Shao Yu was shocked by this, especially after seeing Jiang Chen's eyes, she quickly closed her mouth and hid behind Lu Heqing who pushed the door out.

"Qing, take care of it. This man and her husband bully me! You must help me to teach this pair of dog men and women a good lesson

After hearing this, Song Ying, who wanted to calm things down and leave, suddenly took a step forward, pointed to Shao Yu's face and said, "you are the man. Don't be shameless!"

Song Ying has never said a heavy word to any woman. Even if her former Secretary can't do anything, Jiang Chen has never seen her lose her temper. Today she can scold a woman like this. Obviously, Shao Yu is not a good person.

Lu Heqing didn't think that the gentle and generous woman could bear Lu Sheng's insidious villain in front of her, but she couldn't bear Shao Yu. What deep hatred is there.

He didn't want to show too much bullying. He patted Shaoyu's hand, "Xiaoyu, do you know this lady? Is there any deep hatred between you? Why is it like eating gunpowder

Shao Yu poked out her head and nodded, looking very aggrieved. "Of course, we knew each other. We were very good little sisters when we were children. She was my distant cousin. When we were young, she was very kind to me. I would listen to everything. Who ever thought that when I grew up, she would not kiss me at all and bully me with this ferocious man. I really look away It's heartbreaking

It's good not to mention it. When it comes to childhood, Song Ying is even more angry, and even her hands are shaking. "Thanks to you, you still have the face to talk about the things you did when you were a child. Who would have thought that when you grew up, you should look like a 19-year-old child. If aunt sun knew you had become like this, she would be very sad to die!"

Jiang Chen is confused, but he does understand that they met when they were children, and the relationship should be good. He once saw a picture at home. The woman in the picture, Song Ying, introduced her, who is called aunt sun. As for the girl, she seems to be very similar to the child she put in her arms. However, Song Ying did not introduce her at that time, and seemed to dislike it very much That kid.

"Is this the child in the picture?"

Song Ying nodded. Before she could speak, Shao Yu over there fried the pot. "Don't mention the past things to me. You are not qualified to mention my mother. I have no relationship with your song family for a long time. Now I feel sick to see your surname song!"

After swearing, she covered her head with her orchid finger, and fell into Lu Heqing's arms with a look of neurasthenia. She said in a tired voice, "Qing ~ I really hate these people who are surnamed song. They bullied me a lot in those years. You must help me get revenge!"

I'm afraid that a normal person can see that Shaoyu is making mischief. However, Lu Heqing behaved like a two fool. He even nodded his head seriously, and his face also showed a malicious smile.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyu. I will never let go of anyone who bullies you. What's more, Ms. Song Ying has no respect for our Lu family. I'll find a chance to count the old and the new together."

Jiang Chen is too lazy to be reasonable. These two psychopaths take Song Ying away. He wanted to send people back to the hotel to have a rest. As a result, Song Ying doesn't want to leave. It's hard to get out. If she's so interested in this person, she's going to have a good shopping!

Although Song Ying bought a lot of things, the price was not very expensive. Although Song Ying seemed to be a president, she had little money to use. Moreover, most of her salary was paid to song's mother, and she was only superficial.

Jiang Chen wants to tell his daughter-in-law that he can spend as much money as he can. However, he thinks that Song Ying is not in a good mood today. If he suddenly says this kind of words, I'm afraid it will irritate her. So he doesn't open his mouth.

Soon two people just arrived in a shop specializing in dresses. All the works in the shop are made by famous artists and are limited in production. Most of them only have one. This one is handmade by the designer, and the size can't be changed. In other words, whether you can buy it depends on fate. If your figure is the same as the perfect figure imagined by the designer, then You can wear this dress, or no matter how rich you are.

When Song Ying passed the window, she was quickly attracted by a dark blue dress, which was full of large and small gems, but it didn't make people feel vulgar at all.

But she was just obsessed. After watching for a while, she took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the dress. Then she walked away contentedly. After seeing this, Jiang Chen quickly took her hand.

"If you like it so much, why don't you try it? I think this size must be your number!"

"What's the use of trying? I can't afford it even after I tried it. I just took a photo to record it and told myself that I must work hard to make money! There is no other meaning

Song Ying said this because she didn't want Jiang Chen to feel that her husband was useless. In her opinion, even between husband and wife, one side could not always be allowed to spend money on the other. In the past few years, he had been supporting Jiang Chen because Jiang Chen was a disabled person at that time. Since he recovered to health, Song Ying did not give him any more Yes, I did.What's more, at the beginning of the company's emergency, he put out 3 billion yuan, in Song Ying's opinion, was the utmost benevolence and righteousness. Moreover, Jiang Chen didn't spend money lavishly on weekdays, which also showed that the 3 billion yuan might be all his savings. Song Ying would not make trouble and buy this or that.

But Jiang Chen doesn't think so. He drags Song Ying into the shop. Because the consumption is high and the size of clothes is not complete, there are not a few people to spend. At this time, the store is empty, only two shop assistants are there to greet the two people respectfully.

Pushing and shoving all the way in, it would be a shame to go out like this. Song Ying had to walk in with her head held high.

"Shop girl, we'd like to try on this dress."

Although the shop assistants here are Burmese, there are a lot of Chinese tourists every year, so they are also proficient in Chinese. They immediately pushed the model of the dress over, but did not open the zipper of the dress, but put it in front of Song Ying respectfully.

"I'm really sorry, we can't try on this dress. If you want to try it on, you have to pay at least half of the deposit. Moreover, if you want to try it on, you have to pay a deposit, and the deposit will not be refunded."

After all, this dress is very expensive, and the store is afraid that there will be something wrong with the try on, so it doesn't provide the service of trying it on.

hearing the clerk say this, Song Ying's face also shows a lost look. Originally, she wanted to come here, even if she tried it once, but now she doesn't even have the qualification to know the size of the dress. Alas, we still have to work hard to make money.

Song Ying takes Jiang Chen's hand and is about to go out, but she finds that she can't move it. The man is like a wooden post and nailed to the spot. She takes out a black crystal card from her pocket and gives it to the salesman directly.

"Pay a deposit."

Not to mention Song Ying, even these knowledgeable shop assistants were shocked. This dress has been on display here for nearly a year, and no one has ever been, because only by looking at the jewels, you can know that the price is high.