Everyone:

Prince Mo turned his head, watched his daughter-in-law's face change in seconds, chuckled and praised her daughter-in-law repeatedly, "yes, if it's not enough, I won't pay more for my husband!"

Everyone:

They may be vaguely aware of the girl's temperament.

"No." The shopkeeper also wanted to argue for two more sentences. He was stared at by the young master Ding, and then he lost his voice and drooped his head.

Wuwuwu, it's hard for the shopkeeper to do these days.

It's even more difficult to stand such a headstrong young man!

Zhang's mother and daughter are completely silent now, and they don't want to say anything.

What do you say?

People laugh at everything they say.

Just now they are still laughing at other people's poverty. They only take a broken herb of Yiling coin.

Miss Zhang even satirizes others with a high face. It seems that the poor are guilty when they go shopping!

What about now?

I was slapped on the face. I didn't want it.

Wu Jin is also embarrassed.

Looking at Prince Mo in the spring breeze, and looking at his gloomy expression, his face was like that of Mr. Ding. He cleared his throat and couldn't help saying, "Er, Mrs. Zhang, xianger, I think we'd better go back first."

Zhang Wuxiang felt that he had lost such a big face in front of people. At this time, he was too shy to lift his head.

Hearing Wu Jinyi's voice, she just couldn't get angry.

Look at the man with a limp face. If he doesn't make a move, he should be a small white face. Only when he makes a move can he know that he is a local tyrant who loves his wife.

Then compare yourself with this shrinking and mediocre fiance.

There is nothing comparable at all.

She angrily flicked Wu Jinyi's hand away, "go away."

"Xianger." Mrs. Zhang gave Zhang Wuxiang a warning look. "No more trouble!"

At this time, she also saw that the identity of ink lotus must be different.

There are not such wonderful young masters everywhere in the world, let alone a local tyrant who can scatter thousands of coins.

Therefore, it is imperative to leave as soon as possible so as not to suffer any more losses.

"Mother!" Zhang Wuxiang is not willing to give up his hand and beats on the money pile.

The coin almost flew to her face. She was so angry that she had a very ordinary face, which was completely distorted.

She was so ridiculed and insulted, and at the same time she was beaten like a dog by two men. Her mother and fiance turned a blind eye to each other, and none of them helped her get ahead!

Especially her fiance, she is just a donkey!

"Xianger." Mrs. Zhang gave a snarl.

Wu Jin also quickly reaches out his hand to help Zhang Wuxiang get up and admonishes her in a low voice, "these people are not ordinary people. We'd better go back to the government first, find out their identity, and then take a long view. "

Zhang Wuxiang takes a bite of silver teeth and tries to crush them. He glares at Wu Jinyi with hatred.

At this time, a dozen servants rushed in at the door of the drugstore, and the sound of the iron wheelchair followed.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Wuxiang stares at the wheelchair coming in at the door. There is a trace of disgust in her eyes

As the wheelchair came in, there was a young man with a gloomy face, pointing to the direction of ink lotus, and he snapped, "come on, get this man."