had no say in this regard, so he obediently followed behind, helping to check out the bill and carry the bag.

After a while, Amin took a fancy to a delicate phoenix hairpin, raised his eyes and asked, "If you hold a wedding, will it be Western or Chinese?" Will Chung Do-cho not like Western-style wedding dresses? ”

"The master is not so rigid, this is a matter for the two of us, he will only be present to bless."

Meng Fan smiled: "What about me, you can do anything, if you like it, you can get engaged to Western style, marry Chinese style, and vice versa." ”

Although it is too early to discuss this, the relationship between the two went further last night and they must be particularly attentive to the relevant aspects.

"Miss, take this out......"

Amin had a smile on his face.

But before he finished speaking, a black voice fell from the sky.

Bang!

With a loud bang, rows of gold counters shattered.

Looking at the precious jewelry scattered all over the ground, the guests did not take advantage of the fire to rob, and ran outside one after another, for fear of being implicated.

Amin's smile froze, frightened by the sudden fall, and shrunk into Meng Fan's arms.

What's going on?

Club brawls?

What does it mean to choose a large mall?

In fact, Meng Fan was also a little confused.

I can't help but look up.

On the fourth floor, next to the Puma store, a man was being beaten by a group of thugs in suits, the other party was holding a baseball bat, flashing left and right, looking extremely fierce.

And the man was wearing a yellow-green robe, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he was extremely agile, and the shelves, chairs, and glass counters that supported his clothes could be used as a weapon.

At this time, a woman in a denim camisole came in a hurry, she was so flustered that she accidentally tripped over the debris on the ground, and the briefcase she was holding tightly in her hand flew out.

Impartial.

It happened to land at Meng Fan's feet, and Amin, who came back to his senses, was a little curious, and subconsciously picked it up from the ground.

"Give it to me."

The woman who fell hurriedly got up, rushed to the two of them, and was just about to take away the briefcase, when two men in white suits got off the elevator murderously, shouting, "Don't run!" ”

"Kill her!"

After snatching the briefcase, Serena was about to continue running, but as soon as she took a step, she found that her path was blocked by another group of people.

Suddenly, his face turned pale.

At the same time, the two groups of people in front of him and behind him couldn't help but laugh evilly, and almost engraved the words "I am a villain" on their faces.

"Brother Fan......"

Amin's voice rang out.

Meng Fan withdrew his gaze from Selena's face, and he had another name in his heart:

Goddess, Lin Qingxia.

Shopping mall, a man who is very good at fighting, good at using furniture, thugs in suits, document bags......

Before he could speak, the thug who was the first to the head rushed over, and Salena couldn't help but close her eyes and defend the file, ready to resist.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out.

"Police."

"Get on your knees."

"Kneel in a row, hold your head in your hands, raise it above your head, and place it where I can see it."

The cold voices of men and women at the same time were mixed with the wails of the mob.

Shalena slowly opened her eyes, and she saw the couple standing in the middle of the gold counter, all of them pulling out their pistols.

The thug of the Zhu Group who pounced on him covered his calves and rolled on the ground, while the others froze in place, not daring to move.

Meng Fan, who easily controlled the scene, raised his eyes again, and he saw a man with a square face, a bloody face, and a signature big nose.

It's you, Uncle Long!

Wrong...... It should be called Chen Jiaju.