"An Zhisu, I'll tear your mouth off." Zhao Linlin could no longer maintain her image of a famous lady, so she reached out and hit An Zhisu in the face.
An Zhisu narrowed his eyes and was about to avoid it when his vision suddenly blurred and he was blocked by a man.
The man was the manager of this clothing store. When he saw that Zhao Linlin was about to hit someone, he hurriedly ran over to stop her. He grabbed Zhao Linlin's wrist and said, "Miss Zhao, please calm down and don't do anything."
"Get out of here, you have nothing to do here." Zhao Linlin threw away the manager's hand angrily.
The manager was miserable, and he didn't want to take care of it. But if a fight broke out in their store, it would affect the business a lot. And if Zhao Linlin lost the fight and broke some arm or leg, he would be really unlucky.
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"Ms. Zhao, please calm down and don't argue with them. Look, a batch of new silk scarves have just arrived in the store. Didn't you ask me to pay attention to it for you before? I was about to call you." The manager smiled apologetically again.
It was another compliment, so I almost called her "aunt."
The manager's compliment really made Zhao Linlin regain some sense. As soon as she regained her sense, she remembered that this was a Hermès counter. When she thought of Hermès, her eyes when she looked at An Zhisu became even more contemptuous. "Oh, Manager Fang, what?
At that time, anyone could enter the Hermès store. Do you know who this lady is? Just dare to let her in. Be careful that she goes crazy and kills you indiscriminately. She is a mentally ill person.
He has a history of murder." Zhao Linlin said on her side
While laughing, she stepped on An Zhisu's painful area. She wanted to see if An Zhisu could still smile.
hiss……
As expected, Zhao Linlin's words caused a lot of panic. Her little sisters took a step back one after another. Even the face of a grown man, Manager Fang, changed. He was originally standing between Zhao Linlin and An Zhisu. When he heard An Zhisu
Even though she had killed someone, she immediately jumped away. "Zhao Linlin, I'm warning you, if you say one more word, I will sue you for defamation. The lawsuit I, Song Jiaren, are best at fighting is defamation. If you continue to spread rumors without any basis,
, I will sue you and put you in jail!" Song Jiaren was like a fried hen, when Zhao Linlin viciously opened An Zhisu's wounds.
Then, he instantly spread his wings to protect her.
Zhao Linlin was not afraid of Song Jiaren's warning at all and said: "What? Are you angry because I exposed the truth? Isn't she mentally ill? Hasn't she ever killed anyone with her car? An Zhisu, you dare to say that it was not you who killed He Sihan.
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Zhao Linlin knew An Zhisu too well. She knew where An Zhisu's weaknesses were and could spot them with just one poke. He Sihan was a pain in An Zhisu's heart. Even mentioning his name could give An Zhisu a fatal blow.
She was waiting for An Zhisu to go crazy because he couldn't stand the stimulation. As long as An Zhisu went crazy and hurt others in public, she could call the mental hospital and send An Zhisu to the mental hospital again.
Zhao Linlin even took out her mobile phone and waited to make a call, but An Zhisu still didn't respond. She seemed not to have heard what Zhao Linlin just said, and just stood there and looked at her intently.
Song Jiaren also looked at An Zhisu, her eyes were full of nervousness, and she silently prayed in her heart that An Zhisu would hold back and never be angered by Zhao Linlin or fall into her trap.
"An Zhisu, are you deaf? You're such a psycho, how can you still be safe after killing someone? Don't you dream of He Sihan asking for your life when you go to bed at night?" Zhao Linlin saw that An Zhisu didn't respond, so she continued to stimulate her viciously.
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There were other customers shopping in the Hermès store, and they all stopped and looked at An Zhisu in shock. Then they started whispering, and the content was nothing more than saying that they couldn't tell that An Zhisu was a psychopath, and whether she was a psychopath.
If you have really killed someone.
Listening to the comments and strange looks from the people around her, Song Jiaren's heart hurt like a needle. This was the first time she saw An Zhisu being slandered as a psychopath and a murderer. Even her heart ached like this.
, then how painful An Zhisu's heart must be.
Of course An Zhisu's heart will hurt, but after so many years, she has become accustomed to the pain. Perhaps five years ago, she would have been angered by such slander and lost control, becoming as manic as a psychopath.
But time is the best cure. It has been five years, and she almost thinks of herself as a lunatic. Being scolded as a lunatic doesn't matter.
An Zhisu thought that Zhao Linlin really didn't make any progress. This discovery suddenly made An Zhisu smile. Well, that's right. It would be better if she didn't make any progress, so that it would be easier for her to manipulate them.
"You can still laugh. You are really heartless. If He Sihan knew that the woman he liked could still live so well after killing him, his anger would come out of the coffin." Zhao Linlin didn't believe that An Zhi couldn't be stimulated.
white.
An Zhisu's smile gradually widened, but his eyes became colder. He looked at Zhao Linlin coldly, and his voice was as cold as frost: "Zhao Linlin, since you know that I am a psychopath, you should stay away from psychopaths. You should know that psychopaths kill people.
Not breaking the law."
Zhao Linlin's breathing froze for a moment. She was frightened by An Zhisu's eyes and tone at this moment, and she took a step back almost reflexively.
pretty!
Song Jiaren gave An Zhisu a thumbs up, yes, that’s it, baby Zhisu, hold on tight, scare this green tea bitch to death.
"You only have so much courage. If you see me in the future, you'd better take a detour." An Zhisu smiled calmly, pulled Song Jiaren up and said, "Let's go."
"No, didn't you listen to what the manager said? A new type of silk scarf has arrived in the store. Your birthday is coming soon, I will buy you a silk scarf." Song Jiaren finally had the opportunity to slap Zhao Linlin in the face, how could she let her go so easily?
, directly pulled An Zhisu and walked to the silk scarf counter.
An Zhisu likes Hermès scarves. In previous years, Song Jiaren would give her a new Hermès scarf for her birthday every year. Although the Song family is not a wealthy family, they are also a family of lawyers, so they cannot afford a Hermès scarf.
Knowing that Song Jiaren wanted to slap Zhao Linlin in the face, An Zhisu also cooperated very well. The two of them came in to choose silk scarves before, but the manager didn't say that there was a new style, and now Zhao Linlin said that it was available as soon as she came. I guess they are just looking at people.
Low.
"Didn't you say there is a new model? Why don't you show it to us?" Song Jiaren went directly to the counter selling silk scarves and asked the salesperson.
"You bumpkin, you're not a member of Hermès. Why should I show you new models if they have them? Don't you know that Hermès' new models need to be booked in advance? You don't even understand this rule. Are you sure you can afford it?" Zhao Linlin's
The little sister couldn't help but mocked.
Song Jiaren was not convinced: "Which of your eyes saw that I am not a member?" She took out a membership card from her bag and slapped it on the counter. She gave An Zhisu silk every year.