Chen Leyi had no idea how she walked out of Mu Jinghao's apartment. She was disheveled, dressed in dishevel, and walked tremblingly. In order to win Mu Jinghao's trust last night, she really tried her best to please her. Unexpectedly, she was ruthlessly contempted by Mu Jinghao in the end.

In the most prosperous shopping center in Kyoto, Xiao Zichen parked the car and pushed Mo Yurou upstairs in the elevator. Not long after he walked around, Xiao Zichen received a call from Mu Jinghao.

"I'm waiting for you here."

When Mo Yurou saw Xiao Zichen looking at her, she said casually, then pointed to the pairs of shoes in the store and said to the salesperson.

"Please give me these pairs of shoes and try them all, they all have thirty-six sizes."

The waiters in the store were all full of golden eyes. Although Mo Yurou was sitting in a wheelchair, they saw the limited edition baby in Mo Yurou's hand and the latest style of luxury clothes, especially the ring on Mo Yurou's ring finger that shines like a pigeon egg, and they all warmly greeted Mo Yurou.

Seeing this, Xiao Zichen went to answer the phone.

"Madam, that's your husband just now."

The waiters squatted in front of Mo Yurou while trying on Mo Yurou's shoes, and began to ask about Mo Yurou's identity.

Mo Yurou nodded lightly and didn't say much. Obviously, she didn't want to talk about her affairs. The waiters were also smart, so she didn't ask too much, but kept selling shoes in their store.

At this time, three or four women came in the store, dressed in exquisite style, basically with famous brands, and they were obviously the ladies of rich families.

"Welcome, how many people, you can try anything you like."

The other waiters in the store greeted him. The people's arrival did not attract Mo Yurou's attention. After trying a few pairs of shoes, she pointed to a few pairs of them and said.

"Wrap these pairs."

The waiter who received Mo Yurou looked at the eyes that Mo Yurou wanted, and his eyes suddenly lit up. The pairs Mo Yurou picked were all limited edition models in the store, with four pairs of shoes, which totaled almost 80,000 yuan. Calculate the performance. It was only mid-June, and the performance this month had basically met the standards.

Just as the waiter happily wrapped the shoes for Mo Yurou, he heard a woman's voice coming.

"Hello, I want to try those shoes, size thirty-six."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall woman sat down opposite Mo Yurou and looked at the waiter who had just received Mo Yurou with a pair of high heels in her hand.

Mo Yurou looked up and saw a trace of eyes flashing in her eyes. She seemed to recognize the woman sitting opposite her, but it seemed that the woman didn't recognize her.

The waiter who received Mo Yurou felt embarrassed when he heard the woman's words, he glanced at the store manager beside him and said.

"Sorry, ma'am, this lady has bought these pairs of shoes. This is the limited edition model in our store. There is only one pair for each size. This pair happens to be thirty-six."

When the waiter explained to the woman, Mo Yurou had already arrived at the cashier to swipe the card, and she did not pay attention to the woman's affairs.

But as soon as the waiter finished speaking, he saw the person who came in with the woman and said dissatisfiedly.

"What's your attitude? Our Miss Qiao will try this shoe? Isn't it a payment yet? We are in a wheelchair and who can we wear so many shoes?"

The man spoke very low, as if he was deliberately telling Mo Yurou. Mo Yurou turned her back to those people. After the woman finished speaking, she smiled coldly, took out a credit card from her bag and handed it to the cashier, and then spoke quietly.

"Please wrap those pairs of shoes."

Isn’t it just to make trouble? Mo Yurou has never been afraid of anyone, not to mention that one of them is a bit of a holiday with her.

Mo Yurou's voice attracted the attention of those people, especially the woman who was sitting in the middle like a star holding the moon, subconsciously frowned, and her eyes moved from the shoes on the waiter's hand to Mo Yurou next to the cashier's counter.

Women are more cultured than those who come with her, at least they are less harsh in their mouths.

