Chapter 863
In fact, if it weren't for Mei Qingshuang, perhaps Shen Zhiqiao would not let go and would be willing to see a doctor.

Ye Zhixing saw a doctor for Shen Zhiqiao purely because of Zhan Junyu's face, he loves the house and black.

But to be honest, the consultation fee Shen Zhiqiao gave her was ten thousand times that of her previous visits to the doctor. It was completely worth the money, and it was directly charged to her bank card, as if it was a business.

As time went on, the curative effect gradually appeared, and Ye Zhixing also fully witnessed Shen Zhiqiao's duplicity.

"Here, that bag, I thank you as a patient..."

Shen Zhiqiao casually pointed at the table, but Ye Zhixing didn't look at it carefully, because she was focused on massage and acupuncture for Shen Zhiqiao.

After a course of treatment, she was already sweating profusely because of her high concentration, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

Shen Zhiqiao stared at her intently, and then took a mouthful of the bag on the table.

Later, she left, Ye Zhixing turned around, and finally saw Shen Zhiqiao's thank you gift.

I used to think how big the table could be, and at most I could put a few bags on it.

But I didn't expect that it turned out to be the 30-meter long table in the living room, which was placed like a mountain and stuck to the ceiling. There were thousands, even tens of thousands.

Ye Zhixing comes from a wealthy family, and has a basic research on luxury goods, many of which are limited editions of top brands.

It may be a limited edition worldwide, just one or two.

This quality, this quantity is placed here, and this amount can buy several magnificent villas in minutes.

Ye Zhixing was speechless immediately, and she wasn't about to take it away. At this moment, the butler came forward with a smile, "Madam..."

She was called "Miss Ye" before, but Ye Zhixing was not used to the sudden change of address.

The butler smiled like a flower, "Ma'am, our old lady heard that young girls like bags, so I gave this as a gift."

"..." That's not the way to send it off.

"These bags, we will be responsible for delivering them home to my wife, and we will be responsible for arranging them."

"No... no need."

"That can't be done." The housekeeper smiled, "The old lady has always hated to owe favors to others. If the wife doesn't accept it, it will be difficult for us."

"Let's go with you."

Ye Zhixing was suddenly a little tired, Shen Zhiqiao was just unstoppable when she was mean to others.

When you treat people well, they are also overwhelming.

But based on this alone, it is enough to be sure that Zhan Junyu is definitely his own.

Because the mother and son are exactly the same, they both like to buy and sell by force, regardless of whether the other party wants it or not.

The housekeeper delivered the truckload of bags to Ye Zhixing's home, but the cloakroom at home simply couldn't fit it.

The butler calmly said, "Madam, this room can't fit in. I will buy the nearest villa tomorrow at the latest, and use it as my wife's special cloakroom."

"No need?"

Ye Zhixing found that these three words were what she said the most today, and she felt helpless in the face of Zhan Junyu.

The butler changed his face in an instant, from a smile to a serious look, "Madam, that's not acceptable. Our Zhan family members either don't do something, or we will get it done. Tomorrow at the latest, I will go to arrange the sale of the villa next door. It will be recorded in your name, madam."

When Zhan Junyu came back, he saw Ye Zhixing sitting at the table a little sadly, and the cloakroom on the second floor, because it couldn't hold those bags, some of them were overflowing...

(End of this chapter)

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