551. Chapter 551 Don't feel sorry for the bitch of the century 17
After eating the noodles, An Xia felt a little calmer. The house still needed a sofa. In order to make her forget the unpleasant things, Ning Yazhi decided to go to the second-hand market.
The second-hand market is only open at night. There are a lot of unwanted furniture and other items here at cheap prices, and sometimes you can find surprises.
Usually there are many people here, not only ordinary people come here to look for surprises, but also many rich people come here to hunt for treasures.
"Xiaoya, look, does this sofa fit just right in the living room? It's very cheap, only five hundred yuan. It costs several thousand yuan to buy it in the store." An Xia was pleasantly surprised.
Ning Yazhi said: "Okay, let's buy it. I like that desk lamp. It's still very new. Let's buy it too."
An Xia frowned: "Let's buy a desk lamp some other time. We have to carry this sofa home, so how can we have the hands to hold the desk lamp?" Ning Yazhi gave full play to her prodigal talent wherever she went.
She had a headache how to move the sofa home.
"An'an, do you want us to move back by ourselves?" Xiaoya was surprised.
An An smiled lightly: "Yes, we need to save some money and not waste it. This sofa is not very big. Two people should be able to carry it back."
Xiaoya rolled her eyes: "An'an, you are so frugal that you are self-destructive. You did all the furniture and decoration of our new house yourself. You didn't even want to hire workers. Now you don't even want to hire movers for the sofa. I really
I can’t stand you."
An An still smiled: "Of course we have to decorate our home ourselves so that it feels like home and warm, right? Okay, all that's missing is the sofa. Stop talking nonsense and move together. This is a second-hand market.
It’s not too far from home.”
Xiaoya rolled her eyes again, isn't it far? It takes half an hour to walk.
In the end, Xiaoya still gave in, and the two girls carried the sofa home with great difficulty, one behind the other.
"Wow -" Xiaoya suddenly screamed and put down the sofa.
An An was stunned and almost fell down on the sofa. When she raised her head, Xiaoya had already rushed into a shoe store.
She struggled to drag the sofa, worried that if she used too much force, the sofa would be damaged, she finally propped it up and moved it toward Xiaoya with her back.
Sitting on the sofa wiping sweat, Xiaoya was already trying on shoes excitedly.
An Xia glanced at the sign and sweated even more. That girl probably had to swipe her card again. What would happen if she continued like this?
A white Bentley parked in front of her, and at the same time, several more cars parked not far away.
Many strong men in black suits opened the car door and quickly divided into two rows to stand at the door of the shoe store.
The scene was like filming a movie.
An Xia looked curiously and saw the door of the Bentley slowly opened, and a girl covered in famous brands came out. She had delicate and picturesque facial features, a beautiful face, and elegant movements, but her expression was arrogant.
At this time, the manager of the shoe store greeted him very enthusiastically: "Ms. An, you are here. We just got new goods today, and we are waiting for you to pick them up as soon as possible."
Miss An?
As her surname was An, An Xia couldn't help but feel a little fond of her.
Over the years, she has paid attention to anyone named An, hoping to find her parents.
An Yingying glanced at An Xia and her sofa, frowning slightly: "Manager, why is there a beggar at the door? It affects my mood too much."
An Xia's face twitched, beggar?
The manager quickly laughed: "Miss An is right, it affects your mood. Please come in, and I will send someone out to drive her away later. There is no need to let such a person affect your mood."