C7 Trash How Can I Match You?

The next day, Li Nuo still asked for an hour's leave to get off work early. Unknowingly, he had actually walked all the way to Seven. In front of C's flagship store.

She pushed open the door and walked in.

After strolling around, she didn't dare to pick anything that was too expensive. She chose a simple and not too old-fashioned black and white dress from the cheapest area.

"Miss, I —"

Just as he was about to say "try this", the door to the changing room suddenly opened. "Li Nuo, why is it you? What a coincidence! "

Upon seeing Jiang Lu, Li Nuo's eyes darkened, a bad premonition welled up in her heart: Why do I have to meet wherever I go, it is really a narrow path for enemies to cross!

Originally, he wanted to end the battle quickly and didn't want to bother about her. But who knew that Jiang Lu wouldn't yield to her and even shouted loudly when he saw the clothes in her hands, afraid that no one present would hear him:

"Ah!" You came to Seven. Buy clothes? Didn't your family go bankrupt and change to public rental? Seven. When did C drop to this level? "

In the next second, more than ten pairs of mocking gazes turned over, and Li Nuo's clothes were snatched away by the waiter:

"Miss, what we're making is a high-end brand! If you can't afford it, don't touch it. We don't have stalls here! Can you afford to get dirty!? "

Half of his fingernail had been broken, and blood was flowing out of it.

"She wants to buy it!"

She really wanted to throw it back domineeringly, but she was no longer the young miss of three years ago.

She didn't know how many times she had endured these supercilious looks in the past three years! She had originally been numb to it, but at this moment, she could not completely let it go.

"Look at me, I talk straight!"

Slap his lips apologetically, Jiang Lu continued to pour oil on the fire:

"However, Xiao Li, to be honest, with your current condition, don't slap your face to make it look fat, this place is really not suitable for you!"

At this time, the waiter also scowled and said harshly, "Go out. Down the street and turn right! Nine yuan, ninety-one yuan! "

Gripping the bank card, Li Nuo almost took it out several times. In the end, she let go of it: Is it worth it to be angry at such a person?

She turned around and was about to leave when she suddenly bumped into a warm chest. "Yes …"

Seal... Feng Yimo?

Seeing that her expression was not good, and her voice still had a hint of sobbing, Feng Yimo's deep eyes suddenly darkened.

Seeing him, the sales clerk ran over from all directions and gave a ninety degree bow, "Mr. Feng, welcome!"

Without batting an eyelid, Feng Yimo said: "Which one do you like?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone present was shocked. Their eyes rolled around, but the air suddenly became a bit colder.

Stunned, Li Nuo couldn't recover for a long time. Seeing that Yue Yang was looking at him, Li Nuo shook his head instinctively.

"That's true. How can this kind of trash be worthy of you?" Take out all the best ones in your shop! "

With that, he walked over and sat on the VIP sofa, and Li Nuo was pulled back in again.

Silence filled the air, and no one dared act rashly. Very quickly, the waiter brought out many clothes that were not sold from the shop, his gaze sweeping across them, and Feng Yimo got up, taking a white long skirt, and stuffed it into Li Nuo's hands.

"Let's give it a try!"

He then turned to the waiter who had just made things difficult for her: "You, make me a cup of coffee!"

She had already lost the mood to choose, but she was afraid that she would spoil his good intentions, so she still entered the fitting room.