"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get in the car."
A familiar voice rang in her ears.
Wang Shuqiu looked through the rolled-down car window and saw Du Heng waving frantically from the driver’s seat.
"Don’t dawdle, hurry up and get in. The Bus is about to pull in."
Seeing that Wang Shuqiu was still frozen in place, Du Heng urged her again.
"Oh, oh, okay." After speaking, she didn’t forget to call out to Mi Wu, "Mi Wu, get in the car."
Mi Wu’s eyes lit up, her previous impatient expression gone. "Qiuqiu, is this your boyfriend’s Car?"
Wang Shuqiu’s eyes flickered. She neither confird nor denied it, only urging, "Hurry up and get in. We’ll talk in the car."
Watching Wang Shuqiu get into the passenger seat, Mi Wu squinted. Feigning innocence. She usually acts so aloof, but she still ended up finding a rich man.
After Du Heng saw the two of them get in the car, he stepped on the gas and sped off, just as the Bus behind them pulled to a stop.
"Hello, handso. I’m Qiuqiu’s Colleague. My na is Mi Wu." Mi Wu leaned forward from the back seat, resting her head on the edge of the front seat.
"Hello, I’m Du Heng, Qiuqiu’s boyfriend."
As Du Heng spoke, he leaned slightly towards the car door.
This woman is a bit too enthusiastic, and the strong scent of her Perfu is overpowering.
He even doubted her words. With her attire and image, could she really be Wang Shuqiu’s Colleague? A Teacher?
If she claid any other profession, Du Heng might believe it.
A Teacher? He didn’t buy it!
Mi Wu, seemingly oblivious to Du Heng’s subtle withdrawal, continued, "Where do you work, Handso Du?"
"At the Health Clinic."
After two questions, Du Heng lost interest in talking. He wasn’t interested in this type of woman.
Or rather, he disliked overly enthusiastic and proactive won; he always felt there was sothing off about them.
To put it bluntly, he had a touch of psychological mysophobia.
This kind of impression ford quickly, but it was hard to dispel—Li Nating was a case in point.
"No way! You can afford a car like this working at a Health Clinic?" Mi Wu’s eyes were wide with disbelief, determined to dig for more information. "This car must be worth over four hundred thousand yuan, right?"
"I borrowed it. I’m not sure about the details."
Mi Wu grew even more skeptical. This is obviously a brand-new car. Who with such a good relationship would lend such a nice new car to soone else?
Before she could press further, Wang Shuqiu interrupted, "Let’s go shopping first, or the mall will close soon."
Du Heng, needless to say, was more than happy to keep quiet and drive.
For the rest of the journey, Mi Wu didn’t try to chat with Du Heng again, talking with Wang Shuqiu instead.
Listening to them, Du Heng felt Wang Shuqiu’s responses were sowhat cold. It didn’t seem like how close friends would chat.
When they arrived at the mall, Du Heng had no idea what gift to buy for his younger brother, so he looked to Wang Shuqiu for a decision.
Wang Shuqiu hesitated for a long ti. "Let’s buy him a Mobile phone. His current one seems to be broken."
Mi Wu said sweetly, "You’re so good to your family. Not only do you give them money every month, but now you’re also buying a Mobile phone for your brother. The little money you’ve saved must be almost gone."
As she spoke, she fluttered her large eyes at Du Heng.
However, Du Heng seed completely oblivious, fully engrossed in selecting a Mobile phone.
Mi Wu’s eyebrows twitched slightly, but she said no more and instead helped Wang Shuqiu choose a Mobile phone.
Du Heng didn’t say anything, but that didn’t an he hadn’t understood. He just didn’t want to show it in front of this woman.
While Du Heng was straightforward, his ability to get along with soone like Li Qingde was Sufficient Evidence that he was no fool. His ability to read between the lines was extraordinary.
Right now, he had one overriding feeling: this woman didn’t seem like a good person. She was very provocative, always intentionally or unintentionally, half-revealingly, showing off her smooth skin in front of him. And when she spoke, she always seed to be making digs at Wang Shuqiu.
However, from Mi Wu’s words, Du Heng began to understand why Wang Shuqiu seed to be living so frugally.
