Chapter 1275

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she really wanted to tell him that the country girl you are talking about is me.

It seems that she told Jiang Ziliang in advance, so as not to be foolishly manipulated by his family.

What's more, if you don't want to go there, you might as well ask Jiang Ziliang to cancel it.

"I think again, what would happen if my cousin's fiancee knew he had a beautiful young master? Will you knock over the vinegar jar every day? Ha ha. "

Jiang Yufan continued to play his superfluous imagination.

"Well, I'm his master's business. You'd better not talk about it everywhere, or you won't be pinched off by your cousin."

Yang Zimei's impatient way.

Jiang Yufan shivered and unconsciously reached out to touch his neck.

"I'm leaving. I'll get in touch with you later."

Yang Zimei can't wait to avoid his sight and call Jiang Ziliang.

"Good bye. Please contact me if you need anything. I'll be at your service at any time."

Jiang Yufan is very attentive.

"Well."

Yang Zimei nodded and took people away.

This time, I can walk out of this restaurant smoothly.

Who knows, there was another accident at the door. Two security guards were driving away an old beggar who stretched out his hand to beg from the guests.

The old beggar's body was dirty. No matter how the security guard rushed, he just didn't go. Instead, he shook the broken copper plate with scattered money in his hand. His voice was pitiful, "please, give me some money. I'm going to starve to death."

"If you starve to death, go to the street!" The security guard pushed the old man mercilessly, "don't dirty our place!"

"Please, give me some money. I'm starving..."

The old man was pushed down on the ground, still facing a passing man in suit.

The man frowned in disgust, "dead beggar, get away from me..."

When he found out that the beggar stretched out his hand to pull his leg, he also tried to kick it --

the evil spirit of Yang Zimei's hand popped up and shot at his leg, making his leg weak and unable to kick out.

Yang Zimei always sympathizes with the beggars in his last life.

She went over to the old beggar and squatted down to help him up.

"Please, give me some money. I'm starving."

The old beggar said to her pitifully.

Yang Zimei took out his wallet, took out 300 yuan from it and handed it to him.

However, he saw a lot of cash in Yang Zimei's wallet. His eyes flashed greedy light. He suddenly took the hand and wanted to take away his whole purse.

Even if he can't guard against it any more, Yang Zimei can't be too slow to let him take his wallet.

Yang Zimei took her purse and jumped away.

"Give me my wallet, give me my wallet, that's my purse!"

The old beggar suddenly seemed to be crazy, and rushed at her with all his strength, and insisted on grabbing her purse.

Xiaoqian was really blind, stretched out his calf and tripped him on the ground, "what's your purse? It's my sister's purse, OK? You're not begging, you're robbing

"It's my wallet. Give it to me, give it to me..."

The old beggar continued to stare greedily at the purse in Yang Zimei's hand.

Yang Zimei was sweating. If she was just an ordinary girl, he would have robbed her purse.

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