Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 1132 80 Little Stutterer Pork Shop 27

The key point is that seeing Jiang Lingyao's drastically changed appearance, she became even more certain that Jiang Lingyao had taken her seashell hair clip.

That's why Jiang Lingyao is so beautiful now, with such fair skin. All of these things originally belonged to her, but Jiang Lingyao took them all away.

If it weren't for Jiang Lingyao stealing her beauty, how could Qin Fei be so cold to her? How could he not want to take responsibility even though she was pregnant?

The way she looked at Lingyao was so hateful it seemed to bleed.

Looking into the woman's terrifying eyes, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but step forward to block her gaze.

He even took Lingyao's hand and tried to leave.

But Lu Wanying raised her hand to stop her.

"Jiang Lingyao, did you steal my seashell hair clip? Give it back to me, or I'll call the police and have you arrested, you thief."

The hospital entrance was already crowded, and Lu Wanying's shout slowed down the pace of the people around them, and they all turned to look at them. No matter where you are, people can't resist the urge to watch a show.

One of the injured men, who had been complaining of leg pain, stopped complaining when he saw Lingyao and Lu Wanying.

"Then go report it. What are you yelling about here?"

Ling Yao's expression was calm and her demeanor was so open that it made people wonder if she had been wronged.

Seeing Ling Yao's calm demeanor, Lu Wanying wondered if she had made a mistake, but the thought only flashed through her mind for a second.

Looking at Ling Yao's face, she regained her original determination: it was definitely her, there could be no one else!

As the crowd grew larger, Lingyao reached into her handbag and rummaged around inside.

That small bag was also designed and made by Lingyao herself. It could be carried on the back or by hand, and it was made of pure white leather with a novel design.

She actually pulled out the seashell hair clip that she had carelessly tossed into the corner of her bag.

It was handed to Lu Wanying.

"20."

She had slipped twenty yuan into Lu Wanying's pocket back then; Lu Wanying couldn't just take it for free.

Lu Wanying looked at the seashell hair clip so close to her, her eyes filled with fervor. Let alone twenty, even if Lingyao asked for two hundred, she would definitely get the seashell hair clip.

So they exchanged money for goods.

Lu Wanying looked at Ling Yao, who was counting money, and smiled as she looked at her fair and ethereal profile.

Jiang Lingyao, that idiot, doesn't even realize what she's lost. So what if we take the seashell hair clip from her?

Now it's back in her hands again.

Soon, Jiang Lingyao's beautiful face will be gone, and she will return to her former appearance as a rural woman.

She, on the other hand, will become a great beauty again and marry into the Qin family.

Lu Wanying, who was immersed in the prospect of becoming fairer and more beautiful and marrying into a wealthy family, did not notice that the seashell hair clip in her hand no longer had the luster that made it look like an extraordinary item.

All the magical items inside were taken out, and the seashell naturally lost its magical aura.

Lingyao took Chen Ping'an back to the hotel.

They both booked single rooms, which were right across from each other.

It's still early, so Lingyao plans to rest with Chen Ping'an for a while before going out for a stroll in the evening.

Chen Pingan couldn't stay idle, so after returning to the hotel, he started boiling water to prepare to wash clothes. Lingyao and Chen Pingan changed out of the clothes they had worn on the train.

Chen Ping'an was wearing another set of men's clothing, also made by Lingyao.

He wore a snow-white sweater and gray pants. He filled a tap outside and squatted in a corner of the hotel room to wash his clothes, his dark head bobbing up and down with the movements of him washing.

Looks so cute.

Lingyao leaned against the bed like a boss, watching him wash.

Of course, to avoid gossip, the door is left open.

Even if you book a room as a couple, it's not appropriate to close the door in a hotel during the day.

Leaving the door wide open shows respect from men to women.

However, Lingyao wasn't from here, so she quickly closed the door.

Hearing the door close, Chen Ping'an immediately turned around.

Lingyao, who had already closed the door, stood with her hands behind her back, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Why are you closing the door?"

Since Chen Ping'an started taking Jade Dew Oil, his stuttering has improved considerably.

Before, it would take me ages to say even a single word.

Now, I only pause once or twice when I speak, and my speaking speed is much smoother and faster than before.

At least, normal communication is not a problem.

Lingyao heard Chen Ping'an's words and, although she was standing by the door, she looked completely self-righteous.

"I didn't turn it off, the wind blew it in."

Lingyao is just spouting nonsense.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping'an actually believed it. Not only did he believe it, but he also came over and reopened the door.

Then he continued to squat down and wash the clothes that he and Lingyao had changed out of.

Lingyao: Class Psychology Representative, I'm feeling unwell...

Two minutes later, the door closed again.

Chen Ping'an turned back to look at Ling Yao in confusion, but he couldn't see anything wrong on Ling Yao's face, and she had no motive for closing the door!

Chen Pingan wiped his hands clean, stood up, and went forward to open it.

This time, when they opened the door, they even used a stool to prop it open.

Ten minutes later, the door was closed again.

Chen Ping'an held a soap bubble in his hand, but this time he didn't stand up to open the door first.

Instead, he turned to look at Lingyao, who was standing at attention.

He asked seriously, "Was it also shut off by the wind this time?"

Lingyao stared into the baby's dark, earnest gaze. "Damn it, I can't keep this up anymore."

He simply crossed his arms and slightly raised his chin: "I turned it off, so what?"

Chen Pingan turned around to get a towel to wipe the foam off his hands, and with his back to Ling Yao, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

He wiped his hands clean, stood up, and this time instead of opening the door, he opened the small window on the door that was originally covered by a cloth.

After opening it, he turned to look at Lingyao.

Explanation: "That's good, but if the boss sees this, it won't be good."

Although Chen Ping'an omitted a part of what he said, Ling Yao understood that he was saying it wasn't good for the boss to see him with the door closed and the window shut in broad daylight.

Lingyao showed no outward reaction, but inwardly she scoffed.

So what? Women have to be able to withstand pressure!

Of course, she just gave a polite "hmm" in response.

Now Chen Ping'an can go do the laundry without worrying about the wind blowing the door shut again.

After Chen Pingan finished washing and hanging up the clothes, the two of them were both a little hungry.

So Lingyao took her little darling to the most luxuriously decorated place in the city, a place that was obviously unaffordable for ordinary people.

There was no other way; when I bought fabric earlier today, I also bought a few pieces of clothing that she had brought with her.

It sells for fifty in town, but for one hundred and fifty in the city; it sells for one hundred in town, but for two hundred and thirty in the city.