Chapter 67 Do you think I'm a sucker?

Song Qingyu finally found the piece of fabric she liked best among all the colorful fabrics, otherwise she was afraid that Fu Yining would disagree with her and say "I want them all".

Fu Yining watched the clerk put the piece of fabric away, then turned around and asked Song Qingyu, "Just pick one?"

"Yes, mother, that is enough."

Song Qingyu smiled, gently touched her belly and explained: "The baby grows fast, and I guess these clothes won't fit in a few days, so there's no need to buy so many for me."

Fu Yining thought so too.

"Then we'll come back later!"

"Okay, I'll listen to mom."

"Um."

The clerk took out a brochure and helped Song Qingyu choose clothes. Fu Yining looked at the bill handed to him and frowned slightly.

"You guys raised the price? How come it's more expensive than before for us to make a piece of clothing?"

"No, no, Miss Fu, we haven't changed the price." The clerk went on to explain, "This is the bill of the customer who came with you before. She said that she would charge you the same as before."

"Who is it?"

"It's a guest named Fang."

"Fang Fei?"

"Yes, Miss Fu."

Fu Yining thought that the woman was really shameless. She was the one who was taken advantage of. Even if she was rich, she couldn't be the one who was taken advantage of, right?

She could ignore the wool Fang Fei took from her in the past, but from now on, she couldn't do that!

"Whoever has the bill should pay. Please return this to Ms. Fang."

Seeing Fu Yining's face full of "rejection", the clerk immediately responded: "Okay, Miss Fu, we will tell Ms. Fang when she comes next time."

The clerk picked out Fang Fei's bills and gave her Fu Yining's bill.

Fu Yining paid the bill readily and took the opportunity to look through her spending records from the past few days. There were several payments of unknown origin that caught her attention.

These sums of money were spent in several luxury stores over several days, but Fu Yining herself had never been to any of the stores. After thinking about it, the only possibility was that Fang Fei used her name to put all the bills on her head.

A rough calculation showed that Fang Fei had spent nearly a million yuan in a few days. If the clerk hadn't reminded her today, Fu Yining would not have thought of blaming her.

Nearly a million dollars was taken away by someone, and it was spent by a woman she hated. Fu Yining felt extremely distressed.

Can she get the money back?

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Yining covered his chest and shook his head: "I'm fine, but my heart hurts a little."

Song Qingyu: How can this be called okay?

At that time, they had already come out of the store. Song Qingyu helped Fu Yining sit down on a bench for people to rest, and asked worriedly: "Mom, are you feeling very uncomfortable? Let's go to the hospital?"

"No, the hospital can't cure my heartache."

"……?"

Because Fu Yining's pain was not physical at all, she stared closely at the money that was lost, and the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.

The original body was willing to be a sucker before and Fu Yining had no right to interfere, but she would not allow Fang Fei to continue taking advantage of her now!

Fu Yining pressed Song Qingyu to rest on the chair, and contacted the legal team to ask the lawyers to ask these stores why they deducted her money without permission. After all, they should have informed her first, right?

"mother?"

"It's okay, I've recovered."

"good."

Fu Yining did not deliberately hide the truth when she made the call. Song Qingyu guessed the general truth from her words and suddenly understood why she felt "heartbroken".

It would be hard for anyone to lose a large sum of money for no apparent reason.

"Mom, Aunt Fang——"

"Don't mention her. Next time if you see her on the street, leave immediately and don't talk to her. Got it?"

"OK."

Song Qingyu agreed obediently.

Fu Yining nodded and was about to ask her whether she wanted to go home or continue shopping when suddenly a surprised female voice came from the side -

"Fu Yining, have you finally opened your eyes?"

Fu Yining and Song Qingyu both turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, and saw a woman with a child standing next to a bench.

The woman had a baby-like face but was dressed very maturely. The girl next to her was not very old either, probably around ten years old.

The big and the small look very similar, they are either mother and daughter or sisters.

Fu Yining stared at the woman blankly, and a familiar name suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Zhong Qi?"

"Oh, Miss Fu actually still remembers me, it's such an honor for me!"

The woman spoke in a weird tone, and Song Qingyu felt uncomfortable listening to it.

Fu Yining didn't care. A sentence kept circling in her mind: This woman is called Zhong Qi, and she is... her deskmate!

Yes, that’s right, my desk mate! My dear desk mate who has never changed in the three years of high school!

Logically speaking, based on the friendship they had developed over three years of high school and the relationship between classmates, Fu Yining should have gotten along best with her, rather than Fang Fei, the least noticeable person in the class.

But the current situation is: Fang Fei has become the best friend of the original body, and Zhong Qi has long lost track of this person.

Fu Yining had no idea what happened, but she could feel that Zhong Qi, who was standing in front of her, was very dissatisfied with her.

"Zhong Qi, I——"

"Fu Yining, haven't you always been the best friend of Fang Fei? Why do you ignore her now?"

"I really don't know what attracts you to Fang Fei. Just listen to her! Anyway, we are not as important as her in your eyes."

Zhong Qi's face was full of sarcasm, and Fu Yining saw it. She felt inexplicably wronged, her nose was sore and she wanted to cry.

Why do you say that about her? She didn't do those things!

Zhong Qi held her daughter's hand and scolded her high school deskmate. Seeing the stunned look on Fu Yining's face, she couldn't help but complain: "Fu Yining, you still owe me money, pay it back now!"

"Ah?" Fu Yining was full of doubts: "When did I owe you money?"

Zhong Qi sneered: "When? When I was in high school. Now - pay me back!"

“…”

"When did I owe money? Didn't you owe me?" Fu Yining muttered.

Zhong Qi had been observing Fu Yining's every move. When she heard these words, her pupils trembled slightly and she took big steps forward.

"Mom?" The girl felt her empty palms and looked at her mother in confusion.

Song Qingyu saw Zhong Qi walking towards them with great momentum, and stretched out her hand to block Fu Yining behind her, "Miss, what are you going to do?"

"What? Ha!"

Zhong Qi stood in front of them, staring at Fu Yining, "What did Miss Fu just say?" Her voice sounded a little trembling.

Fu Yining patted Song Qingyu on the shoulder, signaling her not to be nervous.

"It's okay, just sit down."

So Song Qingyu retracted her hand and saw Fu Yining talking to the aggressive Zhong Qi: "I say, it seems that you owe me money, Zhong Qi? Although the amount is not large, but one dollar is still money!"

“……!”