Chapter 1191 - 1163: Insulting Without Swearing

Chapter 1191: Chapter 1163: Insulting Without Swearing

Qian often heard the phrase, "You look like your mother."

This idea had always existed in her heart, so when she heard Mu Xiaofeng say this today, she was surprised to ask.

"I’ve studied sketching and have done a lot of research on human skeletons. You don’t resemble her much, but your brother does more so, perhaps you’re more like your father."

Mu Xiaofeng explained.

Qian’s mind conjured up Chen Lin’s hideous and seedy face, inexplicable chills; how could she resemble that man?

"By the way, my family doctor is coming soon to give my father a check-up, do you want him to look at your brother’s leg while he’s at it? He’s quite well-versed in orthopedics." Mu Xiaofeng asked.

Qian snapped back to reality, pretending to be very happy, "Is it convenient?"

"Of course, a matter of lifting a finger."

"Then I’ll trouble you, Mrs. Mu."

Mu Xiaofeng went inside to make a phone call, and less than 10 minutes later the doctor arrived. Xiaolong was sitting there, perfectly still, playing games, despite hearing everything around him, he didn’t dare act abnormally.

"His leg has suffered trauma, it seems to have been some time ago, I can prescribe some medication to help him recover." The doctor concluded, and Mu Xiaofeng was completely reassured.

Since it’s been injured for some time, he couldn’t be an undercover agent sent from that side, coupled with the photo Qian showed, Mu Xiaofeng was finally assured of Qian and her brother.

Leaving the Mu Family, Xiaolong exhaled deeply, although he just played a dumb teenager addicted to online games, he could still sense the undercurrents between his sister and that woman; in just one hour, there was danger lurking all around, yet his sister dealt with it so skillfully, Xiaolong couldn’t help but admire her.

"Sis, aren’t you afraid?"

"Afraid of what? Aren’t people just four limbs attached to a head? At most, it’s just a heart and thoughts that differ, your sister specializes in studying human nature, regardless of her background, once summarized in my notebook, it’s just a few character assessments."

Dominance! Xiaolong admired her immensely.

"Sis, why aren’t we going home?" Xiaolong noticed Qian driving in a direction that wasn’t towards home.

"To buy clothes."

Qian took him to the largest shopping mall in Lishi, heading directly to the most expensive men’s clothing counter inside.

"Find his size," Qian said to the salesperson.

"Okay, please wait."

"Sis, my brother-in-law and I aren’t the same size, right?" Xiaolong was a bit shorter but a bit chubbier than Yu Minglang.

"Just try it, why so much nonsense?"

Qian just noticed that her brother’s sleeve was a bit frayed, thinking of getting him new clothes, now that Xiaolong was in her sight, naturally she had to pick the best.

"No need... I don’t even have occasions to wear this, it’s quite expensive."

"Hurry up and try!" Qian kicked him, and Xiaolong limped into the fitting room with his crutch.

Just after entering for less than 2 minutes, there was a loud crash from inside, followed by Xiaolong’s pain-filled voice; he must have clumsily fallen.

Qian rolled her eyes, he’s hopeless!

"Is there a male salesperson? Get one in to help him try." Qian asked the shop assistant.

"The guys from our store are downstairs shifting stock, could you wait a bit?"

"Alright." Qian wandered around the store, the salesperson, afraid Qian might leave, tried hard to find topics to chat about.

"Sis, when you first came in, I thought you were a couple; later I heard you were siblings when the gentleman called you sister, there are not many who care for their siblings like this nowadays."

"Oh? Don’t we look alike?" Qian thought of Mu Xiaofeng’s words and casually asked.

"Not really alike, but you’re beautiful and your brother is dashing; just envy those like you with good genes." The salesperson tried hard with compliments, though indeed, Qian and Xiaolong have striking features.

A person’s mindset is closely related to the attitudes of those around her; when Qian was young, going out with her mother, people would always compliment her by saying she looked like her mother and was pretty; grown up and away from home, hearing people say she didn’t resemble her mother was quite a fresh perspective, planting a small seed in Qian’s heart.

This brand’s men’s clothing in the mall is quite expensive, so it has a separate storefront, with lavish decorations indicating the brand’s high-end nature.

Suddenly, Qian stopped at a spot.

In this display case, the season’s new products were displayed, including men’s belts and glasses, but what attracted Qian was a wooden ashtray inside.

"Is this also for sale?" Qian found the pattern on the ashtray familiar, remembered it!

This was the pattern on the mysterious wood box in Mu Xiaofeng’s study.

"Ah, sorry lady, this is a non-sale item used for showcasing other products..." The salesperson apologized.

At that moment, the shop’s male clerk returned, and the female salesperson directed him to help Xiaolong with the fitting.

"I really like this, could you ask your boss if it’s possible to sell it to me?"

"Well — Please wait a moment." The female clerk asked Qian to wait, picked up the phone, and went to the warehouse to make a call.

Since it wasn’t a peak sales period, the shop took the time to restock, the male clerk placed boxes that hadn’t been unpacked yet on the floor, Qian wandered over to the boxes, surprisingly noticed a wooden sculpture similar to the ashtray; carved in a serpentine shape, with a menacing expression, yet carrying the same pattern as the ashtray!

"Ma’am, our boss said if you really like this ashtray brought from abroad, we can sell it to you, but since it didn’t go through the store’s accounting, you’ll need to pay cash, is that okay?" The female clerk finished the call and came out.

"Yes, is this sculpture also available for sale? I’m quite interested." Qian picked up the snake, "I’m just lacking a jewelry stand, this looks quite special."

"Sure, I’ll ask the boss about the price."

"By the way, I have a habit of collecting things, could I ask where this is from?"

"Alright, please wait a moment."

The clerk returned shortly, and reported a price to Qian.

Xiaolong came out of the fitting room, upon hearing the price, he clicked his tongue.

"Sis, these two pieces of wood cost my two months’ salary, why not skip buying them, can I carve one from wood for you?"

Qian gave him a sharp look, "Get out of here, you have no sense of aesthetics!"

In the evening, Yu Minglang returned home, saw his wife sitting on the sofa fiddling with the ashtray and the carved snake, and Xiaoqiang made a comment.

"Xiaolong did a good job, this carving skill is almost at the level of when I did woodwork in elementary school."

Insulting without swearing, Xiaoqiang thought it was a handicraft by Xiaolong when idle.

"What do you mean, this was bought by my sister for over 1000." Xiaolong also didn’t understand why his sister spent so much on these things.