Qi Shaoqin saw that Ji Mo's long black windbreaker and coat occupied her seat.
Very impolite, deliberately twisted heavily when he sat down.
"This coat is a gift from master Savoia of Italy. Even if your brother and I are friends, you still have to pay for the 3 million euros. Ji Mo, who is closing her eyes, knows exactly what she did just now, although she didn't open her eyes.
Qi Shaoqin is going to press his ass a few more times.
This time, his ass was raised, but he had to pull his coat aside before he sat down.
She glanced at the corner of the coat with a guilty glance, which was wrinkled by her sitting.
She was still unhappy. She clenched her teeth and said, "what do you think of going to an old man's birthday? As for going out in such expensive clothes? To show off?"
Qi Shaoqin despised him from the bottom of his heart.
Although he is very good-looking, his upstart behavior is really too low.
She can't help but think of the wonderful luxury motorcade with a long dragon outside her home last time.
Ji Mo probably felt that this question was worth opening his eyes to answer her. He suddenly sat up straight, turned his head, looked at her for a moment, and explained with a smile: "in fact, the one I wear today is already the most low-key one in my wardrobe."
"Cough, cough..." how much does his wardrobe cost?
Qi Shaoqin suddenly felt his face burning.
He has also seen her wardrobe. Most of her clothes are thousands, tens of thousands, and the most expensive is more than 100000.
The gap was suddenly widened.
The whole family is not without money. The key is that she doesn't have a formal job and still can't spend money.
To Jimo, this kind of inhuman behavior of the trench, minute by minute, widened the hatred.
Qi Shaoqin gnashed his teeth and said sarcastically, "think you haven't been proud for a few years. Your weak body can't last for a few years? Just wear good clothes one day less. Come on, my body is better than you. I'll wear enough in my life one day!"
This was no different from cursing him to hang up in front of him. Qi Shaoqin was cool, and he felt that he was too cruel to curse in his mouth?
But then I thought, it was the sick seedling who first found fault and made her unhappy. Why should she bear it?
No, fuck him!
"I'm telling the truth! I haven't been living for a few days. I'm not in the hospital. I have to run out and jump. Don't you do it yourself?"
After that, Qi Shaoqin felt very proud. He was in good health, but he had capital.
Ji Mo didn't get angry when he heard her satirizing him so directly. He still had a shallow smile on his face. "When it comes to doing, how dare I have miss Qi? I've heard from abroad before. Miss Qi held a press conference a few days ago and put on a list called death. You can check it online. It's true."
Qi Shaoqin's face turned pig liver.
She has never lost in this mouth since she was a child.
The second time.
She choked on him in the pet shop last time. Now she feels like she's choking out of internal injury.
It's not that the enemy is too strong, nor that she has become weak. It's that the enemy is cheeky and vicious!
Ordinary men are either gentlemen or elegant. Where can they argue and reason with women?
But this sick child's sword is on the wrong side. He not only argues with you, but also draws inferences from one instance. He won't stop until he chokes!