Chapter 452: Young Women In The 1980s (27)

It turned out that these were because they used Mei Qian's pattern.

Kyoko held Xia Ling's hand, her eyes were bright, "Mei shallow, Mei shallow, tell me, how do you grow your brain? You live in the country, and you can draw such beautiful clothes? You teach me chant."

Xia Ling felt helpless: "... I can't teach, it's all born."

She was born again, or she wore a book, but she used golden fingers. Of course, she couldn't teach it to others.

Kyoko: "... oh."

Looking at her with disappointment, Xia Ling smiled again and took out a card from her pocket.

"However, I still have a 50% discount card from Manis, which can be given away. Does anyone want it?"

"50% off? Manny's?" Kyoko jumped up when she heard it.

Isn't that equal to the money she would hold for one dress, but can she buy two?

"I, I want!"

"Mei Qian, you are really amazing, so nice!"

Kyoko took the card and was too happy.

Xia Ling smiled.

*

The card she gave to Kyoko was actually suggested by Xia Ling to the manager of Manish, a club membership.

At the same time as the membership system was established, the Manish poetry high-end clothing project will also build a store in City C to serve the mid-to-high-end consumer layer.

Xia Ling will get a 10% stake in this high-end clothing project.

Signing a contract with the factory, the law is fair, they are already officially in force.

*

In the evening, the evening self-study ended.

Xia Ling returned to the villa.

There are street lights on the road. The roadside in City C is now planted with paulownia in France.

That palm-like paulownia leaf, the leaves are green.

Walking under a tree and looking at such a street always makes people feel a little laid back.

Li Qing was following her.

Xia Ling pretended not to feel, all the way to the door of his villa.

When she took the key and was ready to enter the door.

Behind him, Li Qing couldn't help but walked forward, trying to take her hand and take her aside.

Xia Ling avoided her, and Li Qing's movement was interrupted.

Stroking his hand, he took his hand out and took it to his side, then looked at Xia Ling with some pain.

"Mei Qian, let's talk."

Xia Ling: "What do we have to talk about? Nothing to talk about."

"No, you must talk!"

Li Qing took a deep breath and spit it out again.

"Since you've lost so much effort for me, you finally came to a school with me. Now you met me, why don't you admit it?"

Xia Ling: "Who isn't narcissistic for you?"

This kind of sand pig-like concept, as if she took C test mostly for him?

Can't she be motivated for herself?

"Then you ... why live alone." Li Qing looked at the villa in the dark.

This school district room is either rich or expensive.

He originally thought about it, was it because the girl went to attach someone, so he could live here?

But now he wanted to understand.

Maybe Mei Qian and the people here have relatives. She just stayed here temporarily to help others watch the door.

It's so late that some people in the family have turned on the electric lights. There is only the girl's place.

...

Li Qing's look was more complicated, with sympathy and insight.

A country girl, blindfolded by the bustling, turned so swollen and swollen to fat.

Sympathy was hidden on Qing Jun's face.

Li Qing: "Mei Qian, I'm not malicious, but I don't want you to go further and further down the road. Come back, turn back to shore."

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(End of this chapter)