572: C572 Lovesick

C572 Lovesick

"Why should we deal with it? This is Fu Qianchen's intention." Cheng Nuo did not smile. She was the clearest about the matter between Fu Qianchen and Qiao Yumeng. To be honest, she was happy to see them live together.

"I know." Qiao Yumeng frowned. Fu Qianchen was very good to her and she was also very touched. But she could not accept it as expected.

"Then why did you..."

"Sell it?" Qiao Yumeng interrupted Cheng Nuo's words. If Cheng Nuo continued to investigate, she really could not find a suitable reason.

"Ah?" Cheng Nuo was stunned, "They are all branded goods. How are you going to sell them? Shopping stalls?"

Laying stalls, Qiao Yumeng had visited Australia before. Later on, when she returned to Nancheng, she had not seen much of them.

These few years, she had been too strict. There were no more lively night markets.

"Let's hang it in the second-hand market and sell it." 200 sets. When he really wanted to sell them, he felt that it was not a big sum. Moreover, the sizes were fixed. There was no other way to deal with them except to hang them in the second-hand market.

"What a waste of God's gifts." Cheng Nuo did not give him any face and ridiculed, "If Fu Qianchen knew, he might be angered to death."

"He wouldn't know." Qiao Yumeng was not worried about this at all. Unless Fu Qianchen took off her outer clothing, how could he know if she was wearing bra that he bought?

Cheng Nuo was silent for a few seconds and sighed helplessly, "Who asked you to be my best friend? I must be on your side. Then... I will help you deal with it."

Then Qiao Yumeng waited for Fu Qianchen to come back and sold bras more often. After hanging it up, no one cared about it. This was also something Qiao Yumeng did not expect.

"How about we lower the price and deal with it?" Qiao Yumeng asked Cheng Nuo hesitantly.

"Hey, this is Camry. Lower the price? You're crazy." Cheng Nuo reached out and knocked Qiao Yumeng on the head, "I think the reason why I can't sell it is because it doesn't look that attractive."

"Then..." Qiao Yumeng lowered her head to look at her own chest.

Alright, it was magnificent.

"Yes." Cheng Nuo held back her laughter, "The main thing is that there are no photos. Put them on and take a few photos. The effect will definitely be good."

... "" Although the growth was good, taking photos to let people appreciate it was another matter. Qiao Yumeng uneasily raised her hand to cover her chest, "Forget it."

"Then do you still want to sell it?" Cheng Nuo deliberately teased Qiao Yumeng and reached out to poke Qiao Yumeng's chest.

Qiao Yumeng did not want to be outdone. Very quickly, the two of them became entangled. After a long while, the two of them leaned against each other out of breath. Cheng Nuo then said, "Find a model."

This suggestion was like a timely help to Qiao Yumeng. She immediately agreed.

Finding a model was very simple. It was easy to search on the signature website. Very quickly, they found it. After taking a photo and paying a thousand dollars, they hung it up again.

Because the display was 100% new and the price was indeed much cheaper than the market price, more than 20 pieces were sold on the first day.

With Cheng Nuo's help, Qiao Yumeng did not feel bored. She just received orders and packed the goods. As for the hospital, they would still take time to visit every day. So even if Fu Qianchen was not around, Qiao Yumeng was still very busy.

On the fourth day, On the fourth day, she only had more than 20 items in her inventory.

Qiao Yumeng looked at the big chest full of bras and saw that there were only a few pieces left. No one knew what she was thinking. She reached out and pressed the "sold out" button.

Even if this gift was a little weird, it was Fu Qianchen's intention. She could wear more than 20 of them herself.

The next day, Cheng Nuo excitedly came to help again. The answer she got was that they had sold out. She could only go back in low spirits.

Qiao Yumeng went to the hospital to see Qiao Yuxi as per usual and accompanied her to dinner before returning home. When she arrived home, it was already dark. When she opened the villa door and saw the darkness inside, she suddenly felt very lonely.

Yes, she was lonely.

But it was just pure loneliness and did not have any other meaning. After all, the two floors of the villa were at least five hundred square meters. Anyone who lived inside would feel like space.0

After washing up, she stood at the window of her bedroom and looked into the distance. Although the villa was not built on top of the mountain, she could still see more than half of the scenery of Nancheng. The extinguished lights in the distance were exceptionally bright under the night sky. However, the noise of the city could not reach here. It made the place seem especially quiet.

If Fu Qianchen was here, even if he was only handling the work next door, she would not feel that this house was empty.

That's right, Fu Qianchen. They had not contacted her for five days. When he left, he only said that he would be away for a period of time, but he did not tell her exactly how long he had been away.

He didn't think that he had been busy before, but now that he thought about it, he felt that he had been gone for a long time.

Qiao Yumeng took out her phone and opened the contact list. Her gaze fell on Fu Qianchen's name. His name had already been engraved in her mind. Every stroke was so familiar. As long as she thought about how to write the first stroke, the next stroke would subconsciously appear.

Countless nights ago, she had stood by the window and looked at Fu Qianchen's name. She had mustered up the courage to call him again and again, but she had given up nine times out of ten times. The only time she had the courage to call him was either to be hung up or to be impatiently questioned by Fu Qianchen.

She had always felt that she was not a petty person. It turned out that she held a grudge.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yumeng could not hold back her laughter. But when she smiled, her fingers accidentally touched the phone screen. Soon, the phone was broadcasted.

... "" Looking at the dialing interface, Qiao Yumeng was speechless. She did not know why but she suddenly did not want to hang up.

The phone rang only a few times before it was picked up. It was not the previous impatience, but Fu Qianchen's mellow and gentle voice. "Hello, are you still awake?"

This seemed to be the first time she had called Fu Qianchen at night. It also seemed like it was the first time he had been so gentle, but it was as if he had done it countless times. She answered naturally. "Yeah, I just finished taking a bath. I wanted to ask you what you were doing."

"I also just finished showering." Fu Qianchen was wearing a bathrobe. He was going to take care of his work, but after hearing Qiao Yumeng's words, he unexpectedly stood up and walked to the window to look into the distance.

This was not Nancheng, but it was also bustling. At first glance, it was full of tall buildings. The city was as dazzling as the neon lights, but he felt that this place was very unfamiliar. It was not as comfortable as Nancheng.

Just as he felt that everything was fine, he suddenly heard Qiao Yumeng's voice become very strict, "Fu Qianchen, your hand is fine? You actually just take a bath!"

Fu Qianchen was slightly stunned. He lowered his head to look at his hand that had changed gauze. Five days was indeed not enough to heal the wound, but he was no longer afraid of water.

Besides, During the few days he was away from Nancheng, when did he not take a bath?

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