Following the direction of her finger, Ling Fei saw a woman in her thirties hurrying out of the bathroom.

"Mom!"

The child shouted and threw himself at the woman, but the woman did not open her arms to greet her arrival.

Ling Fei couldn't help but laugh.

The bear child's hands, as well as the paint on the child's body, frightened her own mother, with a look of disgust, and glanced at Ling Fei's body, her face turned white again.

"You kid, look at you, and on your hands! Why are you so skinny, look at you made the big sister have paint all over her body! I'll hit you, I'll hit you! ”

The woman took the child's hand and hit her buttocks, and the child who had just stopped screaming was beaten again and opened his mouth and cried.

"I'm sorry, it's all the children who are disobedient, look at the ...... on you What now? ”

Pulling the crying and writhing child in front of Ling Fei, the woman had a white face and an apologetic face: "Or, I'll find a dry cleaner to wash your clothes for you now?" ”

"No need, don't hit the child anymore, the child, the skin is normal, she didn't mean it."

Ling Fei said lightly, she had already seen that the woman was very nervous, as if she was afraid that she would ask for compensation.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed." Ling Fei's words made the woman breathe a sigh of relief like Meng Dahe, and finally a smile appeared on her face.

The woman quickly left with the child.

didn't even let the child go to the bathroom to wash his hands, he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, Ling Fei would suddenly change her mind and ask her to compensate.

Ling Fei looked at their rapidly departing backs, shook his head, and sighed secretly.

Turned around and went into the bathroom.

After washing his hands carefully, he looked at himself in the mirror of the sink and sighed again.

The dress was really ruined.

The pure white fabric is dyed with black, purple and red pigments, and no dry cleaner has the ability to restore it to its original purity and flawlessness.

As for compensation?

The clothes were given to her by Song Tianmo, an internationally renowned brand, and the conservative valuation is also more than five figures.

Where can the average person afford to lose.

Wipe her hands clean, Ling Fei walked out of the bathroom, she couldn't go to the supermarket now.

What's more, Sun Lei's play just now made her even more disappointed.

Standing in the long corridor, Ling Fei made a phone call to Song Tianmo.

"Where are you now?"

"You're at the department store, where are you?"

"So fast? Already there? Originally, I called you so that you don't have to use it, and I can go back myself, but since you're already here, come up. Ling Fei told Song Tianmo where he was standing now.

In less than five minutes, Song Tianmo found Ling Fei.

Seeing the bright and messy colors on Ling Fei's body, Song Tianmo was rarely stunned.

The dark eyes instantly became sharp.

"What's going on?"

He walked over quickly, looking at Ling Fei with his eyebrows twisted, his handsome face became colder and colder the more he looked at it, and his face was cold.

I thought of what she said earlier.

Could it be that he was bullied by the person who was being stalked?

"It's fine."

Ling Fei glanced down at her body.

Pursing her lips, she said what had just happened a little funny, and while she was talking, someone came to the bathroom, and when she walked in front of her, she couldn't help but peek at her.

A look of curiosity and surprise.

"People who don't know, looking at you like this, will definitely think that you went to the dye vat to roll around, or caused public outrage and were smashed with paint." Knowing that it was an accident, Song Tianmo's expression suddenly relaxed, and he laughed and joked about Ling Fei.