Wen Yuwan came to Buzhuang, looked at the new batch of materials, and put forward some suggestions for modification.
Jin Niang had a sad face, "Madam... there is an order, it belongs to the Han family, and I asked for men's clothing, but... I made it but it was returned. After revisions, I was still not satisfied, and I went back and forth several times..."
Wen Yuwan frowned, the Han family...
The Han family is now at its peak. Because of Han Chun, the Wen family and the Wang family, which have begun to decline, are trampled under their feet.
As for the Han family, whether it was Han Chun, Han Cheng or Han Mo, they all had mortal enemies with themselves.
I don’t know why I’m so crazy right now… I actually came here to buy clothes?!
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Cheng, who was now a minor official relying on his father, strode in striding in as if he was stepping on the right foot.
"Hey, hey, let me tell you, how do you do business at Jinxiu Cloth Store?! Why are the clothes you make so unqualified, and this silk, it will tear as soon as you pull it! What kind of material is it? Is it just used to make up money?
Bar?"
Wen Yuwan wanted to hide, but was hit in the face. She could not help but sink her heart and grit her teeth.
"Jin Niang, take it and change it!" Wen Yuwan was pregnant and didn't want the child in her belly to see this ugly person, otherwise the children born in the future would also become ugly...
"Hey, isn't this Princess Sanluo, Mrs. Shangshu? What a coincidence! I didn't want to meet her here!" Han Cheng stared at Wen Yuwan with a greasy look on his face.
Wen Yuwan said in a neutral tone, "Well, it's a coincidence. What's wrong with the clothes this time? Could it be... it's..."
Wen Yuwan didn't say anything, but her eyes looked down at Han Cheng.
Han Cheng shivered subconsciously and remembered the humiliating day when he was hung on the flagpole on Changning Street...
"You..." Han Cheng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and looked at Wen Yuwan, "You dare to insult me?"
Wen Yuwan rolled her eyes and carefully protected her belly.
"If you humiliate yourself, you can't blame others!"
"Bitch!"
"Who are you talking about bitch?!"
"Bitch said you!...you!"
Wen Yuwan frowned, looked at Han Cheng's enlarged face, and said coldly, "Is it possible that you want to act wild here? Go back and sue Su Rong to the emperor's ears. Even for your father's sake, you are such an idiot.
Pin Xiaoguan, can you still sit still?!"
Han Cheng was furious, but he didn't dare to make a mistake.
When he faced Wen Yuwan, he lost nine times out of ten.
But at this time, Jin Niang hurried out, pulled Wen Yuwan's ear and whispered a few words.
Wen Yuwan's expression changed. Seeing Han Cheng's arrogance, she immediately winked at Qiu He.
Qiu He understands.
"If you want to change clothes, just wait!" Wen Yuwan said calmly and motioned to the boy beside her to show her some tea.
Han Cheng endured it again and again, looking at Wen Yuwan's bulging belly, he felt angry.
My sister was so embarrassed at the wedding and even had a miscarriage. The woman in front of her was lucky enough to be married to Cheng Fenglou and pregnant with her child.
Thinking of this, Han Cheng couldn't help but get angry. Looking at Wen Yuwan's belly, a fierce light suddenly appeared in Han Cheng's eyes.
Jin Niang's hands were very fast, or she didn't change it at all and just took it out as it was.
"Madam, sir! It's been changed!" Jin Niang held the tray expressionlessly and spoke calmly.
Wen Yuwan took a glance and knew that Jin Niang had never changed.
It’s a joke, Jinxiu Cloth Store is doing business and pays attention to integrity. It’s okay if it’s someone else. Even Hu Duoer, who didn’t deal with it before, would change her clothes if they really didn’t fit. But Han Cheng was clearly here to stir up trouble.
, Wen Yuwan certainly couldn't let the other party get what he wanted.
"Mr. Han, is there anything else?" Wen Yuwan stood up and put on a posture of seeing off guests.
Han Cheng smiled and didn't look at the clothes. He just looked closer at Wen Yuwan.
"No more...but..." The next second, Han Cheng hooked his leg and was about to trip Wen Yuwan down.
Wen Yuwan was so bloated that if she accidentally fell towards the table and chair next to her...