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Chapter 648

The atmosphere in the store instantly became depressing. Several counter ladies in front of the counter wanted to take out their mobile phones to take pictures, but they were locked as soon as they made any movement. Everyone was so frightened that they stood still.

The woman didn't expect to encounter a tough fight, so she took a deep breath and wanted to struggle again.

"Sir, there's no point in bullying others. I just want to pick out some clothes for my seriously ill husband."

It's so shameless. She was the one who bullied others just now, and then she bit her back as soon as the situation changed.

Yan Yanhan didn't even look at her. He looked at Song Xiang's serious face carefully and said casually: "If you come to choose a shroud for your husband, I will give up on this one. After all, it's a bit unlucky."

The woman's expression changed, "You!"

"Disappear within five seconds, otherwise, I can only ask you to leave this store." The original words were returned.

Song Xiang had his back to the woman, but he could also predict the expression on her face, which made him feel secretly happy.

Sure enough, the sound of something being smashed came from behind.

She turned around and saw that the woman was so angry that she threw the teacup in the shop.

Probably because she knew she couldn't win the situation, throwing the cup became her last act of stubbornness. After throwing the cup, she turned around and left.

"There are actually people like this..." Song Xiang clicked his tongue.

Turning her head, she found Yan Han looking at her with an expression begging for praise.

She wanted to laugh a little, so she came closer and tied his tie again.

The sapphire blue color particularly complements him.

"Let's just get this one."

"Listen to you."

Yanhan didn't change at all and planned to wear this outfit to go out.

Song Xiang took advantage of him to adjust his cuffs and ran to the counter to pay.

The counter sister was a little surprised. The total number of clothes and ties cost more than 200,000 yuan. This was the first time she saw a woman buying them for a man.

Halfway through the ticket opening, Yan Han approached from behind and hugged Song Xiang regardless of the people around him watching.

"What? You want to support me?"

Song Xiang was a little embarrassed, struggled a little, and found that the counter sisters lowered their heads in understanding, so she became more natural.

"You are so valuable that I can't afford to support you for the time being."

This was the only time she was willing to give up 200,000 yuan worth of clothes.

Yan Han hugged her, kissed the tip of her ear, and said, "Even if you buy me twenty-one items, I will still wear them out."

Song Xiang shook his head and whispered: "Goodbye."

"Um?"

"I can't bear it."

She felt that Yan Han should wear high-end handmade clothes. If he could only wear street clothes in order to accommodate her, then she would be even more sad than not being able to get him.

A cold feeling pressed against her neck, and her heart felt so soft.

"Then you work harder, and I'll make do with it a little bit, so that you can barely support me."

Song Xiang took a deep breath and said, "Well! I will get Yue Ji back on the market as soon as possible."

Yan Han laughed out loud, but he didn't expect that she was serious. He had been involved in the Yan family's business since he was a teenager. Countless people had shouted slogans, saying they wanted to create value for the Yan family and society.

Suddenly someone told him seriously.

I want to create value for you.

How could he not be moved?

"Okay, I'll wait."

"You two, we've already made it." The cashier girl reminded her weakly.

Song Xiang reacted, quickly broke away from Yan Han's arms, took it with a blush on her face, and thanked the counter sister repeatedly.

He picked up his things, took Yan Han's hand and walked out.

Yan Han followed her, watching her blush and laughing uncontrollably.

After finally walking far away, Song Xiang finally slowed down and turned to glare at him while no one was around.

"Don't kiss me when there are people in the future."


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