After browsing around the second floor, Gu Wanqing and Shi Miao arrived at the women's clothing section on the third floor.
This area is mostly filled with high-end clothing stores, as well as Moon, a young brand that has become popular in the last two years and has maintained a high level of popularity.
Whether it's everyday wear or formal gowns, it's the top choice for wealthy wives and socialites.
"I really like the design style of this store's clothes." Gu Wanqing pulled Shi Miao into Moon.
Shi Miao's eyes flickered slightly, and she gave a soft "hmm".
The sales assistant greeted someone with a smile as they entered, saying warmly, "Hello, welcome to Moon."
After looking around the store, Gu Wanqing said directly to the sales assistant, "Pack up all the latest clothes in your store for me."
A hint of helplessness flashed across Shi Miao's eyes as she said softly, "No need for so much."
Gu Wanqing patted her hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, the person behind us will pay anyway."
Upon hearing this, the sales associate's eyes lit up instantly. He hadn't expected such a big customer to arrive, and he was about to receive half a year's worth of sales commissions.
"Oh my, you have such good taste, Madam. Your daughter is so beautiful, these clothes will definitely suit her perfectly without you even having to try them on," the sales assistant praised with a smile.
Gu Wanqing was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, clearly the sales assistant had misunderstood, but she did not deny it and nodded, "Yes, I also think it's perfect for you!"
Seeing that Shi Miao did not deny it, Gu Wanqing felt a sweet warmth in her heart.
She glanced sideways at the delicate-featured girl beside her, wishing that Miaomiao really was her daughter...
Qin Chu listened to their conversation, a dark glint flashing in his eyes. He had a feeling that things were developing in a direction he couldn't predict, but he hoped he was just overthinking it.
"Swipe the card," Gu Wanqing said, turning to Qin Chu behind her.
A moment later, the sales assistant came over with the bill. "Hello sir, the total is 22.5 million."
Qin Chu's brow twitched slightly. She smiled and said "okay," then took a card out of her pocket and handed it to the sales assistant.
Gu Wanqing's eyes flickered slightly, and suddenly she thought of something and asked, "By the way, could you help me send these clothes to H City?"
"Of course, just leave me your address, and it should be delivered the day after tomorrow." The sales assistant returned the swiped card to Qin Chu, nodding with a smile.
Gu Wanqing: "Okay."
After leaving the mall, Gu Wanqing drove Shi Miao to the restaurant they had booked.
Qin Chu originally wanted to go along, but Gu Wanqing refused.
Qin Chu sat in the car with a sullen face. After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone, opened his contacts, found one of the contacts, and dialed the number.
"Send me the surveillance footage of that piano composition competition."
"yes."
......
Inside a private dining room in the restaurant.
After finishing her meal, Shi Miao rested her arms on the table, her long, slender, pale hand lazily supporting her chin, and slowly said, "Tell me about your love story with Uncle Qin Chu. I'm quite curious."
Gu Wanqing was a little surprised, not expecting Shi Miao to be interested in such things. She smiled and began to say, "I met Qin Chu in M Continent. At that time, I encountered armed thugs on the streets of Mo City. Qin Chu appeared and saved me, but he was shot. After that, I often visited him in the hospital. We got to know each other and then we got together."
Shi Miao twirled the cup in her hand, her brows furrowing slightly as she fell into deep thought.
Qin Chu died in M Continent seventeen years ago, and Yiduohua's investigation revealed that Qin Chu never appeared in her two years in M Continent. Could it be that Yiduohua missed something?
Seeing that Shi Miao was sitting silently with a serious expression, Gu Wanqing asked softly, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
"It's nothing." Shi Miao came back to her senses and asked casually, "Do you remember the exact date you met?"
Gu Wanqing picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said softly, "I remember, March 5th, 2005."
......
Beijing Capital International Airport.
While waiting for her flight, Shi Miao suddenly remembered something, took out her phone from her pocket, and called a flower.
"Hey, what's up, boss?"
Shi Miao adjusted his baseball cap, his dark eyes cold and irritable. "Check if there was a shooting incident on the streets of Mo City, M Continent on March 5, 2005."
"Ah, okay."
After hanging up the phone, Shi Miao boarded a plane and flew back to H City.
As soon as I landed and turned on my phone, I saw a missed call.
Shi Miao lowered her eyelids, tapped her finger on the phone screen, and immediately called back.
"How about it?"
"I checked, and it doesn't exist at all!"
Upon hearing this, Shi Miao's fingers tightened around her phone, her eyes wide with astonishment, and she said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I understand."
She hung up the phone, rubbed her temples with a slight headache, and a cold glint appeared in her dark eyes.
A bold guess formed in his mind: perhaps Gu Wanqing's memories were all fake.
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