Gu Qingjia was stared at by her so much that chills ran down her spine, and she could only swallow it back if she wanted to curse.

Her chest heaved, she took out a tissue and wiped her face fiercely. Her anger subsided a little, and she reluctantly accused: "Song Ci, I can understand that you are in a bad mood, but this is the ointment I worked hard to prepare for you, and it cost a lot of money.

The money was ruined by you like this."

"If you destroy it, just destroy it. I won't use it anyway," Song Ci said.

"Song Ci, what do you mean? We are the best sisters. Do you think I am harming you?" Anger flashed in Gu Qingjia's eyes. She also expected Song Ci to give her a large sum of money to apologize. She was so greedy.

to please her.

Song Ci didn't have many friends. She was pretty, and all the girls around her were like foils.

If it weren't for her wealth and her fiancé Huo Muchen, she wouldn't have talked to Song Ci.

"What I mean is that you don't have to give them away from now on." Song Ci said.

Gu Qingjia was startled, as if a basin of cold water was poured on her head, and she immediately asked nervously: "Why?"

Without Song Ci giving her money, how could she raise the price and get kickbacks from it?

"I am Mrs. Huo now." Song Ci picked up the water glass, and the light reflected from the ring on her finger pierced Gu Qingjia's eyes, making her even more jealous: "The Huo family has its own family doctor, so of course you don't have to worry about it anymore.

Give me the medicine, and of course I have to keep this kind of good stuff for you. By the way, you can also send it to my sister, she should like it very much."

"Okay." Gu Qingjia gritted her teeth, feeling that the pleasant smile at the corner of Song Ci's mouth was particularly dazzling.

She narrowed her eyes and walked over to sit next to Song Ci: "Song Ci, why don't we go shopping? When you come back in a few days, you still need to buy gifts. I'll go pick them out with you."

Song Ci sipped the boiled water carefully and felt that living was a kind of happiness.

When she heard Gu Qingjia's words, her eyes darkened, and when she saw the housekeeper asking the servants to carry out her clothes, she rolled her eyes and said, "Okay, that's what I meant. You wait for me outside the door. I'll tell the housekeeper

I’ll find you if I need to do something.”

When Gu Qingjia saw that she had taken the bait, she felt relieved. She had chosen several sets of clothes and was waiting for Song Ci, a fool, to pay for them. There was also the ring on her hand. That was Huo Muchen, the richest man in Huacheng.

The diamond Wang Laowu bought for her, it would definitely look better if it could be worn on her finger!

Song Ci watched Gu Qingjia walk outside with her eyes as high as her head, as if she were Mrs. Huo, and sneered, then called the housekeeper to move all the clothes to the car Gu Qingjia drove outside the door.

The housekeeper didn't quite understand Song Ci's actions, and was a little worried that Song Ci would be deceived. He said earnestly from the side: "Madam, the injury on your face has not healed yet. If you go out now and the media captures it, sir, you will be worried."

She is now Mrs. Huo, and even if she doesn't care about her own image, she still has to take into account her husband's face.

"I put on a silk scarf and sunglasses so that the media won't photograph me." When Song Ci saw Gu Qingjia, who was impatient because her makeup was stained by the sun, the little devil in her heart was suddenly awakened, and the corners of her lips curled up playfully, and she continued

Put things on and put them on.

The housekeeper was a little speechless when he saw that she had wrapped herself in such a way that she could not tell who she was.

"Madam, do you still want to go out?"

"Of course I have to go out. I can't spend so much clothes in vain. Now that I don't make money, I can't spend it as I please." Song Ci had his own plan and then went out with his bag. "Don't worry, I will definitely be there."

If you come back before dinner, you won't embarrass Mu Chen."

After saying that, he hugged the butler.

Song Ci knew that this old man was really good for her.

The housekeeper looked at Song Ci's back, still worried, and turned around to dial Huo Muchen's number.

In the quiet conference room hall, an emergency meeting was being held. The cell phone in the man's hand suddenly rang, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

Huo Muchen pursed his thin lips and answered the phone without hesitation.

"Sir, my wife was taken out by Gu Qingjia."

The housekeeper used the word "taken away" to pray that the husband would not quarrel with the wife again. Seeing that the wife was remaking her life, as an elder of the Huo family, he also hoped that the young couple could be happy every day.

Huo Muchen's stern face was instantly covered with a layer of gloom, and he asked in a cold voice: "When did it happen?"

"Just now." The housekeeper explained the cause and effect to Huo Muchen.

The man tapped his long nails on the table and his voice was as cold as any: "Find someone to follow my wife. If anything happens to her, you know the consequences."

"What, your little wife is acting like a monster again?" Lu Ziyan moved the swivel chair next to him and lowered his eyes in a low voice.

"Vice President Lu is very suitable for the South African land development project." Huo Muchen said indifferently.

Lu Ziyan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He saw that the signature pen in Huo Muchen's hand was broken into two pieces and silently moved his chair back.

The wife of a certain boss is not to be messed with, let alone!

The housekeeper hung up the phone and immediately asked someone to follow Song Ci quietly.

Gu Qingjia followed the car without knowing it, thinking that this idiot Song Ci would not only pay her, but also be caught by the media cheating on Lu Huaike. The Huo family would never allow such a bitch to have sex with Huo Mu.

If Shen is tied together, then her good days will be over.

"Qingjia, you seem very happy?" Song Ci asked in a cold tone when he saw her parking the car in front of the store.

"My good sister is going shopping with me, of course I am happy." When Gu Qingjia thought that she would soon be ruined, she couldn't restrain the smile on her lips.

The two walked hand in hand to their usual luxury store. Gu Qingjia walked in front, arrogantly pointing at the clerk to take out the high-definition items.

She quickly picked out a few sets and walked over to wait for Song Ci to go and pay for her.

"Song Ci, I've picked it out. I also helped you pick out a few sets, totaling 530,000. Let's settle the bill together and I'll pay when we come out next time." Gu Qingjia pushed Song Ci's back.

Song Ci's eyelids jumped when he heard the price.

She scolded Gu Qingjia in her heart. Why should she spend the money her husband gave her to others?

Hers, hers, hers!

When Gu Qingjia saw that Song Ci was motionless and felt the clerk's disdain, she immediately became anxious. She didn't want others to see that she had no money, so she opened her hand and snatched Song Ci's wallet. She rummaged through her pockets, but she didn't find the card.

Not even a dime!

"Song Ci, you didn't bring any money?" Gu Qingjia raised her voice.

Song Ci was not angry even after being accused. The clerk looked at her as if she was being taken advantage of.

Gu Qingjia wanted to use her as a cash machine, how could she not let her spit it out?

And also all of them.

"Qingjia, I have no money anymore. I brought those clothes today just to return them. Just now the store clerk told me that the clothes have not had their tags tampered with and can be returned. I still remember when you took the card from me and used it for me.

The clerk has a record of the money spent on the clothes. He will refund part of the money later and I can buy it for you again."

Song Ci's voice was low and aggrieved.

The people around him could just hear it, and many people cast disdainful glances at him.

Gu Qingjia was so angry that she wanted to tear Song Ci to pieces, but her spine felt cold for no reason. She couldn't let Song Ci find out that she was overquoting the price every time, and then secretly transfer the money from her card to her own account.

Her tone softened, but she did not give up on being looked down upon: "Isn't your husband Huo Muchen? Just record it in the account, and it will be over when you come back to pay next time."

Song Ci's red lips parted slightly, and she felt aggrieved: "My husband said that he won't give me any money, but after returning these clothes, all the money in my bank card will be returned, don't you think so?"
Chapter completed!