Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

The theater next door took away nearly 60.00% of the guest flow of the karaoke hall. In the afternoon, the supervisor saw that there were not many guests coming, so he simply asked everyone in the karaoke hall to get off work early.

Yunqian returned home before it got dark. It was rare that she had free time. Yunqian planned to take Yunmu to buy some new clothes.

At first, Mica refused, "I have clothes to wear, I don't need to buy new ones."

However, Yun Qian was resolute and used both soft and hard tactics to lead Yun Yu into the street.

During the Republic of China, custom-made clothes were the main focus, and ready-made clothes accounted for a relatively small market share.

Yun Qian took Mica to the clothing store she often frequented. She called the boy who was helping in the store: "Hello, can you help my mother measure the size?"

"Okay, if you need measurements, please come with me."

Yun Qian took Yun Yu's hand and led him over. The boy took Yun Yu into the cubicle to measure the size, while Yun Qian waited outside.

There are several exquisite cheongsams in the shop window, which are worn on models to show the best effect of cheongsam.

The style and color were Yun Qian's favorite. She was just about to ask someone to take it off and try it out when the store door was pushed open and the wind chimes on the door rang.

The voices of the girls talking also changed from blurry to clear.

"I haven't bought new clothes for a long time. Fortunately, you came with me to buy them." The girl's voice was coquettish, with a pampered air.

"If you want to come out, you can ask me to accompany you at any time. Anyway, I just returned to China and there is nothing wrong."

"Well, you have studied abroad and you must know more than us."

The sound of several people chatting and laughing filled the entire store.

Yun Qian looked back and met Xiao Ying's gaze. She smiled at Xiao Ying first.

Yun Qian is a few years older than Xiao Ying. Because she has been in the karaoke hall for many years, Yun Qian's temperament is more charming. She is five centimeters taller than Xiao Ying in high heels and has an imposing aura.

The girl who came in with Xiao Ying looked back and forth between the two of them for several times in confusion, and asked Xiao Ying: "Do you know each other?"

"A little friendship."

"I know it, but I'm not familiar with it."

Two voices sounded at the same time, confusing the person who asked the question.

Yun Qian made a please gesture and walked to the other side of the group to look at their clothes.

Xiao Ying looked a little embarrassed. She raised her hand and pointed to the cheongsam by the window and changed the subject: "Look, I think that cheongsam suits you very well."

As expected, the girl's topic was changed and her eyes were attracted by her clothes.

Fortunately, the store is big enough, so Yun Qian doesn't have to squeeze into the same place as Xiao Ying and others.

Yun Yu came out of the compartment and looked around the store to find Yun Qian who was staying in the corner.

She smiled and walked towards Yun Qian. The girl who was walking with Xiao Ying turned her head and walked forward while talking to Xiao Ying, without noticing the mica in front of her.

When Yun Yu reacted, she was already unable to dodge, and the two of them bumped into each other and fell to the ground one after another.

Xiao Ying, who was close, reacted quickly and crouched down to help the girl. Yun Qian ran over quickly, helped Yun Mu up and looked up and down.

"Mom, did you fall somewhere?"

"Who are you? Can't you watch the road when you are walking? You can bump into me in such a big place." The girl rubbed her elbow where she fell, her tone was not good.

Yun Mu's subconscious reaction was to bend down to apologize to the girl, but Yun Qian stopped her before she could bend down.

"Miss, let's figure it out first before we blame you. You didn't look at the road when you were talking, which caused you to hit my mother."

Yun Qian spoke politely and had a polite smile on her face.

It is said that you should not hit someone with a smiling face. The girl knew her problem, but her pampered temper that she had been pampered for many years and others allowed her to do so made her unable to say anything.

"My mother is old and can't stand bumps and bumps. Although my mother didn't fall particularly hard, does the young lady also need to apologize to my mother?"

Yunmu secretly held Yunqian's hand, indicating that she was fine and there was no need to apologize.

Yun Qian is not the type to take advantage of others, she is extremely protective of her shortcomings.

The girl was intimidated by Yun Qian's momentum and hesitated for a while before reluctantly saying, "I'm sorry."

Only then did Xiao Ying smile and act as peacemaker, "Since everyone has apologized, this matter is over. After all, peace makes money."

Yun Qian glanced at Xiao Ying lightly, lowered her head and spoke to Yun Mu: "Let's go aside and pick out the ingredients."

"Eh, good."

Yun Yu doesn't like materials that are too brightly colored, but she likes to see Yun Qian wearing brightly colored clothes.

Her daughter is generous and bright, so she should wear beautiful clothes.

"You go and measure it, and Mom will buy you clothes." Yunmu pushed Yun Qian's hand.

Yun Qian was looking at the fabric seriously, and was dumbfounded by this gentle push: "I just bought clothes a few days ago, no need."

The place where the two selected fabrics faced the glass display window of the store, and they could see the scenery of the street when they looked up.

There was a commotion on the street, and the people walking on the roadside were evacuated by soldiers. The street that was still bustling before Yun Qian entered the store was now as deserted as a deserted street.

Realizing something was wrong, Yun Qian quickly protected Yun Yu and crouched down, hiding under the strong wooden platform.

The next second, the bullet shattered the glass display window of the store. An entire side of the glass was broken in an instant, and glass fragments were spread all over the floor.

The fierce gunfire from outside came through clearly, and everyone in the store was so frightened that they squatted in the corner with their heads in their hands.

The continuous gunshots continued for a long time. When the gunfire finally stopped, Yun Qian boldly poked out a pair of eyes to look outside.

Seeing Wen Jin and a tall man pointing guns at each other from a distance, the atmosphere was tense.

Wen Jin's gun-raising hand was closer to Yun Qian's right hand. This action made it easier to show off his superior proportions, with wide shoulders and long legs.

He was wearing a military hat, and the emotions in his black eyes under the brim were unpredictable.

The two men seemed to be talking, but Yun Qian couldn't hear clearly.

Later, Yun Qian saw a smile on Wen Jin's face that she had never seen before, but the smile was a bit cold and not a smile from the heart.

"boom---"

There was a gunshot, and two people's bullets were fired at the same time.

Yun Qian's pupils narrowed tightly, and he stood up uncontrollably.

A few seconds later, the man opposite Wen Jin suddenly fell down with a blood hole between his eyebrows.

Wen Jin used the reaction speed he had learned through years of hard training and tilted his head to avoid the shot, but his cold white face was blown away by the fierce wind caused by the bullet flying past.

He drooped his delicate eyebrows and nonchalantly wiped the blood stains on his face with his left index finger.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a person standing not far away. The man who had just faced the gun without changing his expression now showed an expression that resembled a daze.

Yun Qian pursed her lips, slowly raised her steps and walked towards Wen Jin, then gradually quickened her pace, and finally almost ran into Wen Jin's arms.

Even if she's wearing high heels.

The woman fluttered into his arms with a sweet fragrance like a butterfly. When Wen Jin was stunned, her hands had already tightly caught her.

Yun Qian buried herself in Wen Jin's arms without raising her head, and Wen Jin didn't urge her.

He just pursed his lips and hugged the person a little tighter.