Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

"Maybe it's because you're well-trained?"

"It's not good if you cultivate yourself well." Zhou Hengguang sighed, "Only people who don't care will never get angry. Only those who treat strangers or even enemies will try to restrain their temper. No matter how you say it, Qingqing is not good."

Zou Yi was dumbfounded, "Then you still do this?"

"But the more Qingqing refuses to lose her temper with me, the more I want to see her lose her temper with me."

Zou Yi rolled his eyes, "Third brother, what do you think? Are you out of your mind? Third brother, why do I think your personality is getting weirder? You really didn't follow Feng Yanze and be friends with him for a long time, and you were infected by him. , become mentally unhealthy?"

Zhou Hengguang was not angry when Zou Yi said that to his face, instead he laughed at himself.

"Speaking of Yanze, you must not talk to him. If you find you here, tell him that you don't know where I am. Don't tell him where I am."

"Why?" Zou Yi has never seen the third brother hide from anyone so cowardly!

What's more, aren't he and Feng Yanze good friends? The relationship between the two has always been very close, and there is no need to hide like a creditor!

"You offended him?"

Mentioning Feng Yanze made Zhou Hengguang grit his teeth, "It's not that I offended him, but he offended others. I capsized in the gutter, but I'm the most unlucky person." He has already made up his mind that he will not see the wind for the next year Yanze.

This kid, who has been arrogant for so many years, deserves it this time.

Zou Yi thought for a while, suddenly realized, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing on the spot.

"Hahaha...haha, I really look forward to Feng Yanze's appearance after recovery. He probably won't be able to look directly at himself and you in the future." Thinking of the meeting a few days ago, Feng Yanze looked at the three with infatuation. Brother, it's funny to be obedient to the third brother.

Zhou Hengguang looked at Zou Yi coldly, "Is it funny?"

Zou Yi suppressed his smile instantly, and said solemnly, "No, it's not funny."

Zhou Hengguang leaned on the chair with his arms folded and urged: "Hurry up and eat."

"Understood." Zou Yi agreed to finish eating in twos and twos, got up and paid the money, and the two got in the car and left together.

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Su Qing didn't even eat any rice, and ran to the store in a fit of anger. The store is not very busy at this time, only a few people in fashionable clothes are consulting and shopping. The salesperson is full of smiles and serves conscientiously.

Seeing Su Qing approaching, they greeted each other with smiles.

"Boss Xiao Su."

"Good afternoon, Boss Su."

Su Qing rubbed her face, barely suppressed her anger, and returned a light smile that wasn't too scary.

Some of the customers in the store also knew Su Qing, and when they saw her coming in, they all came up to chat. Because they are all members of the Su family, enjoying the privileges, Su Qing has already done enough homework to keep all the faces that should be remembered in her heart. Handle it with ease, and answer some questions from customers with a smile.

For example, when will Su's magazine come out?

When will the pre-ordered bags be delivered?

Can I order clothes?

The most common thing is to ask Su Qing for advice on matching. After dealing with Su's customers for a long time, I already know that Su Qing is the design director of the brand. Most of these exquisite and fashionable bags were made by Su Qing. Su Qing is also responsible for the collocation tips, experience, etc. that are analyzed in the magazines produced by the Su family and given to customers.

But everyone who has bought a bag has a copy in hand, and I don't know how many times I have read it carefully. Friends and colleagues around me lined up to look at it, in order to learn how to wear it.

This time I will meet the real Su Qing, it would be a fool not to ask for advice face to face.

Su Qing spoke patiently for half an hour before finally getting away, shrugging helplessly at Yao Fang who was watching the show. Out of the corner of my eye, I accidentally saw a sneaky figure at the door. It was an old woman in her sixties, poking her head out to look inside.

I tried to come in several times, but was refused by the clerk who greeted the customers at the door.

For some reason, Su Qing felt as if she had seen it before when she first saw it.