"You little bitch, how dare you hit me?" The store manager touched his face and looked at Yan Bing in disbelief.
Yan Bing looked at her hands, her eyes filled with panic: "I, I... I'm sorry."
"I see you are refusing to accept my toast, believe it or not, I will deal with you right now!" The store manager was furious, holding his beer belly and trying to get up, but he was bounced by the sofa and couldn't get up.
Yan Bing was frightened out of his wits by the store manager's aura. He bumped into the coffee table with a bang, ran out of the door and fled.
Looking at the tea stains all over his body, the store manager yelled in anger: "Little bitch, if you dare to walk out today, you will have to pay back the three million yuan yourself!"
When Yan Bing ran out of the office, she saw her colleagues looking at her with either mocking or ambiguous eyes.
"No wonder you didn't want to buy me coffee today. It turns out you managed to get close to the store manager. Yan Bing, you're amazing!"
"Yan Bing, how are you going to pay back the three million? I think you should sell yourself to the store manager instead of paying off your debt. How could such a good opportunity fall on you?"
"It's because of the big butt that you can give birth to a son!"
Dirty words kept coming into Yan Bing's ears. Yan Bing felt that everyone looked at her as if they wanted to peel her clean and eat her, and her head hurt as if it was being pricked by needles.
She covered her head, rushed out of the beauty salon as if running for her life, and ran on the busy road.
Drivers around her kept honking their horns and cursing, but she seemed to hear nothing.
She lay on a bench by the lake, various sounds repeating in her head.
Shen Suyun falsely accused her of personal revenge, the store manager wanted her to be his mistress and have an illegitimate child, and her colleagues mocked her for seducing the store manager...
Finally, a sharp female voice sounded in her ears.
"Yan Bing, how dare you live in this world? In everyone's eyes, you are just a worthless woman. Only death can prove your innocence. There is a lake in front of you. Jump in and you will be free."
"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"
The voice in her head became sharper and sharper. Yan Bing covered her head and pounded her hands on the bench: "Stop talking. My mother is still lying in the hospital, waiting for me to make money to save her life. I can't die. Please, stop talking..."
Finally, the voice in her head faded away little by little, and the girl fell to the ground on the lawn, tears streaming down her face.
Until the cell phone suddenly rang.
Seeing the caller ID, Yan Bing immediately answered the phone, and a man's cheerful and shrill voice came from the other end.
"Xiao Bingbing, are you free tomorrow? A big client wants me to do professional skin care for him. He's a special client, and I can't afford to make any mistakes. This is a good opportunity to train myself. Are you willing to take it?"
Yan Bing wiped her tears and nodded vigorously: "I do! Thank you, Master Allen. I didn't expect you would actually recommend a job to me!"
"Can you get up at five tomorrow morning?"
"As long as I can get up, I will definitely not be late!" Yan Bing agreed.
"Okay, let's talk about it when we meet!"
*
Pei family's old house.
Qiao Ruoxi thought that after sending Mrs. Pei back to the old house, she would be able to go home.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Pei excitedly pulled her to read the letter, and they read until the sun set. So Mrs. Pei naturally asked her and Mr. Pei San to stay for dinner.
Ning Yimeng said she was not feeling well, so Mrs. Pei asked the servants to deliver the meal to her room. The three of them enjoyed the dinner very much.
She thought she could go home after dinner, but unexpectedly, Mrs. Pei asked her to chat with her again.
As the night grew deeper, Mrs. Pei waved her hand and smiled, "Don't go back tonight. Stay here. I've already asked someone to clean the house!"
Qiao Ruoxi:?
Pei Yaozhou coughed lightly and said, "Tomorrow is Aunt Chen's birthday party. Our dresses are still at home. We should go back and come back tomorrow."
Old Mrs. Pei glared at her youngest son with a look of disappointment. He hadn't spoken for three days, and he still hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter. Didn't she have to take action?
"I've already talked to Old Zhu about this. I'll go get it for you at Daytime Villa later. Old Darling's house is right next door to ours, so you can get a little more sleep tomorrow. Just listen to Mom, it won't go wrong!"
Pei Yaozhou frowned and whispered softly in Qiao Ruoxi's ear: "If you refuse again, Mom might get suspicious. Why don't you stay here for a night?"
Thinking about the confidentiality agreement, Qiao Ruoxi nodded calmly: "Okay."
When they entered the bedroom, Pei Yaozhou and Qiao Ruoxi were stunned.
It was just as Mrs. Pei said. The bedroom was large and spacious. It was so spacious that the entire bedroom contained only a table, a massage sofa, and a giant bed.
The rest, nothing.
"Why is there no network signal?" Pei Yaozhou frowned and looked at his phone in silence for a long time.
He still had a few documents in his mailbox that he had planned to deal with in the evening.
"The TV series I'm following ends today..." Qiao Ruoxi also sighed.
Pei Yaori was standing aside, covering his mouth and laughing.
She is really worthy of being his biological mother. In order to prevent the two of them from playing separately all night, she came up with a series of mean tricks, including installing shielding equipment around the room and moving away all entertainment facilities.
"I'll go out and see what's going on." Pei Yaozhou said as he maneuvered the wheelchair towards the door, but found that the door had been locked without him knowing.
Pei Yaozhou:?
Call up.
【Sorry, no signal.】
Banging on the door.
No response...
Qiao Ruoxi was quite calm. After all, there were no electronic devices in her previous life. So she took her bathrobe and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Pei Yaozhou looked around the bedroom and finally came to the table. He knocked on the bottom and with a "click", the secret compartment popped out. Inside was a Swiss knife that he had placed there.
There was a sound of running water in the bathroom, and Pei Yaozhou's hand, which was about to take the Swiss knife, suddenly stopped.
Half a minute later, he quietly pushed the secret compartment back.
Half an hour passed. Pei Yaozhou supported his chin with one hand and was already feeling a little sleepy, but the sound of water suddenly stopped at this moment.
He woke up instantly, his throat rolling, and looked at the frosted glass door with burning eyes.
With a creak, the glass door opened.
Qiao Ruoxi came out wearing a white bathrobe.
Drops of water fell from her wet hair, along her slender neck, into her chest, and into her private parts.
Looking down, the straight long legs between the bathrobe are even more dazzlingly white.
Pei Yaozhou thought of the night Qiao Ruoxi got drunk. His throat tightened and he clenched his fists.
"Still no signal?" Qiao Ruoxi asked while wiping her hair.
"Yeah." Pei Yaozhou's voice was hoarse.
"The door can't be opened either?" Qiao Ruoxi blinked and continued to ask.
A 0.01 second of guilt flashed across the man's eyes, and then Pei Yaozhou said seriously: "I tried, it seems the lock is broken and can't be opened."
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