"Miss, can you give these shoes to me? I will attend a very important dinner tonight. These shoes are very important to me."

When Mo Yurou heard this, her eyes flashed slightly. Dinner? Could it be that dinner they knew about, but it was not surprising to think about the other party’s identity.

However, the pair of shoes that this woman liked happened to be Mo Yurou looked at at first sight. She never gave up on people to what she liked, not to mention that at this time, she usually follows the principle of coming first and then coming.

Mo Yurou smiled faintly. As the saying goes, you don’t hit someone with a smile. Since the other party is so polite to discuss with her, she will return it politely.

"Sorry, these shoes are also very important to me. I think this lady should look at other shoes. Since I have paid the bill, why bother you, Miss?"

"Hey, you woman, aren't it just a pair of shoes? We can pay double the money to buy from you, why bother to be so serious?"

As soon as Mo Yurou finished speaking, the woman who had just spoken harshly opened her mouth again, stood there, pointed at Mo Yurou domineeringly and said.

Mo Yurou stared at the woman sitting in the middle without any dissuasion after the woman next to her finished speaking. Obviously, they were birds of a feather, and the kind smile just now was just an illusion.

A trace of coldness flashed across Mo Yurou's mouth. When she looked up at the unskilled woman, there was only a cold air that was addicted to humans in her eyes, and Mo Yurou said quietly.

"Seriously? This lady, I am advanced in this store, I see the shoes first, and I pay for the money first. As soon as you come in, you yelled to ask for these shoes. I don't know where the faces of you came from and mentioned this word to me."

Mo Yurou has never been a good person, but she doesn't like to make grudges with others, but if someone comes to the door to make trouble, Mo Yurou won't be polite.

As soon as Mo Yurou said this, the woman in the middle frowned slightly, pulled the clamoring woman beside her, then stood up and smiled kindly again.

"I'm sorry, this lady, my friend said the wrong thing, but these shoes are really important to me. As long as you are willing to give it to me, you can make a price."

It turns out that he is really rich, but unfortunately this woman used the wrong object. If you want to say that Mo Yurou is the most in short supply, it is probably money.

I heard Mo Yurou smile coldly and said quietly.

"Do you think I'm short of money?"

After saying that, Mo Yurou ignored these women, glanced at the waiter and said.

"Have you all been packaged? This is where I live, please send it to me."

As he said that, Mo Yurou took out a card with the address written on it and then prepared to walk out.

At this moment, the woman next to her said.

"It's no wonder hemiplegic."

"Apologize."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, a biting sound like winter came from the door, and everyone in the store was stunned.

Everyone looked at the door. The woman in the middle saw the man at the door and her eyes lit up and ran over almost without hesitation.

"Mr. Xiao."

But when the woman walked to Xiao Zichen, Xiao Zichen didn't even look at her, but directly passed by the woman and walked straight to Mo Yurou's side. Then he pushed Mo Yurou's wheelchair and came to the woman who had just spoken ill. His face turned gloomy and his voice said coldly.

"Apologize to my wife, otherwise, don't want to leave this store."

Xiao Zichen was very angry. If it weren't for the woman opposite, he wouldn't have spoken but just called him with a fist.

He just went out to answer a call, which made Mo Yurou suffer such insults. Although Mo Yurou acted calmly, Xiao Zichen cared because in his heart, he always felt that all of Mo Yurou was caused by him, whether it was a car accident that year or this time he had a child.

A woman had never seen such a cold man, with a solemn chill all over her body, especially her sharp eyes, staring at her like sharp blades, which scared her to fall directly on the sofa.

"Mr. Xiao, sorry, my friend was also unintentional. She also stood up for me. Today, I just thought it was our fault. Please forgive me."

At this time, the woman who had just been ignored by Xiao Zichen came back and blocked the woman who was scolded by Xiao Zichen. She looked at Xiao Zichen with a smile and said excitedly.

Only then did Xiao Zichen notice this woman, looking at the woman in front of her expressionlessly, and said coldly.
Chapter completed!