CEO Daddy and his Beloved Wife

Behind him is Ji Chenyuan, the father.

She also has no right to stop their father and son from getting along with each other.

Mu Qinghuan sighed and went directly to the children's clothing area to show his son the clothes.

Many children's clothes are very beautiful. Mu Qinghuan's favorite is to match clothes with her son, which can not only make him handsome but also have something to do with her favorite design.

After a while, Mu Qinghuan took several sets of clothes in his hand. Originally, Mu Qinghuan wanted to pay the bill directly. Suddenly, he saw a nice coat, "this one will be wrapped up for me, too."

Mu Qinghuan handed over the clothes, but before the salesperson picked them up, he grabbed the clothes with his hands.

"Do you have another one? I'll take one, too."

It's a young woman with exquisite makeup and famous brand.

In fact, she looks pretty, especially after putting on makeup, she looks very delicate, but the traces of the postnatal processing in front of Mu Qinghuan look particularly obvious.

Such a contrast, high and low sentence, especially her face can not hide the arrogance is to let her features a bit more fierce.

"I'm sorry, miss. This is the only one left."

"Then wrap this up for me." Young woman Leng for a while, the vision glanced Mu Qing Huan one eye, the disdain of eyeground is very obvious.

She seemed to be unaware that Mu Qinghuan had just asked for this dress, and said directly to the shop assistant.

The assistant took a look at Mu Qinghuan and said awkwardly, "Miss, this lady took this dress first..."

"Did she pay?" The young woman glanced at Mu Qinghuan.

The shop assistant was stunned.

"If you don't pay, it's not her. Well, wrap it up for me. Don't talk so much nonsense." The young woman said impatiently.

Mu Qinghuan frowned, "this lady, I'm sorry. I saw this dress first. I want to buy it."

Hearing the speech, the young woman sneered and looked up and down at the same Mu Qinghuan, with an air of domineering and contempt in her heart.

"I'll pay you more for the dress, and you'll give it to me, will you?" As she said this, the young woman took out a gold card from the limited edition Gucci and said, "quickly wrap up your clothes and settle the accounts."

After that, without waiting for the clerk to speak, the woman lowered her head to take out her mobile phone and said to Mu Qinghuan, "I don't have the habit of bringing cash with me. Why don't I add a friend and I'll transfer the money to you? It's OK. If you're too little, I can earn you thousands more. "

The young woman seemed to think it was funny, and she laughed sarcastically. "It's such a funny person. It's just a dress. I have to give you more money."

It seems that Mu Qinghuan has been holding on to his clothes for the sake of money.

Mu Qinghuan frowned. She didn't want this dress, but the other party really didn't respect people. "Sorry, I'll pay for the money myself. You can save the money to buy other clothes."

Mu Qinghuan said and handed his bank card to the clerk.

The clerk took a look at Mu Qinghuan's bank card and opened his mouth to explain.

But the young woman gave up and snorted, "what do you mean? You are so poor that you still come here to buy clothes and the next month's living expenses. Do you still have any money? "

"That's not in your mind." Mu Qinghuan is not interested in wasting time with her. Quandang doesn't hear what the other person says to the shop assistant.

Seeing that Mu Qinghuan didn't look at herself, the young woman became more and more annoyed.