Chapter 88: How to Get My Ex-Wife Back?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The air was filled with the smell of burnt leather. Jiang Yanshen looked at him coldly and remained silent.
Lu Dongcheng’s lips curled into a devilish smile as he turned around and left.
When he passed by Lu Yuan, he even deliberately bumped into his shoulder.
Lu Yuan clenched his fists tightly by his sides. The veins on his hands were bulging, making him look like an angry waiter.
—Knock, knock.
Jiang Yanshen tapped his slender index finger on the table and said gently, and check Lu Qinshang’s recent schedule.”
Lu Yuan came back to his senses, lowered his eyes, and left with a muffled “oh”.
Jiang Yanshen thought of how Lin Qingqian was with Luo Tianxue now and couldn’t help but raise his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows. After a moment of silence, his long fingers landed on the keyboard…
A word appeared in the web search box.
—How to get my ex-wife back?
Lin Qingqian knew nothing about what had just happened at the Tian Yue Corporation. She chose a jacket that was neither expensive nor cheap and asked Luo Tianxue to pay for it.
Under Luo Tianxue’s pleading, she agreed to help style her two more times.
Luo Tianxue had already paid for the clothes she chose, but other than Lin Qingqian’s, they were all returned.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely not be able to return the goods. However, she was a VIP and enjoyed the unconditional return service.
The sales assistants did not look good, but they did not dare to say anything. They silently helped her process the refund.
Luo Tianxue sat on the sofa and sipped her coffee elegantly. She said proudly,
“Let’s see if they still dare to look down on us in the future!” Lin Qingqian smiled lightly. “Why do you look angrier than me?”
She was clearly the one being looked down on!
Luo Tianxue turned around and looked at her confused. “Aren’t you angry at their bad attitude?”
“I’m angry!” Lin Qingqian replied.
‘ Luo Tianxue was speechless for a few seconds. “Sorry, I really couldn’t tell.”
Lin Qingqian’s lips curved. “If I get angry with them, it will make me look like
I’m petty. At most, I won’t cooperate with their shop in the future.”
Luo Tianxue was stunned. After a long time, she realized what she meant by not cooperating and she couldn’t help but give her a thumbs up!!
Every brand was divided into high-end, middle-end, and low-end products. Although most people could only afford low-end products, most brands relied on high-end products to become famous.
If Lin Qingqian chose to not work with them, this brand would lose a live advertisement opportunity!
Luo Tianxue realized that Lin Qingqian didn’t seem to be aggressive at all. She silently made Li Ruzhu and the brand suffer a loss in such an intelligent manner. She was simply the female lead with outstanding intelligence in television dramas.
She had really agreed to do her styling just now, right? She wasn’t trying to mess with her, was she?
Lin Qingqian looked up and saw her frightened and worried look. She smiled like a Buddha. “Don’t worry, I’m a Buddha. I don’t hold grudges.”
Luo Tianxue ‘ .
The more you say that, the more I don’t believe you!!
Lin Qingqian didn’t care if Luo Tianxue believed her or not. She carried the clothes back to the studio and just as she opened the door, an impact hit her back.
Caught off guard, her head hit the glass door. Her vision darkened, and her tears almost fell from the pain.
“Ah!” Suisui looked apologetic. “I’m sorry, Qianqian. I didn’t know you would be hit by the door.”
Lin Qingqian covered her aching head, her voice trembling. “Suisui, are you trying to murder me?”
“I really didn’t do it on purpose.” Suisui looked like she had done something wrong and lowered her head.
Lin Qingqian touched her aching head. Fortunately, it wasn’t the place where she had injured herself previously. Otherwise, she would have to go to the hospital again.
“Open the door for me.”
Suisui immediately opened the door for her and eagerly held her arm.. She imitated a young eunuch’s tone and said, “Your Highness, please…”