Just like that, I bought a lot of clothes, shoes and bags that I liked before but couldn't afford in one night.
Not only did she buy it herself, she also forced Feng Linlin to buy a lot as well.
Until the two people who bought the things could no longer carry them, Liu Zhiyuan still wanted to continue buying various kinds.
In fact, she was very confused, but the only way to balance her heart was to keep buying.
Who asked her to buy a house in order to save money?
In the past, she was just generous to him, and for herself, she would save as much as possible.
Who knew he was so rich?
On the way to shopping, Song Ling sent a text message asking her what she was doing.
She posted a photo that was taken when Feng Linlin helped her try on clothes on the spot.
Song Ling replied with only one word, "Buy."
Liu Zhiyuan threw the phone back into her bag and bit her lip lightly.
certainly!
After getting tired of shopping, she took Feng Linlin out for a super luxurious meal.
Feng Linlin also returned with a full load today.
She asked softly, "Xiao Yuan, I'm really touched to know a rich man like you."
Liu Zhiyuan glared at her,
"Eat quickly. Only when you're full will you have the strength to continue fighting."
When they came out of the mall at nine o'clock, it was raining outside.
She and Feng Linlin were in a panic, looking up at the light rain falling from the sky.
Feng Linlin asked her carefully: "Are you in a bad mood?"
She had always known Xiaoyuan to be straightforward and easy to get along with. But judging by her complicated expression and her unusual behavior today, she could guess that Xiaoyuan had only just learned of her uncle's mysterious CEO identity.
So, she must be feeling very uncomfortable, right? Liu Zhiyuan tilted her little face upwards, and raindrops fell on her delicate cheeks.
She shook her head.
"I don't know. I don't know what I'm feeling right now. Linlin, stay with me a little longer! How about we go to the barbecue later and drink some beer?"
She seldom drinks, but today she suddenly wanted to drink.
Feng Linlin nodded.
"No problem, I'll be here for you as long as you need me."
The two of them had a lot of things in their hands, so it was inconvenient to hold an umbrella.
They could only run in the rain, but luckily it was just a light rain.
There was a beggar begging on the roadside at the entrance of the shopping mall.
There are many fake beggars in today's society, but this beggar is different.
He has no legs, sits on the ground, and holds a brush in his hand.
He was writing with clear water on a specially made banner on the ground.
Because of the rain, the calligraphy he wrote was soon covered by raindrops.
Yet, he persevered and continued to write.
Liu Zhiyuan and Feng Linlin were originally running across the road, but stopped in front of him.
She looked at the beggar's serious and persistent look, and was easily moved in just two seconds.
She wanted to help him, but she was in a hurry and it was raining.
Her clear eyes were filled with warmth, and she squatted down and touched the bag leaning in front of her with her elbow.
"Hello, would you mind taking your own money?"
The beggar was obviously stunned on the ground, and then looked at her in disbelief.
Liu Zhiyuan chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, I have something in my hand. Could you please open my wallet and take out the money?"
Feng Linlin is a very vigilant girl.
She is gentle, but careful.
He gently touched Liu Zhiyuan's arm and said in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Xiaoyuan, are you stupid? He is a beggar. There are very few real beggars these days."
Liu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I believe he is really in trouble."
He turned his eyes and looked at the beggar on the ground and urged, "Please hurry up, I really want to help you."
The beggar wagged his finger, opened the bag, and pulled out his wallet.
Then open your wallet.
There wasn't much money in her wallet, only 560 yuan in cash.
He just shuddered and took out a ten-yuan bill.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at him and smiled, "Brother, take another hundred. Go home early."
Once again the beggar was deeply moved. His fingers trembled even more violently, and he said, "That's enough!"
"Brother, give me another hundred!" Liu Zhiyuan insisted.
The beggar hesitated for a few seconds and took out another hundred.
Then he returned her wallet and bowed, "Thank you..."
Liu Zhiyuan smiled warmly, "It's raining, go home early!"
After walking a long way, Feng Linlin looked at Liu Zhiyuan beside her with some emotion.
"Xiao Yuan, you are so nice."
Liu Zhiyuan said calmly, "At that moment, I saw his persistence and felt very sad. Everyone must have self-respect in order to be respected by others."
She was in a complicated mood today and a little sad, so her words sounded a little melancholy.
She treated the beggar with such sincere respect, but this scene was seen by the man in the parking lot.
This was the first time Xu Zhou saw Liu Zhiyuan after Pei Xiaoxiao’s wedding.
He didn't expect to meet her here, nor did he expect to see her so kind and sincere.
In the drizzle, his eyes were fixed on her, and he felt that her profile was particularly beautiful. A small movement was like a pair of small hands gently caressing his heartstrings.
He was completely focused, and when she came over, he quickly started the engine and drove in the direction they had left.
Liu Zhiyuan and Feng Linlin found the nearest barbecue restaurant, ordered a lot of their favorite food and a few bottles of beer, and started eating.
During this time, Song Ling sent her a message asking when she would be back and wanted to pick her up.
She didn't reply, and she didn't answer when he called. She was in a bad mood and wanted to be willful.
Besides, she didn't seem to know how to face him now. What should she do when facing a rich husband? In the end, she simply turned off her phone.
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