After being read, the fake daughter was spoiled in 90

Chapter 39 Enemies meet on a narrow road 3
  Liu Qing was furious, feeling that her charming eyes were really thrown to the dog.

Regardless of his appearance, ability, or family background, he is no better than this fake daughter Song Xiaoran!

Liu Qing fiercely threw the dress directly onto the shelf next to her: "I don't want it, rubbish and cheap."

After saying that, he shook his head and walked outside.

Zhao Shaokang frowned and looked at the wrinkled skirt with an unhappy expression, as if he was hesitating whether to let her go.

Song Xiaoran, who was sitting next to him, noticed that he looked wrong, patted him on the shoulder, and said magnanimously: "Forget it, give me face, and you can be regarded as a former colleague. He is just a spoiled little brat."

Zhao Shaokang almost couldn't help laughing when he heard Song Xiaoran's old-fashioned words: "She looks older than you."

Song Xiaoran pointed to his head: "What's the use of being older? The key is here."

After saying that, she stood up, patted her butt, looked at Zhao Shaokang, and praised: "You performed well today, you are very manly. That Ye Qingfeng was scared to death. He should not talk nonsense again when he goes back. That's okay." You helped me solve my trouble. Come on, I'll treat you to dinner as a thank you."

When he mentioned Ye Qingfeng just now, Zhao Shaokang felt deep displeasure in his heart: "That person is your former, former..."

The word fiancé came to Zhao Shaokang's lips, but his heart was so depressed that he couldn't say it out no matter what!

Song Xiaoran was also a little helpless, wishing to look up to the sky and sigh: "Oh, it's all my fault for being blind before."

This scapegoat is really disgusting, but it’s not enough if I don’t bear it. Almost everyone knew that the original owner was obsessed with Ye Qingfeng, and he really couldn't help but admit it.

The more Zhao Shaokang thought about it, the angrier he became. Although he didn't quite know what he was angry about, he said coldly: "Then you are indeed blind."

Song Xiaoran covered her eyes with both hands, arched her body and put her head in front of Zhao Shaokang. Suddenly she opened her hands and blinked: "But now - I have regained my sight!"

Zhao Shaokang looked at the pretty face in front of him. The distance between them was so close, so close that he could hear the trembling of her eyelashes, so close that he could feel her refreshing breath, so close that when he lowered his head, he could touch her tender and soft skin. lip--

At this moment, it was as if heaven and man were at war.

Zhao Shaokang finally suppressed his impulse and turned his head slightly.

"Huh, that's good." His voice was a little difficult. Although he also wanted to be indifferent and calm in the past, it was very difficult at this moment.

Song Xiaoran also realized that something was wrong and took a step back. His voice was a little higher than usual to cover up his inner embarrassment: "Don't mention those unlucky things. Let's go, let's go eat."

"What time is it? You shouldn't have eaten." Zhao Shaokang returned to normal and said contemptuously, "Song Xiaoran, you are a pig. You just eat and eat every day."

"Huh, living means eating and drinking enough, and then going to work. Do you understand?" Song Xiaoran rolled her eyes at him, "But I'm really not hungry, and it's a bit early to have supper. So what are we going to do?"

Zhao Shaokang's voice was slightly soft: "Why not, let's go see a movie."

Only if we watch a movie together is it a serious date, let’s go on a date.

He only went to dinner to watch Song Xiaoran show off her meal and talk about business.

Song Xiaoran didn't think about it at all. He just felt that he had never seen a movie of this era after coming here for so long, and then nodded: "You might as well watch old movies."

Zhao Shaokang stood up, with an unconcealed joy on his face: "So you like to watch old movies. Whether you like to watch black and white or silent movies is up to you."

Song Xiaoran glanced at him and did not explain what she called old movies, which were now popular movies.

Forget it, go to the cinema and choose a movie.

Zhao Shaokang stood up, walked out of the stall, turned around and explained:
  "Auntie, uncle, let's go first. We've taken care of the stall."

"Okay, Xiaokang."    "Okay. Xiaokang, keep an eye on the road."

"it is good."

Song Xiaoran looked at aunt and uncle Zhao Shaokang who were very busy, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Is it not good for me to be the hands-off shopkeeper of my own stall?
  Zhao Shaokang on the side suddenly said softly: "Don't be embarrassed, in addition to the daily salary, I am prepared to give them some bonuses on a monthly basis."

Song Xiaoran covered her mouth in surprise: "Zhao Shaokang, are you the tapeworm in my belly? How do you know what I am thinking. Tell me quickly, whether you can read minds."

Speaking of mind-reading, Song Xiaoran suddenly felt that she really felt like a transparent person around her family recently, and they knew everything she was thinking.

Song Xiaoran felt something was wrong, but in the end he could only attribute it to the fact that he might be too simple and others could see through it at a glance.

How can this be done? I want to be a big boss in the business world, and I want to keep my emotions and anger a secret!
  Zhao Shaokang pursed his lips slightly:
  I can see through you because all my attention is on you all the time.

It's just that this sentence felt a bit disgusting to him, and he couldn't say it.

The two of them passed by a stall nearby. Zhao Xinxin got tired of reading and got up to move around: "Brother, Sister Xiaoran, what are you going to do?"

Song Xiaoran replied: "Watch a movie, do you want to go see it? Let's go together."

"it is good……"

Zhao Xinxin looked happy. As soon as she said the good word, she noticed that her brother gave her a warning look with a frosty face. The conversation suddenly changed,
  "It's so late, I won't go."

Song Xiaoran said indifferently: "Okay then."

Zhao Shaokang narrowed his eyes and nodded with satisfaction: "You're so good. I'll give you popcorn when I come back."

Okay, okay, even though I didn’t watch it as a movie, I still had popcorn to eat.

Zhao Xinxin also forced out a smile: "Then don't forget it!"

Heping Road Night Market is actually located in the back alley of Guangming Cinema.

The two wandered for 10 minutes, exited the night market, and turned to the main entrance of the cinema.

Song Xiaoran looked at the posters at the door, "Dongmei's Lawsuit", "Police Story 3", "New Longmen Hotel"...

Wow, they are all classic movies that future generations will never tire of watching.

As a former veteran otaku who loves old movies and TV series, her daily activities are to sit down at work and go home to watch TV shows. Although I have seen these movies, I don’t mind watching them again in the cinema to experience the different environment.

Zhao Shaokang frowned: "There are no old movies you like to watch. There are no old spy movies or silent movies from the 70s and 80s. These are the latest Hong Kong and Taiwan movies that have just been released..."

Song Xiaoran:......

Forget it, no explanation needed.

She looked at the clock hanging next to her. It was now 9:10. She looked at the show again and said:

"Let's choose "New Dragon Gate Hotel" at 9:, a classic martial arts film."

Zhao Shaokang was really afraid that she would not watch any old movies that she liked. As soon as she heard that she had a choice, she immediately went to buy tickets happily.

(End of this chapter)