GBP Chapter 135 Even the Emperor himself couldn't do this
Chapter 135 Even the Emperor himself couldn't do this
The store manager's words did not make Song Beiyou raise her head; she continued to elegantly peruse the magazine, completely absorbed.
The fingernails scratched across the magazine pages, making a rustling sound.
What remained for them was a cold and indifferent profile.
Store manager, "..."
What to do? She had just inquired and found out that the young lady next to Yang Meimei was the daughter of the Mu family.
Her maternal uncle was Zongzheng Qi, a true socialite whom she couldn't afford to offend.
But the young lady on the sofa showed no sign of leaving.
Yang Meimei and Mu Niannian, "..."
The two exchanged a glance, and Yang Meimei, eager to curry favor with Mu Niannian, stepped forward first, "Miss, do you not understand what the manager is saying, or are you hard of hearing?"
They're clearing out their shop.
Please take your friend who is trying on clothes and leave immediately.
Song Beiyou remained calm and composed, engrossed in reading the magazine in his hand.
The store manager, who dared not offend Mu Niannian, and Yang Meimei, who wanted to flatter Mu Niannian, were both speechless.
Mu Niannian always paid attention to her image when she was out, so she stood there without saying a word, waiting for the store manager and Yang Meimei to handle the situation.
I was just cursing in my heart that this person was either an idiot or deaf, otherwise they wouldn't have remained unmoved even after I emphasized it twice.
Despite being deaf, this person has a rather elegant profile; I wonder what their full face looks like.
"Deaf" Song Beiyou turned another page of the magazine in front of them, completely unaffected.
Instantly, Yang Meimei's spoiled princess temper flared up, and she walked straight up to Song Beiyou, reaching out to snatch the magazine from her hand.
Song Beiyou wasn't deaf; he simply didn't want to deal with people who barked and howled indiscriminately.
At this moment, this person barking and howling is about to bite her like a rabid dog, so how could she possibly continue to sit quietly without fighting back?
Immediately, just as Yang Meimei's exquisitely manicured hand was about to touch the magazine in her hand, she was given a chilling glare.
Immediately afterwards, he rolled up the magazine he was reading and slammed it hard against the back of Yang Meimei's outstretched hand.
Instantly, Yang Meimei screamed in pain.
The store manager and Mu Niannian rushed forward.
Mu Niannian, "Meimei, are you alright?"
The store manager thought to herself, "Oh no, this is a VIP customer. What if something happens to her in her store?" She asked, "Miss Yang, are you alright?"
After asking the question, he glared fiercely at Song Beiyou, "Are you out of your mind? Why did you suddenly start hitting someone?"
"Where did this barbaric woman come from?"
Mu Niannian wanted to show concern for Yang Meimei, but when she saw Song Beiyou raise his face, she froze on the spot.
What a captivating face! That was Mu Niannian's first impression of Song Beiyou.
Yes, she's a monster!
She was so beautiful that she wanted to rush forward and strangle her to death.
Like a scourge, it brought her an inexplicable and unprecedented sense of crisis.
Don't know what's going on.
The last person to have this feeling was Mu Qianyun, but Mu Qianyun's sense of crisis was less than one percent of the person in front of him.
So much so that at this moment, a surge of resentment welled up inside her. She stepped forward and said coldly to Song Beiyou, "Apologize to my friend, or leave here immediately, otherwise I will find someone to settle this matter."
Song Beiyou sat on the sofa, looking at the three strange women, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.
With her slender legs crossed, her voice soft and indifferent, she said, "Go ahead and look for them. It would be best to call the police and let the officers settle this for us."
"You..." Mu Niannian felt as if she had punched cotton. "It's wrong of you to hit people."
Song Beiyou grasped the key point of the words, "You're right to kick them out?"
We're open for business, and you're kicking us out while we're trying on clothes? Even the Emperor himself wouldn't do that.
Besides, you're not the Emperor himself.
As he said this, Song Beiyou looked Mu Niannian up and down with disdain.
Yang Meimei's hand pain had subsided somewhat, and now she felt nothing but hostility towards Song Beiyou.
She stood next to Mu Niannian, pointed at Song Beiyou, and said, "Do you know who she is? You're going to die if you offend her."
Song Beiyou didn't want to waste her precious time on disgusting people. "Why should I know who she is?"
childish."
As soon as the words left her lips, she stood up slowly, glanced at them out of the corner of her eye, and prepared to go see why Mu Qianyun was still not ready.
Coincidentally, just as I got up, I saw Mu Qianyun come out of the fitting room, carrying the clothes she had just gone in.
It seems like there's nothing I like.
Yeah, even if you buy something from a store like that, it won't look good on you.
He stepped forward, ready to tell Mu Qianyun that he was going to find Yan Dong, who was queuing at the milk tea shop.
However, before Song Beiyou could get close, someone behind her rushed up to Mu Qianyun and typed, "Sister, what are you doing here?"
Where did you go after your grandfather kicked you out?
You're new to Beijing, so don't just leave with any guy like you used to.
Song Beiyou listened to every word, and seeing Mu Qianyun's uneasy and flustered expression, he could conclude that the woman in front of him was the "green tea" heiress that Yan Dong had described.
No wonder, a cheap Longjing tea smell filled my nostrils.
No matter how this person blocked Mu Qianyun's way, he stepped forward and took her hand, saying, "Let's go, the clothes in this store don't suit you, let's go to another one."
Song Beiyou's hand gave Mu Qianyun an invisible force.
He nodded at her.
Mu Niannian never expected that this enchanting woman was actually in cahoots with Mu Qianyun, and sparks flew in her eyes.
When she was about to do something, she discovered that Yang Meimei and the store manager were one step ahead of her and cleverly arranged for the store's security guards to come and stop her.
"What? You think you can just run away after hitting someone?" Yang Meimei persisted, her nose in the air, "Grab them both and tie them up in front of the shop so that everyone who comes and goes can see."
Let everyone remember what they look like; these two are poor people who only look and never buy.
"Don't let me ruin the clothes in your store by trying them on."
She had just heard Mu Niannian call the woman who came out of the fitting room "sister".
She's just the mute adopted daughter of the Mu family; what money could she possibly have?
There weren't many people coming and going on this floor, but after Yang Meimei shouted like that, quite a few people still poked their heads out.
The security guards stepped forward, ready to capture Song Beiyou and Mu Qianyun with pinpoint accuracy.
Seeing this, Mu Qianyun protectively shielded Song Beiyou behind her.
Unable to speak, but body language reveals their anxiety.
She looked at Song Beiyou with a particularly guilty expression, feeling that all of this was caused by her.
Song Beiyou saw through Mu Qianyun's past status in the Mu family from this one incident alone.
Compassion overflowed at this moment.
Since Mu Qianyun was still thinking of protecting her at this time, Song Beiyou decided to protect Mu Qianyun to the end.