Chapter 131 I have something for you
Chapter 131 I have something for you
On weekends, Huafeng Shopping Center is probably the busiest place in the city. There is a fresh fruit tea shop on the fourth floor of the shopping mall. The business is booming. Facia intentionally arrived half an hour early and queued up. She waited for nearly 10 minutes before entering the shop.
After ordering, she sat down at the seat and took out a small mirror to touch up her makeup. For today's date, she deliberately chose a daily dress and put on delicate makeup with the most expensive cosmetics. After finishing the lipstick, she twisted the lipstick cap, rolled her eyes and counted, and calculated that her face today is worth a lot.
Her little skirt caught the attention of the girl at the next table. The girl asked her where she bought the skirt, it was very beautiful, and asked her for a link.
She patted her chest proudly and said, "I designed it myself."
The girls applauded in amazement.
She continued to show off: "My brother-in-law said that he would introduce me to a designer and hold a special catwalk for me."
The girl was very envious: "It's amazing, is your brother-in-law also a designer?"
Facia shook her hand pretentiously: "He is in business, and he has an office building on Wangjing Street."
Girl: "Wow, your sister is also amazing, what does she do?"
Facia put her face in her hands and said with a smile, "He's doing scientific research."
Ye Chuyang found her a good brother-in-law, and Facia moved to sit opposite the two girls when she had something to talk to, and chatted with them. Time passed quickly during the chat, and nearly an hour passed before she knew it. Hour.
Facia suddenly remembered that she was still waiting for someone, so she quickly looked at her watch. It was past three o'clock at noon, and 10 minutes had passed since the meeting time agreed with Zhao Ming.
The girl asked: "Are you waiting for someone?"
Facia was a little upset: "I was waiting for a handsome guy, but he was late."
Zhao Ming was late, which made her feel very bad, and discounted his good impression.She wanted to call Zhao Ming to ask the reason, but no one answered the phone. She was not reconciled, so she called again, but no one answered.
She threw down her phone angrily, and said, "He won't let me go."
The girl relieved her: "Maybe there is a traffic jam on the road, and it is inconvenient to answer the phone while driving, so wait a little longer."
Facia calmed down for the time being, ordered a cup of milk tea and continued to wait. Another half an hour passed, and Zhao Ming was an hour late and still had no news.The two girls even made an appointment with a friend, said goodbye to her and left the fruit tea shop.
As soon as the chat partner left, Facia couldn't sit still. She called Zhao Ming for the last time, and made up her mind that if Zhao Ming still didn't answer, she would go back.The result was very chilling for her, Zhao Ming still didn't answer the phone, she paid the bill angrily and unwillingly, she picked up her bag and was about to leave, when she saw a tall man rushing in rashly at the door of the store.
Facia looked at him and was stunned. In her impression, Zhao Ming was a very handsome man. Even though the clothes were not as superior as Ye Chuyang, he was well dressed, but at this time Zhao Ming was dressed very sloppily. , a dark blue short-sleeved plaid shirt, a pair of greasy yellow slacks, the trousers are wrinkled as if they have just been washed.
He looked around in the shop, saw Facia by the window, went straight over and sat down opposite Facia with a plop.His face was very disturbed, and he looked around ghostly after sitting down, as if someone was following him.
Facia found that he had lost a lot of weight, his eye sockets were sunken, his face was gray and haggard, and his chin was covered with messy stubble. The energetic spirit he had when we met last time was gone, and he seemed like a different person.
Facia stammered, "Doctor Zhao, you, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Ming looked at Facia in a daze, his eyes were empty, as if he didn't know who Facia was, or he couldn't see Facia.He looked at Facia for a while, then suddenly took a few swigs of the milk tea in front of Facia and said, "I, my one, overslept, I'm sorry."
Facia silently grabbed her bag and said, "It's okay, what do you want to drink?"
Zhao Ming was distracted again, with a dumb face, the straw still stuck to his chapped lower lip.
Facia felt that he was very strange, not the Zhao Ming she knew at all, and she was very afraid of this man in front of her.
She coughed and said, "Doctor Zhao, are you feeling unwell? How about I accompany you to the hospital?"
Before the words were finished, a child rushed into the store, running and screaming, and bumped into a waitress. The tray in the waitress' hand came off, and several cups fell to the ground one after another, making a crackling sound.
Zhao Ming was startled by the noise, turned his head to stare at the waitress, grabbed the milk tea cup and threw it at the waitress.
The milk tea cup hit the waiter's head, and the waiter's head was smashed.
There was an uproar in the store, and the diners looked at Zhao Ming and Facia in horror.
Facia was also stunned, subconsciously pressed the bag to her chest, and looked at Zhao Ming in fear.
A male waiter walked towards Zhao Ming angrily: "Why did you hit someone? I called the police, don't leave!"
When Zhao Ming heard the word 'call the police', he seemed to be frightened, so he picked up a chair and threw it at him, knocking him to the ground.
Facia stopped breathing. She couldn't believe that the lunatic who kept hurting people in front of her was Zhao Ming.She wanted to stay away from him, but just as she got up, Zhao Ming suddenly grabbed her arm: "Don't go, don't go."
Facia was trembling all over, struggling hard: "Let me go!"
The male customer in the store stepped forward and pulled Zhao Ming, telling him to let go of Facia. Facia took the opportunity to break away from Zhao Ming's hand, and rushed out with her bag in her arms.
She had only run a few steps when Zhao Ming's roar sounded behind her: "Stop!"
Facia clutched her left arm, which was about to be dislocated by him, and ran desperately, but her speed was not as fast as that of an adult man, and she was quickly caught by Zhao Ming, who strangled her neck with his arms from behind: "Don't you!" Let's go, I have something to tell you, I have something for you."
Facia was terrified, she just trembled and dared not speak.
Zhao Ming alarmed the security guards in the shopping mall. Three or five security guards came out of the elevator and walked towards Zhao Ming yelling.
"Hey, let go of the girls!"
Zhao Ming pulled Facia back and yelled at the security guard, "Don't come over!"
Facia's neck was strangled by Zhao Ming, her face gradually turned pale, and she was held back by Zhao Ming step by step.
Zhao Ming is like a lone wolf frightened by the crowd. The fear in his eyes is no less than that of Facia, even more fearful than Facia, because his fear comes from the crowd, and the pedestrians around are all his imaginary enemies.
An experienced old security guard shouted: "Young man, don't get excited, let this girl go first, she is almost out of breath."
Zhao Ming ignored him, panting and whispered in Facia's ear: "Listen to me, I'll give you something, you give it to your brother, do you hear me?"
Facia couldn't speak, but nodded.
Zhao Ming reached into his pocket to fumble, but the security guards thought he was about to draw out a weapon, and approached him one by one, shouting loudly.
Zhao Ming took out a palm-length dagger from his pocket, pointed at the security guard, "Don't come over!"
Facia was dragged back by him, looking almost desperately at the approaching security guards, her eyes drifted away, and she saw a familiar face in the crowd - she looked at that person in astonishment, it was a young The man was tall and thin, dressed in black, wearing a mask, and the brim of his hat was pressed down very low. Under the brim of the hat, a pair of dark eyes were staring at her indifferently.
She had seen him on Ye Chuyang's computer, his name was Xue Wenqiao.
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