Cui Weizhen saw the slightly weird look in his wife's eyes and could probably guess that she was complaining about something weird again. Of course, if he knew her doubts, he would definitely answer - yes.
In order to impeach him these days, the Conservative Party has gone to great lengths to impeach him. Various major and minor incidents centered on him have been dug up and impeached and slandered one by one. Comments like this, "It is insulting to be polite to hang around in a place where celebrities are famous".
He didn't take it seriously at all.
The only thing that can arouse his anger is the slander about Ye Zhenzhen and Baishan Hall. Some people want to impeach Mrs. Ning Guo for using Baishan Hall to win over people's hearts, although Baishan Hall was originally established with the permission of the emperor and the empress.
, Princess Ningyang is also in the name of supervision, and this kind of slander to win over people's hearts is still very sensitive.
This impeachment failed to reach Ye Zhenzhen's ears in the end. Naturally, Cui Weizhen solved the problem before the incident, and the book had no chance to be presented to the emperor.
Shopkeeper Qian accepted Jing Ningbo's coldness and reticence well, but Ye Zhenzhen gave him a strange look, feeling that his mood suddenly became a little bad.
Ye Zhenzhen suppressed the doubts in her heart and asked with a smile: "We just stopped by to take a look. Do you have any new jewelry in your store?"
Although Duobao Zhai's jewelry is a high-end customization line, it also launches limited edition jewelry from time to time. Of course, these jewelry are not only available to wealthy wealthy people with money, but are generally sold to regular customers in the store.
Shopkeeper Qian immediately put on an attentive smile on his face: "Madam, you are here just in time. The master in our store has just designed and produced a batch of jewelry headsets. I originally wanted to deliver them to my house for you to choose from, but I didn't expect you to come by chance.
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While they were talking, the waiter carefully brought out the wooden box. The wooden box was paved with red silk and satin, and there was a complete set of headdresses on it. The design was exquisite and gorgeous, and the workmanship was exquisite and perfect. It fully lived up to the reputation of Duobao Zhai.
Ye Zhenzhen has no shortage of jewelry. Cui Weizhen's cultivated aesthetic also fell in love with this appearance when she saw it. However, she hesitated a little when she thought of the jewelry that could almost fill the display cabinets at home.
She has too much jewelry, and many of them are unused.
However, Cui Weizhen didn't have this hesitation. After seeing that she liked it, he didn't hesitate at all and directly said to shopkeeper Qian: "Send this set of hair and noodles to the uncle's house."
Although shopkeeper Qian had expected this result, it did not affect his smile at all, and he quickly called the waiter to send the head and face to the uncle's house.
As for paying the bill, just go to the accountant of the uncle's house directly, because after many years of cooperation, every waiter is very familiar with this.
Seeing a large amount of money flowing out, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but whisper in Cui Weizhen's ear: "You are really the God of Wealth."
How can anyone buy something without even asking the price?
Cui Weizhen only looked at her and smiled without saying a word, but the fondness in his eyes made her blush.
At this time, a woman with a woman's hair in a woman's bun walked out of Duobao Zhai. Her face was beautiful and her expression was faintly gloomy. A maid behind her saw Shopkeeper Qian and immediately said, "Shopkeeper Qian,
I heard that everyone in Yu has made a new set of noodle, please bring it out quickly, our master wants it."
Shopkeeper Qian was about to say something to Uncle Jing Ning when he was interrupted by the visitor, but he was not angry, but showed a kind smile: "What a coincidence, you are a step too late, this look has just been decided by Mrs. Ning Guo
Already."
Ye Zhenzhen then turned her attention to the visitor and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Enemies meet on a narrow road, what a coincidence.
The visitor was none other than the widowed Feng Yuran.
Because of these years of deliberately keeping a low profile, people in the capital gradually forgot about Feng Yuran. They heard that Mrs. Feng began to make arrangements to find her a marriage, so Feng Yuran returned to the social circles of the capital and would appear in Duobao Zhai.
It makes sense.
Feng Yuran's face looked a little ugly.
Years of widowhood and sudden changes in her family had made her extremely gloomy. She had not been able to make an appointment with Duobao Zhai for jewelry production, so she thought of trying her luck when Duobao Zhai's new products were launched. Unexpectedly, she managed to find out with great difficulty.
The news and opportunities came, but they were intercepted by Ye Zhenzhen.
If it were someone else today, she might not be so upset. But this person is Ye Zhenzhen, her old enemy. It seems that he is deliberately against her. Ever since she met this woman, she has not
Better off.
The fate of the two is very different. She is like a mouse crossing the street, alone, but the other is a beloved husband and has no regrets in life.
She couldn't help but darken her face and asked: "Ye Zhenzhen, why do you have to compete with me for everything? Don't you have enough?"
Shopkeeper Qian remembered the relationship between the two and wanted to dig a crack in the ground and hide it. But this was his shop, so he could only stand awkwardly, not even daring to cover his ears, for fear that the nobles would be offended.
Ye Zhenzhen was very cold and only replied: "What did I steal from you?"
Feng Yuran was speechless, but the emotion of jealousy had blinded her eyes. She said bitterly: "Everything that happened to me today was caused by you. You are just a sanctimonious and hypocritical hypocrite."
"Mrs. Xu, please be careful what you say."
Cui Weizhen's cold words directly made Feng Yuran the prototype. Her teeth and claws and anger burst out of the name "Mrs. Xu", and she quickly deflated like a deflated rubber ball, as if there was some magic in that title.
The curse was too much for her to bear.
She seemed to have collapsed: "I am not Mrs. Xu! I have divorced! Don't call me that again!"
Cui Weizhen sneered: "Those who respect others will always respect them. Mrs. Xu, don't think that no one knows about the little tricks you do behind your back."
Feng Yuran's expression changed again, and she looked at him with uncertainty and anxiety, as if she was weighing the authenticity of his words.
How is it possible, how could he know what she did in private...
Cui Weizhen snorted coldly and said nothing more. This was enough to make her anxious. He supported his wife and said, "Let's go."
Ye Zhenzhen was full of doubts, but also knew that it was not the time to ask, so she nodded and followed him away.
Cui Zhiduan glanced at the lady, then followed his father and mother, and asked in confusion: "Dad, mother, why is the lady next door so hostile to my mother?"
"puff."
Ye Zhenzhen almost choked on her saliva: "Auntie?"
Feng Yuran is not very old either, she is younger than her.
Cui Zhiduan said willfully: "That's the aunt! Just like the old witch in my mother's story!"
Don't think that he doesn't remember that the lady next door always rolled her eyes when she met her mother when she went back to her parents' house several times.