Lin Qinghuan touched her slightly swollen red lips, her heart filled with reluctance as she thought about how long it would be before she could see Wei Xiao again.
What should she do? Wei Xiao has only just left, and she already misses him! But judging from Wei Xiao's tone, it seems like he won't be back for a long time. What if he forgets her and falls for someone else in the meantime?
Lin Qinghuan felt terrible at the thought of possibly losing Wei Xiao. She sighed and rubbed her forehead. She was so anxious and insecure that she was becoming unlike herself, which was not good.
Lin Qinghuan picked up a book and started reading, but her mind was in turmoil and she couldn't concentrate. So she went to bed, but couldn't fall asleep no matter how much she tossed and turned. She decided to go out to a clothing store to clear her head.
Lin Qing and Lin Qinghuan had a distant relationship, like familiar people living under the same roof but feeling awkward living together. After Lin Piaoxue transferred the room to him, he invited Lin Feng to move into his own house. In his spare time, he would visit Grandpa Lin at the villa and meet with Lin Qinghuan. At most, they would exchange a few polite words, and that was it.
He had just seen off a customer and taken a sip of tea when he looked up and saw Lin Qinghuan walking into the clothing store. He greeted her with a smile, "Qinghuan, what brings you to the clothing store today?"
"I was a bit bored, so I came to check on things. How's business?" Lin Qinghuan asked.
"The clothes in the store have great styles, and sales have doubled compared to usual," Lin replied with a chuckle.
With good performance, his commission increased, and his salary soared, making Lin Qing particularly happy.
Lin Qinghuan was in a good mood after hearing Lin Feng's words, it seemed that this month's profits would be considerable.
On her way to the clothing store, Lin Qinghuan noticed that there were more pedestrians than usual and asked, "The other clothing stores must be doing quite well too, right?"
“Other stores are doing well, but our store has trendy and fashionable clothes, especially your jeans and batwing shirts, which sell very well. Compared to other stores, our store is doing a little better,” Lin Qing said.
As soon as Lin Qing finished speaking, she saw guests coming in. She quickly put down her cup and went to greet them warmly.
Lin Qinghuan raised an eyebrow. Oh ho! What a coincidence! She actually ran into Qin Zhen's mother and his good cousin again. The two of them looked like a mother and daughter, and their relationship was really good.
Lin Qing approached and saw Qin's mother's face clearly. Her heart tightened suddenly. Holy crap! Wasn't this the woman she met last time? She looked like the mother of Qing Huan's ex-boyfriend, Qin Zhen. Looking at the woman beside her, she looked like Qin Zhen's cousin. What a damned fate! In such a big city, how could she run into her?
Should he give him a warm welcome?
Or should we treat them with indifference?
Lin Qing quickly thought it over. For the sake of commission and money, he believed that he could put aside all grudges.
Thinking of this, Lin Qing smiled gently and said, "Are you two looking to buy clothes or pants? Our flared jeans and batwing shirts are very nice and sell very well. Our trench coats and wool coats also sell very well. You can take a look. If you like any of them, you can try them on. If you buy two, I can give you a discount."
Qin's mother couldn't remember ever meeting Lin Qing before, but Lin Qing looked somewhat familiar. She looked around the store's decor and the clothes hanging there, and found that the styles of the clothes and the store's decor were quite nice. When she saw Lin Qinghuan standing in front of the counter, she couldn't help but be stunned. Lin Qinghuan! She didn't expect to see her here. Did she also like the clothes in this store?
Wang Xin also saw Lin Qinghuan. She secretly sized up Lin Qinghuan and saw that Lin Qinghuan was wearing flared jeans, a white turtleneck sweater, and a high-waisted leather jacket. She looked dashing and youthful, and she didn't look like a country bumpkin at all. Wang Xin bit her lip with a little envy. After living in the city for a while, Lin Qinghuan had become fashionable.
Lin Qinghuan smiled at Qin's mother, her face showing a friendly smile. She didn't want Qin's mother to turn around and leave after seeing her, losing a business deal. Grudges and such were nothing in front of money, and no one could affect her making money.
