"Yiyi, did you hear that? What are you thinking about? Why are you so absent-minded?" Chu Qian pulled Mian Yi's hand.
Mian Yi came back to her senses and when she looked up, the hostility in her eyes disappeared, and she was that gentle, generous and elegant girl again.
She curled her lips slightly: "I'm not thinking about anything. Qianqian, what did you just say?"
Chu Qian didn't think much about Mian Yi's reaction: "I say we go and ask how much the clothes cost. The clothes are specially made, and there is only one of their kind in Jinghai City. I'm so curious."
Mian Yi's eyes fell on the cotton jacket again. Is it specially made? It must be expensive. What a bitch. She can still live a good life in this situation. Where does she get the money?
His expression was gloomy: "Forget it, it's not good."
Chu Qian refused. There was nothing she couldn't accomplish that she wanted to do.
"I'm just asking, what's wrong with that?"
Without giving Mian Yi a chance to refuse, he dragged her over.
Mian Yi reluctantly went to Mian'ao.
Chu Qian looked up and down at the cotton jacket.
Although Mian'ao's complexion has improved a lot in the past few days, the wounds on her body and the calluses on her hands are still there, and her hair is dry, yellow and brittle. It is obvious that she is not a girl who has been well-fed.
An expensive set of clothes, who knows where they came from.
After thinking about it, his tone became more vicious: "Hey, did you buy this clothes yourself? Did you steal it?"
When Mian'ao turned around, the first person he saw was not Chu Qian, but Mian Yi, whose gaze was too strange.
She tilted her head and exclaimed, "Fake daughter?"
It was the first time that Mian'ao met Mian'yi, but strangely, she recognized her at first sight.
Mian Yi's face suddenly darkened and she felt inexplicably panicked. How did she know her?
Chu Qian didn't hear clearly and was annoyed that the cotton jacket ignored her: "I'm asking you a question, why don't you have any manners at all?"
Mian'ao ignored Chu Qian and walked straight towards Mian Yi.
"Where's the money you have?"
"What?"
"What?"
Mian Yi and Chu Qian were both confused.
The cotton jacket stretched out its claws and said as a matter of course, "Give it to me."
Chu Qian was so angry that she laughed: "Are you crazy because of poverty? Why should I give you money? Are you sick?"
The cotton-padded jacket stretched out its claws again: "Give it to me, it's all mine. You can't use it anymore, or I'll be angry."
Mian Yi looked at Mian'ao with a serious look on her face, showing a very aggrieved and frightened expression.
"Are you trying to rob me of my money?"
With a slight movement of his fingertips, a gloomy aura quickly penetrated into Chu Qian's body.
Chu Qian's relatively calm mood suddenly turned into a rage.
He grabbed the cotton-padded jacket's hair and said, "You shameless poor fellow, you actually dare to rob money in public! Come on, someone, hurry up and kick this poor fellow out."
Chu Qian was like a mad woman, with a sharp voice and a ferocious face.
Mian Yi, however, shrank to the side with red eyes, like a frightened rabbit.
There were a lot of people in the mall, and as soon as Chu Qian spoke, many people gathered around.
The moment Chu Qian touched her, cotton-padded jacket kicked her out.
"Wow..." The crowd burst into exclamations.
Mian Yi secretly curled her lips, then her expression became frightened again, and she trembled as she went to help Chu Qian.
"Qianqian, forget it, let's go quickly. She looks so fierce." Another breath penetrated into Chu Qian's body.
Chu Qian, who was grimacing in pain, instantly recovered and pushed Mian Yi away.
"What do you mean by that? This bitch is so audacious that she robbed people in public. Is there any law in the world? She must be taught a lesson."
As he said this, he pounced towards the cotton-padded jacket with his fangs and claws bared.
Mian Yi smiled secretly in her heart but looked anxious on her face.
Cotton Jacket shrugged his nose and looked at Chu Qian who rushed over with disgust: "Don't come over here, you stink, I will beat you."
Chu Qian was furious: "You bastard from the gutter, you dare to say I stink? I'm going to tear your stinky mouth off."
Mian'ao frowned. She didn't hit anyone casually. She did it after careful consideration.
This person really stinks.
He clenched his claws and struck out quickly with his little fists.
"Bang..." A fist hit Chu Qian's waist and abdomen, knocking her two meters away. The crowd quickly retreated. It was a close call.
“Hmm…”
“Hmm…”
Siming came out of the store carrying bags...
He glanced at the two women lying at his feet like a pyramid.
He took another look at the fist that the man in cotton jacket retracted guiltily.
The cotton-padded jacket folded her fingers, her expression as innocent as it could be: "I didn't do it casually." She had thought it over before doing it.
Siming was silent for a second: "What's going on?"
Chu Qian rolled over from Mian Yi, her eyes red and her face twisted and ferocious: "Bitch, you deserve to die, you deserve to die."
He rushed towards the cotton jacket with murderous intent.
Mian Yi endured the excruciating pain in her tailbone and crawled up, wishing she could tear off her cotton jacket.
The bitch must have done it on purpose, deliberately throwing Chu Qian on her, causing her so much pain.
Siming glanced at Chu Qian who was rushing past him, his brows slightly furrowed. Why did she have such an evil aura?
He reached out and pressed Chu Qian's shoulders, and his cold fingertips quickly tapped Chu Qian's eyebrows.
The furious Chu Qian suddenly stopped, stunned for a moment, as if she didn't know what year it was.
Mian Yi was shocked and immediately restrained her breath, not daring to move at all.
She couldn't understand why this person could break her mystery.
It's normal to be confused. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become a spirit.
Therefore, few people know about the existence of special departments and special talents like Siming.
Only insiders like Zhao Guoyan know.
And not everyone inside knows about it.
In the district police station where Zhao Guoyan works, only he, Sun Youjun and his superiors know the specific situation.
The others only had a vague understanding and just followed orders.
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