His own little sweetheart

Chapter 715, a glass of water
Just like that, Chi Yuanye opened the hood, showing the hickey on his collarbone, and ostentatiously came to the store where the two wanted to choose a dress.

This store is located on the busiest commercial street in City A. Just the decoration of the store is enough to make ordinary people stop.

This is a paradise for rich people to buy dresses. Every dress is designed by an Italian designer and tailored to ensure that it is the only one in the world.

The price is naturally too expensive to make people stagger.

Sweetheart was wearing high heels. In order to take care of her and prevent her from walking too much, Chi Yuanye put Sweetheart down from the store door, coolly took off his glasses and turned to Sweetheart, "You go in and wait for me, I'll park the car."

"Yeah!" Sweetheart nodded, opened the car door and walked out.

In fact, I don't like high heels, but Aunt Chi must let herself wear them to get used to the feeling of high heels.

Aunt Chi also said that girls should not always wear canvas shoes, but try high-heeled shoes more, and they will have more temperament.

SO, Sweetheart first got used to the high heels.

These shoes were chosen by Aunt Chi for herself. The brands are all English letters. Sweetheart said that she couldn't understand them at all, but they were very comfortable and didn't tire her feet at all.

The price is definitely expensive.

Stepping on small high heels, Sweetheart walked ahead to the dress shop.

From a distance, she saw a staggering old woman walking past the store, looking pitifully at a clerk in a black work skirt who was about to leave the store, "Little girl, can you pour me a glass of water?" drink?"

The clerk gave her a disgusted look, "No! Go away, this is not a place for you to come in!"

"Please, I'm really thirsty, I just need a glass of water... Please, little girl." The weather-beaten old face was full of begging, and as he spoke, he took two steps ahead and touched the The clerk's arm.

As if being touched by something dirty, the clerk screamed, pushed the old woman away fiercely, raised her voice, and said very meanly, "Hey, you old bastard, don't touch me~! I said Can’t you hear it? Go away! Don’t interfere with our store appearance from here, you’ll be disgusted if customers come later, do you hear me? Go away!”

How could the old man stand up to such pushing and shoving? He staggered a few steps backwards and was about to fall down.

Sweetheart exclaimed, and ran up quickly, quickly supported the old woman, looked sideways at her, "Are you alright?"

Perhaps it was because there was no water, the old grandma's eyes oozed a little tear, she quickly reached out her hand to wipe it off, "I'm fine, little girl, thank you..."

Sweetheart was really angry, and glared at the clerk, "Why are you so over the top? Isn't it just a glass of water? What if you go in and pour a glass of water for the old man?"

Why are you so mean!
"Who are you, you, it's your turn to meddle in your own business." The clerk rolled his eyes impatiently, turned around and was about to walk into the store.

Except for the customers who actually came to the store to buy dresses, she didn't bother to talk to anyone else.

Customers are her bread and butter, and she needs to know that as long as she sells two or three dresses every month, she will not have to worry about her performance.

Sweetheart stepped forward a few steps, grabbed the clerk's arm, and said seriously, "I want to drink water now, please go and pour me a glass of water."

The clerk cast a contemptuous glance at Sweetheart, "You? Are you here to buy a dress?"

　Continue around 03:30~ Today I will make up for the update that I owed everyone yesterday~ New week, remember to vote for the little sweetheart
　　
　
(End of this chapter)