Chapter 137

What's a killer? It's a killer.

Ji Zitong looks at Yan Beichen with admiration.

When Mrs. Yan heard her grandson say that the woman he liked was married, her face was shocked. After the shock, Mrs. Yan was flustered.

"Beichen, I'm not in a hurry about fate. There are so many beauties in Ancheng, so we can always choose a suitable one." Old lady Yan persuades Yan Beichen, deeply afraid that Yan Beichen will feel sad because of his loss, and also afraid that his grandson will do something extraordinary in order to get someone else.

"I see, grandma."

Old lady Yan smiles and pats Ji Zitong and Yan Beichen on the shoulder.

"Well, it's getting late. You two go back to your room and wash and sleep. I'm tired too. I'll go up first."

"Granny, take your time."

When old lady Yan finally left, Ji Zitong patted her chest.

We managed to avoid the disaster.

Ji Zitong suddenly seems to think of something, and takes out the bag with clothes on his side.

"By the way, Mr. Yan, I'm wearing this dress today. Those people at the reception said that my dress is master Phil's Gao Ding? Is that true? " Ji Zitong is not at ease and asks Yan Beichen.

Yan Beichen nodded.

"It's true. What's the matter?"

Ji Zitong

He also asked what happened.

This is a villa dress. She wore it all night and worried about it all night. He gave such an understatement.

"Leave this dress with me first, and I'll give it back to you after I wash it in the shop!" Ji Zitong doesn't dare to wash this dress by hand. If it's broken, she'll be in trouble. She has to go to a shop that specializes in cleaning high-end dresses.

Yan Beichen looks at the bag of clothes in Ji Zitong's hand.

"No, it's custom-made in your size. It's for you."

Lying trough, this is a villa's clothes, he said to send it?

He dares to send her, but he dares not take it.

"No, it's too expensive. I can't take it. I'll give it back to you after I wash it." Ji Zitong insists.

Yan Beichen frowned and finally relaxed.

"Good."

She still wants to draw so clearly with him.

……

Ji Zitong returns to his room and calls Wang Qiang.

On receiving Ji Zitong's call, Wang Qiang asked eagerly.

"How, how? Is it done? "

Ji Zitong replied with a smile, "it's done."

Wang Qiang then asked, "did no one recognize that dress at first?"

"Well, your technique is really good. If it wasn't for a professional on the scene, you couldn't recognize it. You are bald and strong. Unexpectedly, you really have two brushes."

"That's right. I'm a designer now."

"Anyway, thank you for today."

"You're welcome. As long as you can embarrass that vicious woman, it's not in vain. I've been making that dress for three nights, and I'm relieved when I know it's done. I'm really sleepy. I'll go to bed first." Wang Qiang yawned as he spoke.

"Good."

"Wait a minute."

"Well? Is there anything else? "

Wang Qiangxing said in a hurry: "angel baby, hey hey, since I've done you such a big favor, I just made some new clothes. You can be my model!"

Ji Zitong

"Hello? My signal is not very good. What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly. Hello... "

Finish saying, Ji Zitong then "pa" of a will mobile phone to hang up.

Wang Qiang

After hanging up, Ji Zitong is relieved.

Wang Qiang's imitation is OK, but the clothes he made can only be described as the scene of the car accident. She can't appreciate them.

However, Mu Wanqing never thought that the dress she bought at a high price had been changed.

……

Mujia Villa

Mu Wanqing, who came back from the reception, met Liu Jiaying as soon as she entered the house.

"Wanqing, you are back at last. Why are you so late?"

Mu Wanqing, who is full of humiliation, ignores Liu Jiaying and goes directly over her to the second floor.

Seeing that Mu Wanqing's expression is not right, Liu Jiaying worries about following Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing rushes directly into her room. Because she doesn't lock the door, Liu Jiaying turns the lock and goes in.

"Wanqing, I don't think your expression is right. How can you..."

Before she finished, Liu Jiaying saw Mu Wanqing tear off her dress and throw it to the ground.

"Wanqing, what's the matter with you? Isn't this the dress your father bought from abroad for $10 million? How did you tear it up? "

Mu Wanqing angrily pointed to the torn dress on the ground.

"Ten million dresses? Mom, you can see clearly, which is a high-end dress, it's just a perfect replica, replica, do you know what it means? It's a fake, a fake! " Mu Wanqing was furious and roared: "do you know how humiliating it was when I was pointed out wearing a fake at the cocktail party?"

Liu Jiaying was stunned for a moment.

"How can it be? How can this be a fake? Your father has always been interested in your business. Moreover, I saw with my own eyes that he transferred 10 million yuan abroad. How could it be a fake? "

Mu Wanqing sitting beside the bed.

"That is to say, I was transferred before I bought it, or I was transferred on the way!"

Liu Jiaying takes a pajama to cover Mu Wanqing's body, covers her exposed body, gently hugs her and advises: "well, Wanqing, mom knows you are wronged tonight. Don't worry, mom will check what happened to that dress. Don't be angry. If you are angry, mom will worry."

Mu Wanqing leans in Liu Jiaying's arms.

"Mom, you're the best to me."

"Well, my baby has been wronged. Did you eat tonight?"

Mu Wanqing shook her head and sniffed: "no, because of this dress, I have been hiding in the lounge for three hours before I dare to come out."

Liu Jiaying is more distressed.

"Darling, you take a bath first, and mom will go to the kitchen and bring you some food."

"OK, thank you, mom!" Mu Wanqing kisses Liu Jiaying on the face.

"Silly boy, what else can our family say? Thank you."

When Liu Jiaying leaves, Mu Wanqing's eyes cool down.

She took out the scissors from the drawer, cut the dress on the floor into pieces bit by bit, and then threw it into the toilet and washed it down bit by bit.

When the last piece of debris is washed away by the water, Mu Wanqing's hatred is still on her face.

She will certainly pay back the humiliation she suffered this evening.

Angel season, Han Fanghua.

You are all waiting, waiting for the loss of the lawsuit, how I will humiliate you, you will never forget.