Heavenly Wife Domineering Love

Knowing that Su Qianqian was going to the cemetery, An Xiaoke came to the Perfumery House to watch the shop for her.

After a period of study, she has a basic understanding of the knowledge of perfumery, can answer general customers' questions, and claims to be the assistant of the perfumer.

After seeing off a few customers, An Xiaoke took out his notebook and continued to recite the efficacy of various flowers.

Just then, a young man walked in.

There is a chill in the gentleness, the facial lines are softer than men, and the chestnut pupils are calm and indifferent.

An Xiaoke quickly made a comparison in his mind. This man's appearance was not inferior to Assistant Luo's.

But they are completely different types. This man feels like a cloudy day, it's chilly, and he still smells of disinfectant. Assistant Luo is more sunny.

"Welcome to the Instant Fanghua Fragrance Shop, please come inside, sir!"

The man hesitated for a moment, his eyes fell on An Xiaoke's face, "You are the only one?"

An Xiaoke nodded, "The perfumer is out temporarily and will be back soon. I am her assistant. Is this your first time here, sir?"

"Yes." The man took a few steps forward and sat on the reception sofa.

Then, a glass of clear water dripped in front of him, "Sir, what kind of questions do you want to ask?"

"Thank you!" The man took the water, but did not answer her.

An Xiaoke had no choice but to ask again, "Mr., was it recommended by other customers, or did you come here just because of the name?"

"Come here because of the name." The man cherishes words like gold.

An Xiaoke asked again, "What do you feel uncomfortable about?"

The man's bony hands pinched the paper cup in his hand, and took a sip, "It's okay."

fine?An Xiaoke secretly sized up the man, and suddenly made a judgment in his heart.

According to her experience, anyone with this kind of expression probably has a problem in that aspect, so they hesitate to speak.

So, she cleared her throat and said with a smile, "Sir, don't worry, our customer information is kept confidential, and your privacy will never be leaked!"

"Really?" Hearing what she said, the man raised his eyebrows.

An Xiaoke immediately nodded frequently, "Yes, yes, do you do this every time, or occasionally?"

The man raised his eyes and looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Understood, it happens every time!" An Xiaoke looked down knowingly, and wrote down in the notebook, then raised his head again, "How long has this symptom lasted? How about it, one year, or two years?" Year?"

The man frowned slightly, and his lips moved. Before he could speak, An Xiaoke's clever brain judged in advance, "Depending on your age, at most one year."

The man was speechless.

"By the way, there is one last question. This is very important. You must tell the truth. Is it impossible at all, or is the time relatively short?"

The man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed her wrist, "Do you want me to demonstrate it on the spot?"

"No need, no need." This was the first time An Xiaoke met such a customer.

She just asked about the condition normally, and this person became so excited, it seemed that he was really sick.

The man let go of An Xiaoke, and continued to sit there with an indifferent expression.

An Xiaoke calmed down, and continued, "Sir, I understand your feelings, so I don't care about what happened just now, but I want to advise you, it is not shameful to be sick, and you should treat it as soon as possible. At your age , there is still hope for a cure, if it takes a few more years, then I can't guarantee it."

"I will enter your information into the computer now, and when the perfumer comes back, I will make a suitable fragrance for you. May I ask your surname, sir?"

"Miangui's surname is Du."

"age?"

"26."

"Gender? Oh, I know that." After An Xiaoke asked himself, he asked again, "Occupation?"

The man couldn't help feeling amused, "Need such details?"

An Xiaoke nodded earnestly, "There are many occupational diseases that we need to understand, such as accounting work, you have to look down at the books all day, which may affect the cervical spine.

If you are a teacher, you may inhale dust; if you write code, you will be exposed to computer radiation for a long time, which may affect sperm. By the way, you are not a programmer, are you? "

The man raised his forehead, and the girl in front of her had a round face, and her two big eyes were flickering like light bulbs. She never expected that such a simple appearance would hide such a complicated heart, which not only made her fascinated. There was a hint of interest.

"You know a lot about this?" he asked back.

"Of course!" An Xiaoke nodded confidently, "As an assistant to a perfumer, you must know all these knowledge. If Mr. Du has other needs, I can also give you free consultation!"

"No." The man suppressed a smile.

"Okay, let's continue to enter data." An Xiaoke's gaze returned to the computer screen, "Mr. Du is really a programmer?"

"No."

An Xiaoke thought for a while, then asked the next question, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No."

The little hand that was typing stopped, he didn't have a girlfriend, he wasn't a programmer, and he seemed hesitant to talk.

An Xiaoke blinked and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Du, don't you do that kind of work?"

"That kind of job?" The man didn't respond.

After confirming his eyes, An Xiaoke began to type on the computer.

She was so absorbed in her work that she didn't notice what was behind her.

When the man saw the word "duck" appear on the screen, he immediately lifted An Xiaoke up from the chair.

An Xiaoke was so angry that he yelled, "Let go of me! You look very gentle, why are you so rude? I kindly treated you, but you not only didn't appreciate it, but even took revenge on me. Let go, it hurts me to death!" "

The man said angrily, "With your three-legged cat's skill, you still see a doctor for others? You must smash the brand of this store!"

"I don't know how to see a doctor, so you can?" An Xiaoke objected.

"Really!" The corners of the man's lips rose slightly.

"Stop blowing it up, then what do you think is wrong with me?"

"Psycho!" The man let go of his hand.

"Who are you calling mentally ill?" An Xiaoke pushed the man immediately after he was freed.

As soon as the man dodged, An Xiaoke jumped forward and leaned forward.

The man backhanded him again, and An Xiaoke struggled in anger. In the confusion, both of them fell on the small sofa.

Su Qianqian came back from the cemetery and saw this scene as soon as she entered the door.

Her first reaction was that An Xiaoke was being bullied, and she immediately ran forward to help, "Don't leave me, Xiaoke, I'm here!"

But when she saw the man's face clearly, she couldn't help being shocked, "Doctor Du, why is it you?"

An Xiaoke got up from the sofa, opened his mouth wide, "Do you know each other?"