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Chapter 135 The Little White Face Raised by the Rich Woman

Yu Xing'er took Zhang Dagang's arm and walked straight out of the fruit shop.

"Myolie, my latest Bentley is parked outside. Why don't you take my car?" Ma Yibo said confidently: "As long as you marry me, I will give you this Bentley as a scooter."

"No, thank you."

Ma Yibo looked at Yu Xing'er who was holding Zhang Dagang's arm in a noble and cold manner, and a flash of stiffness flashed across his face.

Until he saw the two of them getting into the Ferrari at the door, Ma Yibo's original pride disappeared without a trace at this moment. He was so shocked that he didn't even notice the rose in his arms falling to the ground.

He had already investigated Myolie when he was abroad. It was clear that she drove a poor Volkswagen, so why did she suddenly switch to a Ferrari? It seemed that he still knew too little about Myolie.

When Ma Yibo thought of this, a strong desire to conquer Xing'er arose in his heart. He strode onto the Bentley parked outside the store and followed closely behind the Ferrari.

Yu Xinger, who was driving, looked at the strange call that came in and clicked to answer it.

"Xing'er, we were roommates before. I just don't have anything to do today, so how about we help you choose a wedding ring? I happened to do research on this when I was in the United States."

Sitting in the newly purchased Bentley, Ma Yibo regained his previous elegant image of a humble gentleman.

Listening to Ma Yibo's voice on the other end of the phone, Yu Myolie was about to hang up, but Zhang Dagang smiled and took Yu Myolie's phone and agreed.

"Myolie, go to the largest jewelry store in our city." After hanging up the phone, Zhang Dagang looked at the Bentley following closely behind in the rearview mirror.

Of course he knew that the boy wanted to humiliate him in front of Yu Xing'er, so giving him a chance would be a good time to find out where he came from.

He wanted to steal Zhang Dagang's woman, and also wanted to compete for money. Zhang Dagang was willing to accompany him to this kind of humiliation that others were trying to get ahead of him.

Despite Zhang Dagang's insistence, Yu Xing'er parked the car in front of the largest jewelry store in Suhai City.

"Take out the best matching ring in your store and have a look." Zhang Dagang put his arms around Yu Xing'er's slender waist and looked at the clerk and store manager who were surrounding them with fawning faces.

"Please let the two distinguished guests rest here for a while. I will go and bring the best rings in the store for them to try on."

The store manager wore a black uniform and a sexy butt-covering skirt and led them into the VIP lounge. She leaned forward slightly, and the ravine on her chest was very eye-catching.

Zhang Dagang just glanced at it and then looked away.

Zhang Dagang had no interest in this kind of woman. The two of them sat side by side on the sofa. Zhang Dagang reached out and took the initiative to hold Yu Xing'er's little hand.

The soft hand felt great in his hand, and Zhang Dagang couldn't put it down.

"Miss Yu, there is a gentleman outside who says he is your friend." The clerk's respectful voice came from the door.

"Let him come in." Zhang Dagang said.

After hearing the permission, the clerk opened the door to the VIP lounge. Ma Yibo, who was standing outside, glanced at the clerk's job number, adjusted his glasses, and walked in with a dark face.

"Myolie, your little boyfriend probably didn't even go to college. You two won't have a common language together."

Ma Yibo continued to try to persuade Yu Xing'er: "Xing'er, you are old. How many years can a woman's youth last? You can't afford to bother."

"That's enough, I don't want to hear another word from you, otherwise I'll ask you to leave." Yu Xing'er's face turned cold.

If Dagang hadn't taken the initiative, Yu Xing'er would never have allowed Ma Yibo to follow him, let alone listen to him talking bad about Dagang here.

Ma Yibo knew that Yu Xing'er had a stubborn temper, so he could only endure it and sit on the sofa nearby.

"Sir and Miss, our clerk specially queued up to go to Fu Guoyuan to buy these plums. Sir and miss, please have a taste." The clerk diligently knelt down and placed a plate of plums in front of Yu Xing'er.

Looking at the plump and crystal-clear Fu Guo plums, even Yu Xing'er can't help but have a big appetite.

She gently pinched one with her slender white fingers and put it into her mouth. The sweet and sour taste exploded in her mouth, and Yu Xing'er narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

After eating fuguomei so many times, I never get tired of it. No wonder the sales of fuguomei continue to increase.

Dong dong dong...

There was a knock on the door of the VIP room, and then the store manager came in with a tray. On the tray were two ring settings. On one of the ring settings, a lady's diamond ring sparkled under the light.

"Miss, you see, this is the best wedding ring in our store. It is designed by the world-famous jewelry designer Ryan. The ring settings are all made of 18k rose gold, and the diamonds on it are made of 4c.

Standard top quality diamond.”

After the introduction, the store manager put on his usual white gloves and carefully took off the lady's ring.

"Miss, you can try it out." The store manager looked at Yu Xing'er expectantly.

“The most noteworthy thing about this ring is that the size of the ring designed by jewelry designer Ryan is based on the size of his wife. If a woman can wear this ring, she will be able to live a happy life like their husband and wife.

"

After the store manager explained, he looked at the poster on the wall: "Even if Mr. Lane attends major fashion dinners, he will always bring his wife with him."

Yu Xing'er looked in the direction the store manager was looking, and sure enough she saw Ryan holding hands with an ordinary-looking woman. Ryan looked at the woman's side face with a doting smile.

Zhang Dagang also followed the gazes of the two men and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

As expected, it is unusual to be able to take the position of store manager in your thirties. This ability to deceive people is really unique.

But the ring in the store manager's hand does look good, and it matches the sky blue dress Myolie is wearing today.

Ma Yibo's gaze fell on Yu Xing'er's flawless profile and he couldn't take it back.

Myolie sitting there now really looks like a noble queen, which makes people want to indulge in her involuntarily.

Looking at Ma Yibo who looked at Myolie with a pig-like look on his face, Zhang Dagang stretched out his arms around Myolie's waist, and their bodies became more fitting: "It will definitely look good on you, let's try it."

At this time, the shop assistants gathered around the counter were envious and jealous of the pair of rings that the shop manager brought into the VIP room, and they all secretly talked about it.

"That man is too slovenly. We are also a brand jewelry store after all. We don't have to worry about embarrassing the little rich woman who supports him by dressing like this."

"Isn't that true? When they came in, they really opened their mouths and asked for the best. If they hadn't seen that woman driving a Ferrari, the store manager might have asked the security to kick them out."

"I'm so poor. I really don't know how the rich woman could accept such a sloppy man instead of the handsome man next to her."


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