Chapter 1031 Coincidence
Mu Beiting bent his lips and carried the bag for her after paying.
Su Xiangwan was really taken aback, and started looking around to pick out clothes for him.
The clerk saw that the two had an extraordinary bearing, and they were extremely enthusiastic.
Su Xiangwan picked out two suits for him. After all, suits were what he usually wore the most.
After buying it, Su Xiangwan took another set of parent-child outfits. It was a red hoodie, black casual pants, and an iconic doll on the chest. It was too cute.
"Our family focuses on parent-child series. Which one do you like, I can introduce it to you."
Su Xiangwan lowered the brim of his hat and just smiled at the salesman.
The salesperson thought she looked familiar, but she didn't recognize her because of the oversized sunglasses on her face.
Su Xiangwan looked around and said to Mu Beiting in a low voice, "They seem to be a bit big, and I don't think they can be worn every year."
This store really focuses on parent-child clothing, but the youngest children's clothes are about two or three years old. Every year is less than one year old now, which is indeed a bit older.
Su Xiangwan was struggling, but Mu Beiting said bluntly: "If you like it, buy it first, he will grow until then."
Su Xiangwan thought about it for a while and thought it was the same, and immediately picked out the red pattern printed outside, and a set of very tender and light pink to go back.
Carrying the bag, Su Xiangwan was in an indescribably good mood when he thought of a family of three wearing clothes and standing together.
Mu Beiting bought her a lot of things, and seeing that she was a little tired, he took her upstairs to find a place to rest.
Su Xiangwan started to choose a teahouse, but there was no place for the teahouse.
I simply picked a coffee shop.
The light in the coffee shop was dim, and the two of them picked a corner so that they wouldn't worry about being discovered.
But what Su Xiangwan didn't expect was that when he sat down, he heard a familiar voice from the booth diagonally opposite.
"This is the divorce agreement and property disposal, just read it and sign it."
The voice is very gentle, not indifferent, even when talking about divorce, it is very peaceful and calm.
Song Ziming?
Divorce, that means Li Qingqing is here too?
In the morning, she was thinking that if something like this happened, the Song family might not be able to keep Li Qingqing, but she never thought about turning around and ran into the scene of their divorce.
But having said that, Song Ziming didn't mind the dim light, so he went to this kind of place to talk about divorce.
Did Li Qingqing see the agreement clearly? Could it be that he is planning something again?
But this time, Su Xiangwan actually wronged Song Ziming. The reason why Song Ziming made an appointment here was because his company happened to be nearby.
Coupled with the fact that Li Qingqing is now like a rat crossing the street that everyone shouts and beats, he will naturally not show off and choose a more private place.
I thought about making an appointment for a private room in a coffee shop, but the consumption in places like World Trade Center is very high, and the restaurants are also high-grade, so it usually takes about a week in advance to make an appointment for a private room.
Although he had been thinking about divorcing Li Qingqing before, he never had much reason to do so.
He didn't expect her to cause trouble so soon, he didn't want to wait a minute, he just wanted to get rid of this woman as soon as possible.
Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Su Xiangwan immediately listened with his ears pricked up.
Even the ordering was done by Mu Beiting.
Li Qingqing was sitting opposite Song Ziming at the moment, with delicate makeup on her face, wearing a black and white checkered dress with a cross-cut waist design, which made her look slender.
It's a pity that Song Ziming was obviously not interested in this, his face was always gentle and gentle, as if he was discussing some unimportant matter with an old friend.