One child with six treasures, Mommy ran away again

Chapter 672 An Unforgettable Birthday Gift

Chapter 674 An Unforgettable Birthday Gift

"Of course I have money, but I don't want to run into trouble with a defeated subordinate."

The atmosphere between the two became more and more tense, and the clerk was at a loss.

"Ai Qingtian, if we fight again, we don't know who the loser will be!"

Wang Qianqi's words seemed to come out from between her teeth, she didn't know what she thought of, and her face twisted slightly with hatred.

"Why don't we try? If Miss Wang doesn't mind suffering again."

Ai Qingtian paused for a moment, then said thoughtfully: "I heard that the Wang family has not developed very well during this period of time, and many cooperations have failed for no reason. Why is Ms. Wang still thinking about shopping here?"

Hearing this sentence, Wang Qian's face was full of ferocity.

Since what happened last time, those small families have boldly cooperated to isolate the Wang family!

At any rate, she is a famous family in city B, and it is a dreadful force to cooperate with. She offended those people thoroughly at once. After returning home, she was beaten by her father and locked up. It's still not complete yet!
And all of this was given by Ai Qingtian, how could she not hate it!
"You are still in the mood to go shopping after being kicked out of the family, so how can I not be in the mood to go shopping!"

Ai Qingtian smiled instead of anger: "Then Ms. Wang has a really big heart."

Her words were calm and calm, which made Wang Qianqi feel like punching the cotton without any effect, and she was very aggrieved.

"Ai Qingtian, you won't be able to be proud for long. I heard that the two sisters of the Fan family are looking for a chance to mess with you now! Even with the protection of Bai Jisui, how long can you escape?"

Strong cruelty burst out from Wang Qianqi's eyes, Ai Qingtian grabbed the skirt from her hand forcefully, Wang Qianqi was unprepared, and the skirt slipped away from her hand, her eyes widened suddenly, and she was out of breath.

"Ai Qingtian, give me the skirt!"

She opened her mouth in an orderly tone, Ai Qingtian ignored her and just threw the skirt to the clerk.

"wrap up."

The clerk took the skirt with a dazed expression, and was about to wrap it in a bag when Wang Qianqi roared, "No bag!"

Her eyes were scarlet, and the hideous look made the clerk's face turn pale for a moment, and the movements of his hands stopped.

"Wrap it up and leave her alone."

Ai Qingtian's voice was faint, but very strong.

After hearing this, the clerk picked up the bag and started to pack it. Wang Qianqi ran forward and snatched the bag away as if stimulated, and stomped on the ground hard.

"I said no bags, no bags, are you deaf and didn't hear that!"

She roared hysterically, and said again: "Where's the store manager! Where's your store manager! I want to sue you!"

The clerk almost cried from her fright, and Ai Qingtian's expression darkened instantly. She grabbed Wang Qianqi and threw her against the wall.
"What are you crazy about?"

She clearly felt that Wang Qianqi's spirit was not normal.

Wang Qianqi stared at her stubbornly, just about to struggle but saw Ai Qingtian holding a glass of water brought by the clerk just now, "Do you need me to help you calm down manually?"

Wang Qianqi: "..."

She passively calmed down.

Ai Qingtian saw that although there was still hatred in her eyes, her expression had returned to normal anyway, so she let her go.

On the other side, Ai Meng had already taken the opportunity to pay for the dress. Holding the package of the dress in her hand, she walked over with her head down, her posture twitching, as if she was a little embarrassed.

"what happened?"

Ai Qingtian softened her voice, for fear of scaring her.

She raised her head slightly, her little face blushing.

"Mummy, can you wear this dress on your birthday? This is the dress that Aimeng bought for Mommy."

Ai Qingtian's heart skipped a beat.

her birthday?
That's right, her birthday is approaching, she herself forgot about it, but Ai Meng still remembers it.

She knelt down and gently touched Ai Meng's soft hair: "Did you take me out to buy clothes on purpose today?"

She wondered why Ai Meng didn't buy the clothes she wanted when she saw some clothes just now. It turned out that she was looking for an excuse to bring her to choose clothes.

"Ai Meng originally wanted to choose it by herself, but she was afraid that Mommy would not like it."

Ai Meng muttered softly, a little shy.

She has thought about this matter for a long time, and no matter how big it is, she will continue with it.

Ai Qingtian's heart was so soft that she kissed Ai Meng's little cheek, and hugged her tightly in her arms.

"Thank you."

Thank you God for giving her a baby.

"Ai Qingtian, is your birthday coming soon?"

Wang Qianqi lowered her head, her voice was hoarse, and she seemed a little excited.

Ai Qingtian raised her eyebrows, she was in a good mood and didn't want to bother with her, "Yes, why? You want to give me a birthday present too?"

"Yes, on your birthday, I will definitely give you a big gift that you will never forget!"

She raised her head abruptly and smiled, but the corners of her mouth seemed to be grinning behind her ears, her cold eyes were as creepy as a poisonous snake.

Ai Qingtian's heart trembled slightly, and a chill surged from the bottom of her heart all over her body.

When she was about to say something, Wang Qianqi's expression quickly returned to normal, as if the twisted and lunatic-like person just now was not her.

She just smiled slightly, and this natural smile added a bit of horror to Ai Qingtian's eyes: "Ai Qingtian, on your birthday, you must wear this dress, after all, this is my favorite dress what."

After saying that, she turned and left, Ai Qingtian stared at her back, a bad premonition emerged in her heart, which could not go away for a long time.

"Mommy."

Ai Meng took her hand and pulled her back to God.

She looked down at Ai Meng, smiled, and said, "Is there anything else to buy?"

"Nothing."

Ai Meng shook her head, Ai Qingtian hugged her in her arms, and put a cushion on her: "Then let's go back."

But the matter of going back still failed after all, she received a call from Ai Yutian.

"Ai Qingtian, come here and take all your things away, don't put the garbage you left behind in Ai's house."

After saying this, Ai Yutian hung up the phone, Ai Qingtian thought for a while, and brought Ai Meng back to Ai's house.

Seeing that she was still bringing Ai Meng back, Ai Yutian's expression changed slightly, and she sneered.

"What? You still don't give up? Do you think that relying on Uncle Ai Meng will soften your heart? It's a pity, a pity, uncle and the others are not here."

Ai Yutian's smile is sarcastic.

Ai Qingtian didn't even look at her, she pulled Ai Meng straight to the housekeeper, and asked, "Where are my things?"

"Of course it's in Missy's room."

The eldest lady mentioned by the housekeeper still refers to her.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, even though she was kicked out of Ai's house, the housekeeper still called her by that name.

Something flashed quickly in Ai Qingtian's eyes, she nodded, and took the child back to her room. The strange thing is that Ai Yutian neither was followed nor followed by herself.

(End of this chapter)