Lin Qinghuan and Lin Qing had surprisingly similar ideas; sometimes you have to admit that blood ties are a truly wondrous thing.
When Qin's mother saw Lin Qinghuan's bright smile, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing an awkward smile. Then she stopped looking at her and turned her head to look at the clothes in the store.
Wang Xin tried on several clothes, then noticed that Lin Qinghuan hadn't bought any. She smugly tossed the clothes onto the counter and said arrogantly, "Salesperson, pack up all the clothes I've tried on."
Lin Qing was delighted upon hearing this, "Alright, I'll pack it up for you right away."
Lin Qing secretly thought to herself, "The commission from five pieces of clothing is quite substantial. If only I could buy a few more!"
Lin Qinghuan picked up a red wool coat and tried it on. She looked at the price tag, then took it off and hung it up. She touched the coat and found it felt nice. She then picked up a batwing sweater and compared it to herself in the mirror, muttering, "It should look good with jeans and flared pants."
Lin Qinghuan put the clothes away and looked up to see Wang Xin looking at her with a proud expression. She raised an eyebrow and picked up a pair of jeans to examine them.
"Lin Qinghuan, if you can't afford it, stop embarrassing yourself. Put the clothes down and leave!" Wang Xin said disdainfully.
Lin Qinghuan stared at Wang Xin speechlessly. Damn it! This is her shop, all the clothes in the shop are hers, why would she need to buy them? Seeing Wang Xin's arrogant attitude, Lin Qinghuan's eyes darted around, a plan forming in her mind, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes.
"Don't be so arrogant. You only bought a few cheap clothes from the store. If you're so capable, buy a few more wool coats."
“I don’t even like wool coats, why would I buy one?” Wang Xin retorted.
"I think you just don't have the money to buy it, and you like to pretend to be rich to show off," Lin Qinghuan retorted.
Wang Xin arrogantly raised her chin. "I'm a rich woman, why would I need to dress up? You're trying to annoy me, trying to make me waste money on clothes I don't like. Let me tell you, I won't fall for it. Save your breath! I'm smart enough!"
Lin Qinghuan said jokingly, "Oh my! I've never seen anyone praise themselves before. Today is truly an eye-opener. I've finally seen one."
"That's just who I am, do I need to be praised?" Wang Xin said, blushing and shamelessly.
Lin Qinghuan burst out laughing, "My goodness! You've blown your own horn to the heavens, aren't you afraid of exploding your horn?"
“You…” Wang Xin was speechless with anger.
Lin Qing looked at Wang Xin, whose face was flushed with anger, smiled and shook her head, then placed the large bag of clothes on the counter.
Qin's mother placed a beige wool coat on the counter and said, "Please wrap up my coat."
Lin Qing smiled as she packed the wool coat. "It's 152.8 yuan in total. Since you bought several items at once, I'll give you a discount. I'll charge you 150 yuan, and I'll leave the 2.8 yuan at that."
Lin Qinghuan and Wang Xin stood still, presumably waiting for Qin's mother to give them the money. She stared at her intently, her expression unreadable.
Wang Xin felt uncomfortable under Lin Qinghuan's gaze. She took out some money from her purse, counted it, and slammed it on the counter with a "smack." Lin Qinghuan quickly and efficiently collected the money.
Wang Xin, carrying the bag, glared at Lin Qinghuan arrogantly before walking towards the store entrance with her head held high.
Lin Qinghuan called out to Wang Xin and Qin's mother, "Please take care, and come again next time."
"Cousin Wang Xin, I forgot to tell you, this is the shop I own. All the clothes in the shop are mine. You don't need to pay for the clothes you like. Cousin Wang Xin, you must patronize this shop more often in the future!"
Wang Xin staggered, her face showing shock. This store was actually owned by Lin Qinghuan? How could that be? Thinking about the several clothes she had bought from Lin Qinghuan's store, Wang Xin wanted to return them immediately, but she didn't want to face Lin Qinghuan again, and she knew she couldn't win an argument with her. She stomped her foot, feeling indignant, and left without looking back.
Qin's mother turned around and glanced at Lin Qinghuan, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
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