Chapter 223

Song Ya Rong snorted: "I'm not disabled. I want people to follow me when I go shopping."

Pretending to look at Shen Hanjun intentionally or unintentionally, Su manrou is very angry.

"Brother Hanjun, I like this one. What do you think?"

Su manrou changed her way and began various shows. She and Shen Hanjun grabbed his hand and pulled towards her. They were very happy.

"If you like, buy it."

Shen Hanjun is also very cooperative. He touches Su manrou's hair and takes a provocative look at Song Yarong.

Just did not expect that song Yarong's eyes simply did not fall on them, but turned to change another dress: "please show me this one."

"All right."

After entering the fitting room, song Yarong feels sick. What do the two want to do? In front of her all day!

What she was wearing was a dark green dress, which was too solemn for song Yarong to see how she looked. She had no choice but to change a white one.

There is a big difference between the two colors, and the styles are completely different, so it is almost impossible to compare.

After watching for a while, song Yarong went to the daily clothing area. Now that they are all out, let's buy more. The quality of the clothes here is not bad, and the styles are popular now.

Sure enough, where she goes, those two people will follow her. They are just two followers, which makes song Yarong laugh and cry.

"These clothes, please wrap them up."

"I'll take all the money."

Su manrou finally appears when song Yarong is about to check out. With a face of arrogance, she turns around and acts coquetry with Shen Hanjun: "brother Hanjun, is that ok?"

"Well."

Shen Hanjun answered, took out his card and handed it to Su manrou. He said with a smile, "I'll buy you something to drink."

"Good."

Su manrou looks at Shen Hanjun walking away. Then she turns her head and looks at Song Yarong. She smiles with pride: "I'm afraid that bad old man in your family can't bring him out?"

Song Yarong eyebrow tail a pick, good-looking face is shocked, bad old man? Who gave her the illusion that Jin Beihan was a bad old man... Then

I want to smile very much and pretend to be calm: "what does it have to do with you?"

"Oh, sister, I know you are married. It doesn't matter if you are a bad old man. Anyway, you don't mind. Right? You don't have to worry. Besides, you can go out and find someone, right? After all, he should give you a lot of money."

"Oh, so?"

Song Yarong's indifference gives her a sense of leisure and Su manrou's hesitation here.

"But I just saw that your money is almost spent. You can't afford to buy these clothes. It's really pitiful. It seems that the man doesn't even give you money. Are you afraid that you'll go out and look for Xiaobai Lian?"

Su manrou is so happy that she looks at Song Yarong's old card.

The waiter calculated the final total amount next to him, and said to song Yarong awkwardly: "Miss, the total is 3.24 million yuan."

"How much?"

Song Yarong suspected that there might be something wrong with her ears. These are just a few clothes. Is that all?

Her reaction instantly makes Su manrou feel very happy and throws the card out. "I want all the clothes she wants."

"Are you sick? You can't wear it. "

Song Yarong frowned. This woman has a brain pit.

"Can't I buy it for you?"

In fact, it's not that song Yarong can't wear it. It's just that song Yarong is too thin, much thinner than Su manrou's waist. In addition, the clothes he bought are more waist tight, so it's obvious that he can't wear them.

It's the first time I've seen the embarrassment on the waiter's face.

"Let me have a look." Song Yarong ignored her and looked at the price on the brand. He found that the two dresses were more than 1.5 million.

Looking around, I saw a pair of flat shoes on it. "How much is this?"

"It just adds up to 3.25 million yuan. Miss, how can I get the money?"

When the waiter saw the card song Yarong took out of his hand, even if he had money, he could overdraw only one million yuan. He couldn't help laughing in his heart. He didn't have any money and was still loading it.

It was su manrou who made her look up. After all, it was Shen Shao's card."I'll take this pair of shoes and those clothes." Su manrou passes the card in her hand with a proud smile on her face.

The waiter over there has reached for the card, and heard song Yarong's voice with dissatisfaction: "did I say I can't afford it?"

"This lady, I'm afraid the combined price of these things can't be overdrawn by the card in your hand."

The waiter said that this is a big list. If she can get it down, she will definitely get a lot of commission. Who can pay for it, she will naturally favor whom.

"Did you hear that, song Yarong? What are you pretending? Even if you marry a rich man, they don't have your money."

Su manrou laughs and hands her card again.

"Stupid woman."

Song Yarong sneered. The woman had no intelligence at all. She took out the black card from her bag and put it in front of the waiter: "swipe the card to pay for it, please hurry up."

In the choice between Su manrou's gold card and song Yarong's black card, there is no doubt that the black card has won. There are only dozens of black cards in the world. Song Yarong's ability to take out one at will already means her identity.

The waiter kept thinking in her mind, which rich woman holds the black card, or is she so young? Will her attitude make her unhappy? Thinking about this, the waiter turned pale.

Su manrou's face can be said to be very shocked, and her voice raised several degrees: "how can you have a black card?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Song Yarong sneered. This woman just likes to meddle in her own business. Now she's beaten in the face, right?

The service of the black card holder is naturally faster than that of other people. The waiter quickly packed all the clothes and said with a standard eight teeth smile, "where do you need to send them?"

"No

Song Yarong picked up the clothes, which were not very heavy, and it was easy to carry them. After a look at Su manrou, who was still shocked in the same place, she chuckled: "you think I'm not so down-to-earth. My dear Gan Mei, does my face hurt?"

Su manrou's face turns blue in an instant. Until Shen Hanjun comes back, he doesn't return to normal. He stares at Song Yarong's back. His whole mood is terrible.

Song Yarong won the battle and pretended to be in a good mood. He was carrying a lot of clothes and was ready to find Jin Beihan. Suddenly, he thought that he had just spent a lot of money, except that the very nice shoes were his own money, the others were all the man's.