Now that she had got the right answer, she started to feel sorry for the fact that she had been
hypnotized. Her sadness was like rising water that washed over her body again and again without a
stop.
Looking at the woman who was engulfed by the great sorrow, the storekeeper couldn't help but comfort
her, "There is really no forgery of these photos. Just let it go. This man is only good-looking, but there's
nothing special about him."
He picked up a photo and looked at it in the light. Suddenly, he squinted and smiled, "I don't know. The
face looks familiar. Maybe it was carved in some face."
Hearing what the young shopkeeper said, Consuela, who was already guilty, suddenly was woken up.
Calmly, she reached out her hand and thanked the young man with a smile. Then she put the money
on the table and left without another word.
In fact, there was no big difference between Richie's face and that of Rachel before. If he was
recognized, she would surely become the prey of Internet mass hunting.
She had already known about the gossip of L City's celebrities. What was more, she seemed to be one
of the serious female friends. There was no need for it to be gossip.
She raised her hand to touch her face. But when she saw the big sunglasses on her face, she calmed
down at once. She thought that it was just a few photos. Nothing serious would happen.
What was more, her face was covered completely, which had a certain confidential effect and raised
the degree of suspicion.
She took a deep breath to calm herself down. When she calmed down and wandered the way she
came to, everything went smoothly in her mind. She didn't show any sign of annoyance any more.
Everyone, including herself, had a history. Let alone a man like Richie. She sighed and shook her
head.
But it was really different to know that he had a past and to accept that he had a past. When she
looked at the photos, she felt very sad.
Perhaps she was really poisoned by the name of Richie, and she didn't know when she would get the
antidote.
She was now in a state of complete depression. Remembering who had sent her those pictures, she
heaved a sigh of relief and became worried again.
What was her plan after showing the photos to her? Laura disliked to live in peace all the time.
Consuela gripped the edge of the photo tightly. The yellow edge of the photo hadn't become smooth
and merged into her flesh.
However, the boss of the photo studio took off his glasses that had been placed on the bridge of his
nose. He rubbed his eyes and stood up to pour himself a glass of water.
Right at this moment, his phone rang. He reached out one of his hands and picked it up. From the
corner of his eyes, he saw the computer screen that was not closed. There was a billboard of pictures
that Consuela had brought to him. An idea flashed through his mind.
He finally understood why the man on the photo looked so familiar. Perhaps he just couldn't think of it.
He didn't talk much to the person on the phone. After hanging up, he found a person's name in the
phone book and made the call, but he did not speak in time.
The man cursed in a low voice, and then heard the shop owner laugh in an extremely evil manner, not
as shy as before.
Just as Consuela was about to walk out of the alley, she suddenly turned around and walked towards a
pile of garbage, which was filled with the smell of rotten acid. This made her feel like vomiting, which
had disappeared for a long time.
As soon as she saw the photos and was about to throw them in the trash can, she suddenly withdrew
her hand and crammed the photos into her hand bag.
She stumbled and left, stopping, and, perhaps irritated by the indescribable smell, her mind was once
more chaotic, and she did not know where to go.
She would never return to the villa. She didn't want to go back to that fake cozy cottage at all. No
matter what attitude Richie had towards her now, all his original intentions were for the child.
People were all like this. When they didn't have something to compare, they would think that everything
was fine. But after they had something that could be compared, they would think that everything was
bad and even everything would be worse.
Unlike in the pictures, Richie had never smiled so brightly to her. His cold face was only when he
wanted to make fun of her.
Or, at the thought of her baby, she was really sad.
Now she couldn't go back to the Xia Clan either. After that event, her elder sister still didn't give up the
investigation. She acted as Harry's wife, protecting her husband all the time.
If she went back now, maybe she would meet them. Thinking of the unpleasant experience last time
they met, she decided not to embarrass herself.
If so, her parents would also get involved in it, which would make them very annoyed.
Finally, she walked out of the alley and went into the street. She heard a commercial on the endless
stream and decided to go shopping nearby.
She didn't have anything to buy, so she went straight to the living products store on the third floor and
began to put on an act after being highly recommended by the saleswoman.
"Miss, this new body wash can be used by pregnant women and newborn babies..." The saleswoman
kept on talking, but she indulged herself in it.
She nodded awkwardly at the woman's stare. Then she took it out and tried it on her hand. The smell
was good.
When she was about to ask something, the saleswoman suddenly turned around and greeted the head
of the shop, "Hello, general manager."
She was too polite.
She raised her head and saw a group of people in suits walking towards them. She knew the man in
the lead. He was the bridegroom who had asked her some questions not long ago.
She didn't pay much attention to what had happened after he and Adriana got married. Or she didn't
have much interest. She didn't know how they were going on.
Now she saw him. And the man next to her was Terence Gu. With a serious look on his face, he
concealed his gentleness. When he was greeted, he would respond with a smile.
Unwilling to be embarrassed, Consuela turned around and pretended to be busy trying to use
something there. It happened so fast that she didn't notice the eyebrows of that handsome man.
She had never thought that she would run into Terence in the mall alone.
He wanted to talk to her, but he was still the successor of the Gu Clan, still a family member of the Mu
clan, given his current identity.
And the people who were accompanying the patrolling were all shrewd men.
When he left the shop, he said to the saleslady, "Give that Miss a 50% discount for everything she
buys, regardless of the price."
"General manager, what do you want?" The sleazy man beside looked up at the man in confusion,
trying to see a little bit of glamour from his fair face.
"My old classmate." Without giving a brief explanation, Terence Gu walked away.
Startled, Consuela stopped applying the cream on her hand. She turned around and was stunned.
Sure enough, he had recognized Consuela.
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