"Do you want to say, or let me give it to her?" an xiaonuan asked.
"This..." the shopkeeper was caught in a dilemma.
Ann xiaonuan saw that the shopkeeper was not a difficult person, and it was not her intention to happen, so she looked at the girl and spoke again.
"I've lost my money and card. I really don't have cash, but this doesn't constitute a reason for you to abuse me."
What do you say you want to buy things without money? Why not rob... These words are too ugly.
At least Ann xiaonuan is very angry.
"Oh, poor is poor, still want to pretend to be garlic?" the girl looked up and down at an xiaonuan with disdain. "She thought that wearing a replica of Valentino would be able to pretend to be a rich man? It's really discrediting this brand! There are so many of you, I don't know what brand of clothes to wear, so the aesthetic won't be lowered to your class!"
An xiaonuan: "??"
The skirt on my body was clearly given by my uncle two years ago.
She hasn't worn it for a long time because it's out of season.
After all, uncle will send her new clothes every year, and she can't wear the clothes designed by herself and sent by grandma. Therefore, she doesn't wear much of these high fixed models of big brands.
Who knows that in this man's mouth, it has become a replica?
Also, aesthetics is aesthetics. How can it be related to class?
"Which class are you from?" Ann xiaonuan asked angrily.
This person thinks she is poor, and she thinks it's too ugly for this person to open and shut up!
"Of course I'm the class you can't reach," the girl sneered. "It's not easy for a poor man like you to come to Europe. Do you still fantasize about meeting a tall, rich and handsome here? I tell you, that kind of plot is only available on TV. Tall, rich and handsome are people like us, which has nothing to do with you!"
"Yes, people like you should stay at home and don't go out and make a fool of yourself."
"There's a hole in my wallet and I've lost my money and card... Is there such a coincidence in the world?"
"It's shameless. You can tell such lies!"
There were also some strange voices. Those were the girls' companions, with exquisite makeup and gorgeous clothes. They were followed by bodyguards. At first glance, they were rich women with rich clothes and food since childhood.
"Oh, this bag is also imitation? It looks like real." someone saw at a glance that the bag in an xiaonuan's hand was a limited edition of a top brand.
"I remember that there are less than ten limited edition bags in the world. One of them was photographed by Rui Shao of Longcheng night family two years ago at the auction and sent to his mother, Mrs. xiaonuan. Tut Tut, poor ghost, please pretend to be like garlic. Can you afford this kind of bag?"
The man was a poor man. Ann xiaonuan was very angry with her proud expression. When she was about to speak, a generous big hand suddenly grabbed her.
That's Lord Yeming.
Lord Yeming wears a hat and sunglasses. When he is silent, he is like a statue, which makes it easy to ignore his existence.
But when he took an xiaonuan, the atmosphere was impossible to ignore.
"You... Who are you?" the girl frowned when she saw Yeming Jue.
Somehow, she always felt that the man looked familiar.
Yeming Jue didn't take off his sunglasses, but his cold vision seemed to have solidified into an entity, so that several girls couldn't help but step back.
He said coldly, "apologize."
"Apologize?" the girl who led the group seemed to hear a big joke. "Oh, uncle, are you out of your mind or have you seen too many idol dramas? What did I say wrong? Why should I apologize?"
When going out today, an xiaonuan specially dressed Lord Yeming in the direction of Uncle Shuai. He looked more mature than usual with his hat and sunglasses. No wonder these people would call him uncle.
I don't know if an xiaonuan was wrong. Yeming's face suddenly became colder.
Not only because these people insulted his little girl with an ugly mouth, but also because no one dared to call him that.
This title belongs to the little girl alone. No one else is qualified to call him that.
"Why don't we apologize? Can you bite us?"
"That's right. The playwright thinks he is a domineering president. If he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, he wants someone to apologize. Did we do something wrong? No, it's clear that this woman has no money to buy things. Why should we apologize to her?"
If you say one thing to me, the more you say, the worse it sounds.
Yeming's face was freezing.
Ann xiaonuan felt that it was not impossible for these people to be buried in the castle manor.
She pulled the sleeves of Lord Yeming: "uncle, don't worry about them. I'll deal with it..."
Only she can let Yeming's anger subside.
It was very difficult for him to resist the plan to let these people go bankrupt for three generations, and nodded slightly: "OK, listen to you."
The girl who headed the group saw that she was supported by so many people, and ANN xiaonuan had only two people here. She became more and more elated: "I told you, I just won't give you the statue. Even if you have money, I will rob it."
"Yao Yao, isn't it just a gadget, as for?" someone in her "sister group" couldn't help whispering.
As like as two peas brother, Yuri Huang, who was called "Yuri Huang", said with a care: "who makes this statue look like the one broken by brother Zi Xuan? When he was young, he was punished by Uncle ANN for this matter. I bought this identical one to give him, and he would promise me to express it."
Ann xiaonuan looked at the girl's face and suddenly remembered a person.
She jokingly said, "even if you buy ten statues, Zixuan won't agree to your confession."
"What are you talking about?" the girl was like a balloon pierced by a needle and exploded at once. "You have the ability to say it again! Do you know who brother Zixuan is and who I am? Where are you qualified to say such words in front of me?"
"Meng Yao, right?" an xiaonuan called out a name.
The girl's face suddenly stiffened. Obviously, she didn't expect that the other party really knew herself.
But she soon recovered: "hum, have you seen my photos and materials in fashion magazines? Since you know who I am, don't you get out of here quickly and dare to get in the way of me?"
Ann xiaonuan was almost laughed by her anger.
She really hasn't seen this Meng Yao in fashion magazines. She just accidentally remembered that an Zixuan had a suitor, the eldest grandson of a family surnamed Meng in Longcheng, called Meng Yao.
Because this man always follows an Zixuan, and his methods of pursuing an Zixuan are full of tricks. He hired someone to secretly photograph an Zixuan, turned over his trash can, and tried to send someone to hack his mobile phone