MDMP Chapter 83.1

Not far away is the movie theater in the city center.

As it was about to enter the 1980s, the movie theater also regained its vitality and became a popular place for dating.

The movie theater in the city center was always very lively. You could always see many young men and women, many of whom were dating.

A couple who had just come out of the movie theater were obviously dating. The man was attentive, taking things and buying orange soda.

But when Lin Juan saw this scene, she gritted her teeth.

Because even if that man turned into ashes, she would still recognize him.

Qian Qingshan!

Yes, she should have thought of it earlier! Qian Qingshan was also in Songnan City!

In her previous life, Qian Qingshan was also admitted to a university in Songnan City, but then he met a new love in college and decisively abandoned her.

In this life, Lin Juan was obsessed with getting rich and had been in the army for several years. She had no chance to come to the city, so she forgot about Qian Qingshan’s existence.

Although she hadn’t thought of Qian Qingshan much in the past few years, now that she met him unexpectedly, Lin Juan’s hatred for Qian Qingshan suddenly surged out.

If it weren’t for Qian Qingshan, how could she have ended up so miserably in her previous life?!

Lin Juan still clearly remembered the scene when she went to find Qian Qingshan in her previous life.

Because of the hardships of life, she looked several times older than her peers, while Qian Qingshan looked like he was a dozen years older than her because of his successful career and happy life.

After learning about Lin Juan’s purpose, Qian Qingshan showed disgust in his eyes and threw a few bills at her: “Take it. You and your child, don’t come to see me again in the future.”

At the same time, Qian Qingshan’s new wife just came home. When she saw Lin Juan, she casually asked, “Who is this?”

Qian Qingshan glanced at Lin Juan lightly at that time and said: “An auntie from the countryside who came to borrow money.”

Lin Juan had forgotten how she walked out of Qian Qingshan’s house that day, but the feeling of humiliation was so great that even when she thought about it now, she could hardly control her emotions.

Why should she live so miserably, while Qian Qingshan could have a successful career and a harmonious family?!

In this life, Qian Qingshan will never live a happy life!

Lin Juan stared at Qian Qingshan’s figure, clenched her fists, and swore in her heart.

At the entrance of the cinema, Qian Qingshan felt a sudden chill on his back as if he was being stared at by some cold-blooded animal.

He looked back in confusion, but there was no one in sight.

It must be an illusion!

Qian Qingshan comforted himself and walked into the department store while talking to the woman next to him.

The woman in front of him was called Lai Xiaolan, a junior from the same university as Qian Qingshan.

Lai Xiaolan was not tall and her appearance was average, but from Qian Qingshan’s mouth, she was more beautiful than a fairy.

At this time, Lai Xiaolan was looking at a printed dress.

Lai Xiaolan touched the fabric of the dress with her hand and asked the man next to her: “Qingshan, what do you think of this skirt?”

After Qian Qingshan took a look at the skirt, his eyes fell on Lai Xiaolan’s face again, and he said affectionately: “Xiaolan, this dress is good, but compared with you, it is much inferior.”

“Hate!” Lai Xiaolan blushed and glared at Qian Qingshan shyly.

“I’m just telling the truth.” Qian Qingshan continued to say affectionately.

“I don’t want to pay attention to you!” Lai Xiaolan stamped her feet.

The salesperson next to them: “…”

Help, why should her eyes suffer like this!

The two people flirted for a while in front of the salesperson. Just when the salesperson was struggling with whether to kick them out, they finally remembered to pay the bill.

“Since Qingshan also thinks this skirt is good, I will buy it.” Lai Xiaolan said.

“How can I let a lady pay? I’ll give you this skirt!” Qian Qingshan said quickly.

Then, he handed the skirt to the salesperson, “Comrade, we want this one. Please help us pack it up. How much is it?”

The salesperson said expressionlessly while packing: “Fifteen yuan plus three cloth tickets.”

Qian Qingshan’s hands trembled when he heard this number. He didn’t expect that such a tattered skirt would be so expensive!

 

 

 

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