Chapter 625

Lin Xinxin plunges into the woman's push.

"Hey, did you find that the dress on Jiang muxiao's wife is so low?"

“low？ Why do you say that? "

"Yes, yes?"

As soon as the woman with sharp ears heard the gossip, she came over with great interest.

"You really didn't find that her clothes were bought from a second-hand shop?"

"Second hand shop, isn't it? She is Jiang muxiao's wife. Jiang muxiao is China's first richest man in the world. How can he let his wife wear second-hand goods? "

"Yes, yes, where did you listen?"

"No?" Lin Xinxin's cheek was slightly red and he said, "I I saw her go into a second-hand shop with my own eyes. I was still curious, and I saw her come out with the bag. "

"But..."

A few women still don't want to believe it.

After all, that's the woman of Jiang muxiao.

Lin Xinxin continued: "really, if you don't believe it, you can ask her. Although they seem to be very loving on the surface, they may have fallen out in private for a long time. Now many people's marriages are just like dramas, aren't they?"

This sentence can be said to poke into the hearts of these celebrities and ladies.

Many couples, in fact, have long lived separate lives.

Only when we need it, can we show our love and show that we are well.

"That said, isn't Jiang muxiao very fond of this woman at this time?"

"Tut Tut, no wonder when she came in, I felt something was wrong. She was wearing second-hand clothes."

"It's so funny. I've only heard about wearing A-type clothes, and now there are people who buy second-hand goods. Ha ha ha..."

“……”

A few people laughed, and their eyes fell on Lin an an, who was sitting in the corner quietly eating delicious food.

Several people look at each other and smile, forming a circle towards Lin An'an.

"Hello, Mrs. Jiang. I'm Guo Jinlin's wife."

The first lady sat down on Lin An'an's right.

"Hello, Mrs. Jiang. I'm Cheng Anton's wife."

Another rich lady sat down on Lin An'an's left.

Others surrounded Lin An'an.

Lin an an frowned suspiciously.

These people are obviously not good at coming.

Moreover, through the gap of the encirclement, she saw Lin Xinxin standing outside with her arms around her.

Hum.

She smiles, waiting for them to move.

"Mrs. Jiang, your clothes are so beautiful. What brand is it?"

Lin an an is slightly a Leng, didn't think of the other party to come up to ask this question directly, it seems, is to know that her clothes are bought from the second-hand shop.

Oh.

That's funny.

"I don't know. Is the brand important? I feel comfortable, OK? Isn't it? "

Guo Jinlin's wife on the right side smiles slightly, twists Lin An'an's clothes behind her, touches them, and says in disgust: "Yo, is it really comfortable like linen?"

Mrs. Cheng is an acute person. Without waiting for Mrs. Guo to introduce the topic to second-hand, she asked impatiently, "I think this dress is second-hand, isn't it?"

Lin an an pretends to know nothing and looks at Mrs. Cheng: "second hand? What does Mrs. Cheng mean? I don't quite understand. "

When Mrs. Guo saw that she had already split her face and didn't care, she simply said, "some people said that they saw your clothes bought from second-hand shops!"

When you speak, you are very proud.

As if she bought a second-hand thing, how unforgivable.

Lin An'an stood up slowly, his eyes fell on Mrs. Guo, frowned and said, "I don't know who you're listening to. Although I don't think it's shameful to buy second-hand goods, it's not good to make up lies at will."

The eyes of several rich ladies all looked in the direction of Lin Xinxin.

Mrs. Guo glared at them: "you don't care who said it. Anyway, you are also Jiang muxiao's wife. Wearing a second-hand dress, are you too humiliating to the Jiang family, or Your Jiang family is too poor to afford a new dress? "

When she finished, she burst out laughing. Several rich ladies also burst out laughing in agreement, as if they had heard a big joke.

Lin an an still smile: "since you are so persistent, this is not second-hand clothes, then I have to call my witness."

With that, Lin An'an yelled to the back of the crowd who wanted to run away: "Xinxin, I need your help."

“……”

Lin Xinxin was just three meters away. He was stiff and didn't know whether to go or not.

In the end, it is hard to face up.

"What's the matter?"The smile on her face was forced.

Lin An'an was more amiable: "they say my clothes are second-hand shop, Xinxin, you accompany me to buy, you have to speak for me."

With that, she blinked a little wrongly.

You asked for it, Lin Xinxin.

It seems that you are really going to have a grudge with me!