She came to Hongtai Mall today because she had called that guy before.
After she explained her purpose, the guy hung up on her, saying he was too busy.
When I called back, Yuan You answered and said that he had gone into the lab.
"By the way, it's been a long time since I've seen A-Ye. I've only seen him twice since he returned to China."
When the topic of meeting Gu Jueye came up, Lan Hui thought of her daughter who had died tragically.
Although the murderer was caught, the daughter withered away in the prime of her life.
During this period, she kept her doors closed to visitors and rarely interacted with outsiders.
Her older sister, who lived in the south, was worried about her condition and sent her youngest daughter to live with her.
My niece is fifteen years old this year, and she does look somewhat like my daughter.
It's like filling a void in my heart.
"He's busy all day long, I don't know if he's really busy or if he's just avoiding me!" Qin Lin walked in front of rows of clothes to pick them out.
When her son was mentioned, her tone showed little curiosity.
“People who do scientific research are all bookworms, burying themselves in the lab and often forgetting to eat all day. He didn’t even remember to eat. I didn’t agree with him when he chose this career, but that kid is very stubborn and wouldn’t listen to me. Let him be.”
Lan Hui smiled and said to Qin Lin, "A man being busy with his career shows that he is ambitious. However, A Ye is indeed at the age where he should settle down and start a family. As parents, we should worry about him more."
"What's the use of me worrying? I've worried myself into having gray hairs, but that kid is still unmoved."
Lan Hui glanced at Huo Xiuxiu and said, "With such a good candidate right here, that kid will come to his senses."
Huo Xiuxiu's cheeks flushed slightly, and she simply smiled faintly.
The four of them walked out of the brand store and were discussing going to the coffee shop on the ninth floor to rest for a while.
Several people walked towards us.
The leader was a short, thin boy wearing a baseball cap, with one hand in his suit trouser pocket and an unlit cigarette between his other fingers.
He walked towards Huo Xiuxiu with a somewhat roguish air.
"Hey, beautiful lady! I haven't seen such a pretty girl in a long time. Can you leave me your contact information, beauty?"
Huo Xiuxiu's face showed a hint of impatience, and she looked at the other person with a slightly cold gaze.
The other person was shorter than her, and had fair skin, but he was slovenly and had a rather sleazy look.
"I'm sorry, I never give my contact information to strangers."
"Don't recognize me? Then let me introduce myself. My name is Jiang Batian, and I'm the boss of this area. All the shops, big and small, in the entire Hongtai Mall have to pay me protection money regularly. How about it? Now you'd like to get to know me?"
Jiang Batian, with a roguish air, strutted towards Huo Xiuxiu, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
When the two were only a step apart, Jiang Batian realized that he was half a head shorter than Huo Xiuxiu, and cursed under his breath.
He straightened his back and gave a deliberately wicked smile.
"My beauty, let me invite you to dinner."
Huo Xiuxiu sneered: "I have no interest in you, and I don't know any Jiang Batian or Jiang Tianba, but seeing you now makes me feel uncomfortable, so please disappear from my sight immediately."
Jiang Batian glanced at Huo Xiuxiu with his head tilted to the side and gave an angry sneer.
"Woman, no one has ever dared to refuse the women I, Jiang Batian, have set my sights on. You'd better just come with me to dinner."
Qin Lin pulled Huo Xiuxiu behind her with a cold face and gave Jiang Batian a disdainful look from head to toe.
"Where did this clown come from, daring to cause trouble in Hongtai Shopping Mall!"
"Hey, old lady, who are you calling a clown?"
When Qin Lin was called "old lady," her face turned green with anger.
They actually called her an old lady?! I'm so angry! She spends hundreds of thousands of yuan every month on beauty treatments.
People say she looks at least ten years younger than her peers.
This was the first time anyone had ever called her an old lady in front of her.
“Look at yourself. You’re a short, stout thug. You didn’t even bother to find out who’s standing in front of you before you dared to come up and chat me up. I’m warning you, if you know what’s good for you, get out of here right now.”
"Hehe, no wonder you look so fierce and menacing, dressed in designer clothes. I thought you were so well-mannered, but it turns out you're no different from a local thug like me."
Jiang Batian made a sarcastic remark, and seeing Qin Lin so angry that her whole body was emitting black smoke, Jiang Batian laughed triumphantly.
"But I hate being threatened the most. If you tell me to go east, I'll go west. Brothers, tie that chick up and send her back to my house. Humph, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences. I was originally planning to treat you to a movie and dinner first, but you've ruined my mood!"
Jiang Batian's actions were very much like those of a landlord's son who bullies the market and harasses women.
The three people behind him immediately stepped forward and surrounded Huo Xiuxiu.
Let's go!
Huo Xiuxiu's cold gaze turned towards Jiang Batian.
Are you sure you want to take me away?
"What? You've finally seen the light and are willing to come with me?" Jiang Batian teased.
Huo Xiuxiu smiled coldly: "Then let's see if you can handle the kindness of a beauty!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of men in black suits and ties ran towards them from not far away.
Jiang Batian glanced at the black-clad men who had run over; there were roughly ten of them.
The situation immediately reversed.
Qin Lin sneered disdainfully: "You brat, you'd better keep a low profile in this Hongtai Mall, because any customer here could crush you like an ant!"
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