The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

The woman ignored her question and suddenly said, "Are you short of money?"

"what did you say?"

An Jing tilted her head, something was wandering in her calm eyes.It's not that she has never encountered such a conversation at the beginning.

There are middle-aged men with big bellies, well-dressed young gentlemen, and even successful businesswomen who look slender and elegant on the surface. Although An Jing is only a trainee who has not debuted, her experience in this area But not lacking at all.

She doesn't like to talk and doesn't have much expression, but there are people who like it. The boss thought that the waiter's appearance could bring benefits to the store's business, so he paid a salary that was [-]% higher than other places to stay. Go down to Anjing.

As the boss expected, there will indeed be some people who are not interested in coffee and often come to the store for An Jing.

An Jing is so used to it that she can draw out the steps for the behavior of this group of people.

In the first stage, the other party will often come to the store to buy coffee to create an opportunity to chat with him, and ask some basic information about his parents.

The woman in front of her meets the first half of the conditions, but she doesn't communicate with herself frequently, perhaps because her personality is relatively reserved.

In the second stage, after becoming a regular customer in the store, the other party will have further development ideas and implement actions, throwing an olive branch to An Jing.

For the time being, the woman's phrase "Are you short of money" can be understood as this olive branch.

Then they will put their business cards on the ground, or "gifts" to prove their identity and financial resources.

An Jing's expression turned cold, watching the woman's every move, and as expected, she found that she took out her wallet from her pocket, and took out a business card-shaped item with two fingers.

The third stage is that, no matter whether the other party is a human or a ghost, An Jing's answer is only a firm rejection.

She didn't think that she would be so pathetic that she would do this kind of thing to make ends meet.

"Excuse me……"

Before the words of refusal were spoken, and the other party's business card and self-introduction were not given in time, An Jing's gaze was taken away by the figure at the door.

When the glass door is opened or closed, the bell hanging above will make a crisp clanging sound, so that the staff can be aware of the arrival of the guests.

At this time, there was a girl about one meter tall standing at the door. Her short hair, which should have been fluffy, was caught in a mess, and there were a few black marks on her fair face, the most conspicuous being a black and red spot on her forehead. Seeing the wound, An Jing frowned.

"Anyang! What's going on." Seeing her younger sister who went out in the morning turned into this, An Jing's tone inevitably became anxious, "Come here quickly."

An Yang, who seldom saw his sister angry, immediately lowered his shoulders and moved in her direction with small steps, "I'm sorry... sister, I didn't mean it."

Little Lolita's unaltered voice is soft and waxy, and the effect of recognizing mistakes is doubled, but An Jing doesn't like her.

Kneeling down and putting her hands on An Yang's shoulders, An Jing looked at her, "Is someone bullying you again?"

What she said was not a question sentence, but her tone was [-]% certain. This was not the first time such a thing had happened.

"No, no, sister, don't worry." Little Lolita was very sensible, not only quickly comforted her, but also stretched out her thin arms around An Jing's neck and patted her, "It was An Yang who accidentally fell on his forehead. The fall was hit by a pebble."

Anyang's lie was nothing new, Anjing closed her eyes, it's still working time, she can't delay too long in private matters, adjusted her emotions, put away her anger, and wiped off Anyang's face with a wet tissue Hei Yinzi said, "Find a seat and sit down first, my sister will get off work later."

An Yang blinked, and gave An Jing a big smile, with two round dimples on his cheeks, "Hmm!"

She didn't forget to clean up the blood on her hands before going back to the front desk, but when An Jing looked up again, she found that the woman who was standing in front of her like a pillar just now had disappeared, and even the cup on the table was covered with her own blood. The coffee was also missing.

It's quite acquainted.

An Jing can only hope that this sharp-eyed customer can understand her refusal, and that she won't repeat the "are you short of money" drama in the coffee shop in the future.

After finally making it to the end of get off work time, An Jing rubbed her sore waist, tidied up her things neatly, patted An Yang who was sitting on a corner table doing homework, and walked out of the store.

An Yang raised her clean face to pay attention to An Jing's expression, she was different from others, even if An Jing put on the same expression from beginning to end, she could still sensitively distinguish the changes in her emotions.

Hmm... My sister is a little angry now.

In order to prevent An Jing from asking her about the origin of the injury on her forehead again, An Yang quickly started a topic.

"Sister, a beautiful aunt asked me to pass it to you just now, saying that if you have any difficulties, you can go to her."

"Pretty aunt?" An Jing began to screen candidates in her mind.

"Her hair is like this." An Yang gestured on the side of his face with his palm, "The eyes are a bit golden in the sun, but they look almost light brown when the light is covered by the hair."

I don't know if Anyang inherited his mother's talent as a painter, and when expressing colors, he is much clearer than ordinary children.

But thanks to this description, An Jing managed to sort out who this "beautiful aunt" was in her mind.