Qiao Xin stopped, took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to her. "Stop crying, it's so ugly! Just because a man is worthy of the makeup you put on today?"

Huo Zijie thought about it and cried even harder. "But, but... I just felt very uncomfortable. How could he do this? He asked someone to throw it away without looking..."

"There are thousands of men in the world, but it's not that he can't do it." Qiao Xin sighed and comforted him: "Okay, okay, next time I go and meet a better and more handsome person. Stop crying, think about your liquid foundation, mascara, eyeliner, and makeup are so expensive..."

"Um..." Huo Zijie sniffed and quickly took out the mirror from her bag and looked at it. "Yes, the liquid foundation I used today is very expensive."

Qiao Xin: "..."

Sure enough, a woman’s face changes faster than a book!

Huo Zijie took advantage of the excuse of her crush being strangled in the cradle and dragged Qiao Xin to the mall for a big sweep. There is nothing that cannot be solved by shopping. If there is... then buy more.

...

Back at the villa, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. The woman who was 6 mother and Susan, who was acting traitor, had left and finally returned to peace.

“Where did you go?”

Qiao Xin was holding a shopping bag in her hand, which was a men's shirt. She bought it according to the figure of 6 Bingchen. He never lacked shirts in his wardrobe, and they were all high-end custom-made, but when she passed by the men's clothing area, she bought it by chance.

"Zijie and I went shopping in the mall." Qiao Xin stopped two or three meters away from him and answered honestly.

6 Bingchen raised his eyes and glanced at the shopping bag in her hand, and said lightly: "Is there nothing I want to say to me?"

"What?" Qiao Xin was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

"Susan came out of my room in the morning, and you had nothing to say?" The man narrowed his eyes and looked at her. His deep eyes seemed to have the ability to see through people's hearts.

Qiao Xin pursed her lips and held the shopping bag tightly in her hand. He... still believed Susan? She thought it was Susan who took care of him all night, but she was heartless and ignored her.

"Susan is gentle and considerate, very good." Qiao Xin pulled the corners of her mouth bitterly. This feeling of saying something against her will is really bad.

6 Bingchen frowned, not knowing what the girl was thinking about. Suddenly, he stood up and strode to her. Qiao Xin subconsciously took a step back.

"Uncle 6, you..." She looked up at him, feeling a little nervous inexplicably.

"I really don't want to say anything to me?" 6 Bingchen looked down at her.

"I……"

"What did you buy?" Just as Qiao Xin was struggling with how to answer, the man suddenly changed the topic and his eyes fell on the shopping bag in her hand.

"No, nothing!" Qiao Xin hurriedly hid the shopping bag behind her. She suddenly regretted buying this shirt. He usually wears high-end custom-made clothes, and I wonder if he would dislike this shirt that costs thousands of yuan.

"Um?"

Qiao Xin looked at the handsome face that was so close to her, and some scenes of her birth last night suddenly flashed in her mind. The out-of-control kiss, his gentleness, body temperature and strong chest... Everything was so clear.

Now that he was watching like this, Qiao Xin felt that his ears were burnt, so he quickly lowered his head to avoid his gaze.

"That... I just bought some supplies in the mall, nothing."

"Hey, Uncle 6, you..."
Chapter completed!