"Oh, Xiao Jie, you clearly knew he was buying clothes there, didn’t you?" Ling Xuejiu began to question Li Mengjie after the salesperson left.
Li Mengjie giggled and said, "Isn’t it to surprise you? So, how is it, handsome or what?" Saying that, she walked over, leaning on Leng Xuan’s shoulder, hooking her left foot around her right, tiptoeing on the ground. Her pose really looked like she was strutting down the runway with a male partner!
Ling Xuejiu pursed her lips and said, "He’s handsome? You really have no taste!" She turned around and left, only to hear Li Mengjie’s voice behind her, "By the way, Cold Bodyguard, how much is your outfit?"
Leng Xuan replied with a pained expression, "One thousand eight hundred and sixty-seven yuan..."
Li Mengjie laughed, "You’re heartbroken over just a little over eighteen hundred yuan? When Xue Jiu wanted to buy you clothes at the beginning, why didn’t you feel sorry for her? You actually went straight for the two most expensive sets. You’re really something!"
Leng Xuan’s face turned red, followed by a hint of depression. The clothes he was wearing were all he could afford, and under normal circumstances, how could he ever be so generous to himself? Wasn’t this all to avoid embarrassing Miss Ling?
He didn’t want to explain anything, so he simply accepted his bad luck.
"Hey, Xue Jiu, why are you walking so fast? Wait up for us!" Li Mengjie noticed that during her chat with Leng Xuan, Ling Xuejiu had walked quite a distance ahead, so she jogged a few steps. Seeing that Leng Xuan was still strolling behind, she turned back and said, "I mean, Cold Bodyguard, why are you walking so slow? You won’t embarrass Miss Ling with the way you look now, so hurry up."
As soon as Li Mengjie finished speaking, Ling Xuejiu’s face instantly darkened and thought, ’Xiao Jie, that dead girl, isn’t she shameless? What does she mean by not embarrassing me? I never thought about that at all. I just genuinely wanted to buy Leng Xuan a couple of suits to wear...’ Upon this thought, she felt truly aggrieved, because in her memory, Leng Xuan already had a pretty negative opinion of her—with Li Mengjie’s comment, he would probably dislike her even more in the future, right?
Of course, Miss Ling’s pride quickly bounced back, her thoughts scoffing coldly, "Let him think whatever he wants. I am Miss Ling, why would I fear his misunderstanding? How ridiculous..."
After browsing for about an hour, Leng Xuan’s hands were already laden with big and small packages. Li Mengjie, it seemed, had discovered her conscience—even though she still had a shopping itch, she couldn’t bear to let Leng Xuan carry any more bags. She then said, "Xue Jiu, I’m hungry. Shall we go to the snack street and grab something to eat?"
"Oh, I’m a bit hungry too!" Ling Xuejiu agreed instantly. Having scored quite an impressive haul over the past hour, her mood was exceptionally good. She looked back at Leng Xuan and said, "Leng Xuan, go put the things in the car first. We’ll be right there!"
Leng Xuan replied with an ’Okay,’ but after arranging the things and waiting around for about ten minutes or so at the parking spot, Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie hadn’t yet come out, which really left him speechless. Just then, his Nokia phone rang. He took it out to find that it was an unfamiliar local number, so he pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear, saying, "Who’s this?"
The other end of the phone call was silent, except for the ’beep beep’ sounds of a car, indicating the person was calling from a street-side public phone booth.