Chapter 295 Recovery
Ying Sisi had no choice but to pay and walked out of the mall. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt.
I bought a pen for three dollars, but I didn’t get any respect from the salesperson. How can this be?
Doing business privately is like being a rat crossing the street, and spending money openly requires the same caution.
Without background and connections, should I be bullied?
She returned home depressed. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Qin Yanci standing in front of the TV cabinet with a gloomy look, staring at the photo frame in which she had drawn her portrait, and he was not wearing his glasses again.
"Aci, where have you been? I just came back and didn't see you."
Qin Yanci returned to his usual cold demeanor: "I went back to the courtyard." The last time it was time to walk fast, he endured the discomfort and held on to the railing at the head of the bed and persisted until after midnight. Later, he lost consciousness and woke up again. It was already 1:30 in the afternoon on the 6th.
In other words, his actions caused the other party to have twelve more hours of time.
I went back to the courtyard and found the other party's message. After reading it, I returned home and saw the painting on the TV cabinet. I was furious.
The man actually went to see peach blossoms with his wife behind his back.
"Wife, I want to see the peach blossoms tomorrow too."
Ying Sisi: "." She was still Sisi this morning, and now she's got a wife? Didn't we just see Peach Blossom yesterday? "You want one too?"
"More." Qin Yanci corrected his words.
Ying Sisi: “.” Fine, since he likes to watch, she will accompany him. She has nothing to do at home anyway: “Okay.” She took out a pen: “I saw that the tip of your pen is broken, so I went out and bought you a new one. Try it and see if you like it.”
After receiving the gift, Qin Yanci's stern face showed a hint of smile: "Yeah." He took the pen, filled it with ink, and wrote the three words Ying Sisi on the notebook.
He also added a sentence at the end.
Hold your hand and grow old with you.
Ying Sisi looked at the period at the end of the sentence with her eyes slightly lowered. Was his writing habit something he could change freely?
"The pen is straight and useful." Qin Yanci said.
"As long as it works," Ying Sisi commented on the salesperson's attitude. "I don't mind the directness of his words, but the key is his posture, his chin tilted up, his eyes squinting. He acts like he's some kind of special person."
Qin Yanci was used to it: "Aren't all salespeople like that? If you want that kind of person's patience, you have to show your gold bracelet."
"I don't want to show off my wealth." Ying Sisi said she disdained to show off, but her actions were clear.
Qin Yanci curled the corners of his mouth: "Are you going back to Siheyuan for dinner tonight?" He had something to ask Lao Qin, so he just went to see him, but he was in a meeting and had no time to see him, so he could only wait for him to get off work.
"Well, I haven't been back for a few days." Ying Sisi planned to go back to Siheyuan last weekend.
Qin Yanci disagreed and made all kinds of excuses to evade her.
Now he is actively asking her to come back.
I really can't figure him out.
At this time, Qin Yanci noticed the words engraved on the table. Was that person also feeling uncomfortable when he left?
His wife's name was written on the table.
shameless!
"I was just feeling irritated, so I scribbled on the table." He couldn't help but explain.
"Are you feeling better now?"
"Much better."
There was a knock on the door.
Ying Sisi was closer to the door, so she walked over and opened it.
It was the old man downstairs: "Girl, I'm going back to my hometown, you must remember to collect my medicinal herbs."
"Okay." Ying Sisi agreed readily.
She ran into the kitchen and took out a large jar of dried apricots: "This is for you to eat on the way." Qin Yanci brought half a bag of dried apricots last time. She was worried that the apricots would get damp in the bag, so she bought a lot of large glass jars to pack them in, which was just convenient for her to give as a gift.
(End of this chapter)
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