Xia Xingchen didn't want to prepare any gifts for him, but she went to the mall unconsciously in the afternoon.
This is the largest luxury goods mall in the capital, and every brand in it is top-notch in the world. After thinking about it, she could only buy Bai Yeqing a shirt as a gift.
In fact, he hardly wears clothes of these brands. Everything from tie clips and buttons to clothes and pants is made by his personal designer. But she can't afford such clothes. Even if she wants to buy them, his personal designer won't serve her.
Xia Xingchen was walking alone in the mall when her cell phone rang. She looked at the screen and saw that it was Xu Yan calling.
"Hello."
"Today, I happen to have a work trip to Beisiyuan Hospital. Do you want to go see your dad?" Xu Yan asked.
"Can we go in now?"
"The patient's condition is relatively stable now. I'm going in with a leader. When the time comes, it shouldn't be a problem for you to stay in the monitoring room for a while."
"Okay, I just happen to have nothing to do right now." Xia Xingchen glanced at the time. Although she had a date with Bai Yeqing in the evening, it was only a little after 4 o'clock, so it was still early. It would be a good thing to be able to go to the hospital to see her father.
"Where are you? I'm coming to pick you up."
Xia Xingchen did not shirk and directly told him the address. This place was very close to the Presidential Office and on the way to Bei Siyuan, so it would not waste each other's time.
After hanging up the phone, she went into one of the stores. Most of the shirts there were black and white, simple and elegant in style, but the fabrics were very comfortable.
She immediately caught her eye on a black one. The price on the tag was quite high, equivalent to several months' salary for her.
I took the clothes in my hands and was about to ask the waiter to pack them when I suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from outside.
"It's so hard to ask you out once. This is the first time we've met since we returned to China!"
It turned out to be Xia Xingkong.
Xia Xingchen subconsciously looked up and saw her coming in arm in arm with a girl.
And that girl was actually...
"I have a lot of friends to meet when I come back, so I'm quite busy." The one who came back to Xia Xingkong was Song Weiyi.
Xia Xingchen was quite surprised. She didn't expect Xia Xingkong and Song Weiyi to know each other. This world is really small!
She didn't look at it any more, and took the clothes and let the waiter take her to pay the bill. Xia Xingkong had sharp eyes, and he could tell it was her from the back, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.
It's true that we meet everywhere!
Moreover, she happened to be with Song Weiyi.
"Weiyi, let's go into this store and take a look. Aren't you looking for a birthday present for your boyfriend?"
"What's so good about this kind of store? My boyfriend doesn't wear this brand of clothes at all." Song Weiyi glanced at them with disdain. They all wore high-end custom-made clothes, and even if they were famous brands, they were made and modified from clothes in museums before they wore them to avoid wearing the same clothes as others.
Xia Xingchen heard what Song Weiyi said inside, and knew that the "boyfriend" she was referring to must be Bai Yeqing. Suddenly, she felt that her behavior of picking a shirt for him was stupid and ridiculous.
"Forget it, miss, I don't want this dress anymore."
She spoke to the waiter.
"Sister, why don't you want it?" Xia Xingkong came up from behind and interrupted. He took the shirt in his hand and looked at it, checking the size. "You didn't buy this shirt for your boyfriend who's having a birthday today, did you?"
Song Weiyi didn't want to see this store at first, but when he turned around, he saw Xia Xingchen.
At first glance, I felt that she looked familiar, and at second glance, I suddenly remembered that she was the woman I had seen in the Presidential Palace.
"Xia Xingkong, who is she to you?"
"She..." Xia Xingkong smiled, walked over, and held Xia Xingchen's hand affectionately, "She is my sister. The key is, do you know where she lives now?"
Xia Xingchen frowned, pushed her hand away with a cold face, and glanced at Song Weiyi indifferently. It seemed that Bai Yeqing was in trouble. However, what did it have to do with her
Anyway, he let her live in the Presidential Palace. She was not afraid of Song Weiyi.
She had an inexplicable resentment towards Bai Yeqing, so she felt like giving up, and was not afraid that Xia Xingkong would expose her in front of Song Weiyi.
"I know where she lives. Isn't it the Presidential Palace?" Song Weiyi glanced at Xia Xingchen.
Xia Xingkong was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, "You know?"
"I've seen her in the Presidential Palace." Song Weiyi didn't care. Xia Xingkong looked at Song Weiyi twice. She knew the relationship between Xia Xingchen and the president, so how could she be so calm? This was really not her usual personality!
"This shirt is pretty nice, let me see it." Song Weiyi had no idea what Xia Xingkong was thinking at the moment, and her attention was immediately drawn to the shirt in her hand. She looked at it carefully, "Anyway, the gift I ordered won't arrive today, so I might as well buy him a shirt first. Xia Xingkong, what do you think of this one?"
"It looks great. It's the perfect gift for your boyfriend. But my sister liked this dress first."
"So what if she likes it? Can she afford it?" Song Weiyi said tauntingly. Before Xia Xingchen could say anything, she turned around and said to the waiter, "How many pieces of this kind of clothes do you have in your store? I want them all. Only this one will be left. Destroy the rest."
“…” What a big tone.
Xia Xingchen just found it ridiculous.
"This dress is a limited edition. There is only one left in our store," explained the waiter.
Xia Xingchen didn't want it at first, but immediately handed the card to the other party, "Please pay for me, I want this dress."
"Okay, miss." The waiter just took the card. It made no difference to her who paid.
"Xia Xingchen, what do you mean?" Song Weiyi's face fell.
She replied calmly: "I can afford it, and I like it, so I bought it - that's what I mean."
"I won't let you sell it to her!" Song Weiyi looked at the waitress coldly, with a bit of the arrogance and arrogance of a rich girl, "I'll pay ten times the price, give me this dress!"
The other party was a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, miss. Our store has a rule that we cannot charge customers extra money without permission. We can only charge you the price of this dress."
"Sister, if you ask me, you shouldn't be obsessed with this dress. This dress is meant to suit Weiyi. If you buy it reluctantly, I'm afraid you're overestimating your own means and it will be embarrassing if something goes wrong."
Xia Xingkong's words were meaningful, and Xia Xingchen understood them. She glanced at her coldly, "I'm not sure if I'll make a fool of myself, but I think you've become a joke now. You finally got back to work, but you feel too tired now. Do you want to take a rest?"
"…" This was a naked threat. Xia Xing turned pale with anger.
Song Weiyi didn't understand what the two sisters were talking about, so he impatiently urged the waiter, "What are you still standing here for? Go pack my clothes for me!"