Over four thousand yuan a month, having to send money ho, and also supporting herself in a provincial capital like Jinzhou—the pressure must be imnse.
The Mobile phone was chosen: a mid-range model, costing over 5,000 yuan.
Du Heng offered to pay, but Wang Shuqiu adamantly refused. In the end, she looked like she was about to get upset, so Du Heng didn’t insist.
Later, while shopping, they bought so nutritional supplents, with Du Heng paying this ti.
Of course, since he was going to visit his potential Mother-in-law, he should be the one paying.
Finally, Mi Wu pulled Wang Shuqiu into a lingerie store. Du Heng felt awkward, so he waited outside alone, holding the bags. Through the display window, he saw the price tag on the lingerie worn by a mannequin: 2,000 yuan.
Du Heng quietly gritted his teeth. It was the first ti he realized won’s underwear could be this expensive.
He’d always thought these things were like his own boxers, costing just a few yuan, or maybe a dozen or so.
Who would have thought? Two pieces of fabric, not even palm-sized, actually cost two thousand yuan!
Du Heng felt too embarrassed to look much, so he shifted his position and located Wang Shuqiu inside the store.
The two won wandered around, but it was mostly Mi Wu comnting and selecting, while Wang Shuqiu just looked on.
He didn’t know when it had started, but whenever Du Heng was with Wang Shuqiu, his gaze would involuntarily fix on her.
This ti was no exception; his gaze followed Wang Shuqiu as she moved.
Soon, he noticed from Wang Shuqiu’s movents and glances that she had lingered on a particular lingerie set, even looking back at it unconsciously after walking away.
However, she didn’t ask the sales assistant, nor did she say she wanted to try it on or anything like that.
The selection process was lengthy this ti, nearly half an hour. Du Heng was growing a bit impatient by the ti the two won finally went to pay.
Seeing that Wang Shuqiu hadn’t chosen anything, Du Heng’s Heart gave a lurch.
His mind blanked for a mont, and he strode into the store.
When Wang Shuqiu saw Du Heng enter, her cheeks flushed slightly. She whispered, "What are you doing in here? We’re almost done."
Du Heng smiled, ignoring Wang Shuqiu, and looked directly at the sales assistant.
He didn’t know how to buy lingerie, but as a Doctor proficient in both the Internal dicine Departnt and the Gynecology Departnt, and having lived with her for a month, he knew Wang Shuqiu’s body like the back of his hand. He said to the sales assistant, "Hello, please co with for a mont."
"Hello, sir. How can I help you?" The sales assistant’s attitude was excellent; she didn’t treat Du Heng any differently because he was a man, and was, if anything, even more enthusiastic.
"My girlfriend’s asurents are 86-62-85. This set, that set, and that one over there. Please get one of each in her size."
"Yes, sir."
Hearing Du Heng announce her asurents, Wang Shuqiu blushed deeply, her usual cool composure vanishing. But when she heard he wanted one of each, she imdiately grew flustered. She hurried over, grabbed Du Heng’s arm, and whispered, "I don’t want them."
"I’ve already asked the sales assistant to get them. If I say no now, I’ll lose too much face."
"But they’re too expensive! That Black set is over four thousand yuan."
Du Heng suddenly gulped. He’d been so focused on showing off earlier that he hadn’t paid attention to the price. Damn, those two pieces of fabric, barely two fingers wide, cost four thousand yuan! That was two thousand yuan more expensive than the one in the display window. Could it be that the less fabric, the more valuable it was?
But he still said, "It’s fine. I’ll buy them for you. If you wear them, I’ll enjoy looking at you, right?"
Wang Shuqiu gently punched Du Heng’s arm. "Don’t talk nonsense, people are around."
But she hesitated again. She really liked the items, but she didn’t have enough money. She’d heard from Wang Zhenzhen that Du Heng’s salary was only around four or five thousand yuan. Plus, he had just built his own house, so his finances were probably tight too.
"How about just one set? Three sets are too expensive. It’s almost ten thousand yuan."
"No, we’ll take them all. I’ve already said so."
Maybe it was because Mi Wu was nearby, or maybe it was just the situation, but at this mont, Du Heng really wanted to save face.
Even though he knew it was aningless, he just couldn’t help himself.
This, he guessed, was probably what Everyone called impulse buying.
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