Chapter 113: Like being plucked

"Why are you throwing your clothes away?" Luo Yangyang dragged the canonization, not wanting him to leave such an astonishing sentence.
It's not like spending money like running water. It's a shame to throw away so many so expensive clothes.
However, no matter how Luo Yangyang didn't want to leave, he was under the strong force of the canonization holding her wrist tightly and not wanting to stay longer.
She was led out of the store in the blink of an eye.
You You stared dumbfounded at the canonization who just left. She felt that her worldview was collapsing a little bit.
This is the consumption view of the rich?
Too TM is not human!
It's shameful!
Although Feng Yihan and Ye Shayan were also shocked, they are also people who are used to big scenes.
As soon as they left before the canonization, the two of them also left with a black face, during which they did not communicate a word.
"Shop manager, which wealthy area are these clothes going to?" After all the clothes were packed, the deputy shop manager walked to the shop manager.
The store manager glanced at the deputy store manager, lamenting a pity: "Trash can downstairs."
The clothes in their store are so ugly, so inconspicuous?
"Huh?" The deputy store manager opened his mouth wide in surprise, and he could squeeze a fist in.
"This is the customer's account, the trash can downstairs, go quickly." The store manager reluctantly ordered.
Ever since.
Ten shop assistants walked out of the store in an orderly manner, each with their hands full of large bags, and went straight to the trash can downstairs.
Yoyo looked at the high-end women's dress that was thrown away, and his heart ached.
She wanted to growl up to the sky.
Don't give it to me!
Throwing the trash can is too wasteful, what a hero!
Luo Yangyang, who was led all the way downstairs, crossed the road with the cold-faced canonization.
Xu's combination of handsome men and beautiful women is so eye-catching, a line of sight in the coffee shop on the third floor fell on Feng Sheng and Luo Yangyang.
"Vice President, what are you looking at?" The bald middle-aged man looked at the enchanting man opposite to his favor.
Feng Heng's long and narrow peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and his chin was raised to the middle of the road: "Look who it is."
The bald man looked down Feng Heng's gaze and was startled: "Isn't that Feng Zong? Why is he holding a girl?"
Isn't the canonization not close to female sex?
How could you lead a girl across the road.
"His stepsister." Feng Heng took a sip of coffee.
Light projected in from the glass window, and half of the peach eyes on the bridge of his nose were straightened, and half of them were trapped in the shadows, giving him a touch of coldness in addition to the natural evil charm.
This is a wicked man who only shows a profile, enough to make women fascinated by it.
"Step-sister?" Although this answer surprised the bald man, he should know what was going on. He only said indifferently, "I didn't expect that a person so cold and cold as President Feng would treat this stepmother's daughter well."
"It's pretty good." Feng Heng Xiemei smiled, but her dazzling eyes became more gloomy.
"What do you mean?" The bald man did not understand the meaning of Feng Heng's words.
"You don't need to understand." Feng Heng's peachy eyes looked down again, Luo Yangyang had been sealed into the car.
Fengsheng drove the driver out of the car, and he drove himself.
As soon as he entered, when the canonization started the car, the black card in his hand was also thrown into the passenger seat.
When Luo Yangyang saw the black card that suddenly flew to his thigh, it was like being plucked.
She was so angry that she grabbed the black card and threw it back to the canonization: "Canonization! Don't be too much! Do you really think I am selling it?"