Chapter 197: Get on my knees!

"What?!Everyone loses 30,000?!Yin Qingyue, why didn't she rob it?!"

The Qian family's mansion was filled with Qian Wanwan's angry screams.

Qian Wanwan was full of depression and anger because of last night's incident, so as soon as Qian Kunsheng went out on the front foot today, she asked Wang Lu to go shopping to vent on the back foot.

"Shopping, eating, eating", wandering outside until more than four o'clock in the afternoon before returning home, who knew that as soon as he came back, he calmed down a little, and he was hit even harder.

"Shut up!"

Zhen Maozhu changed her image of a gentle mother in the past, and scolded with a cold face, "How do I usually teach you? Either you don't do it, or you have to do it cleanlyβ€”if you did things cleaner at that time, where would you be in trouble now?!"

"But, Mom," Qian Wanwan tried to suppress her anger and sat down beside Zhen Maozhu, holding her mother's arm and twisting it around to perform the coquettish Dafa again.

"The information that Zhen Maocai investigated and returned, you have also seen it, in Yin Qingyue's file, the column of immediate family members is blank, how can such a country girl with unknown parents be able to afford to wear clothes of more than 200,000 yuan?

Zhen Maozhu did eat her daughter's set, and was so entangled by Qian Wanwan, and most of her anger just now disappeared.

She glanced at Qian Wanwan, "You think your father is stupid, he has eaten more salt than you have eaten!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and poked Qian Wanwan's head,

That Huang always came with the slip, and even dialed the customer service number on the slip in front of everyone, confirming that the costume was indeed specially customized by Yin Qingyue in Silver. ”

Qian Wanwan took the opportunity to cover her forehead and exhale pain, but she couldn't interrupt Zhen Maozhu's counting.

"Also, don't always call your uncle by his name, so it looks ......"

"I know, I know, I won't call him by his name outside, lest people say that I don't have a tutor, right?" Qian Wanwan pursed her lips and interrupted Zhen Maozhu impatiently, not thinking about that cheap uncle at all.

After a pause, she asked a more interesting question, "What the hell is Silver? Even if Yin Qingyue's clothes are really made of handmade Yunjin, it shouldn't be that expensive, right?"

Hearing her daughter's question, Zhen Maozhu frowned, and reproached unhappily: "I really don't know what magazines you usually read, even Silver doesn't know, you still want to marry Zhou Shao." ”

Qian Wanwan muttered unconvinced, "What does this have to do with Zhou Shao......

"Why doesn't it matter?!"

Zhen Maozhu poked Qian Wanwan's head again, and this time her strength increased a few points.

"It's a shame that there are only two of us in the house now, and if you ask this question when your father is present, it will be light to scold. ”

Qian Wanwan was really in pain this time, she rubbed the place where she was poked, and whispered aggrievedly, "What and what? The more you talk about me, the more confused I become!"

"Hmph, if you ask those flat-headed people, it's forgivable to not know Silver, but the upper class, especially the people in the upper class of Yuandu, if they don't know Silver, the quasi-insurance will be laughed at!"

Zhen Maozhu is almost starting to dislike Qian Wanwan, why does she usually look like a very smart child, but she has become more and more stupid recently?

"It seems that in the future, we can't let her run around when she is free, and I need to stay around and teach this child......

Qian Wanwan didn't know that she had been disgusted by her mother, so she pouted disapprerovingly: "Is it so serious? I don't know if Silver can still be laughed at? I haven't seen anyone around me mention this stubble?"

She didn't say anything, but said it and directly reminded Zhen Maozhu, "Well, yes, her friends also have to change a batch, and they mingle with some people with lower status than her and shallow eyelids all day long, which makes them more and more useless now." ’

decided on the "Everyone's Lady Training Plan" for Qian Wanwan in the future, and Zhen Maozhu opened her mouth to solve Qian Wanwan's doubts:

Silver's upstart in the Gallic fashion scene, its founder and chief designer Hu Jinyue, who rose to fame when he was recognized by the Queen of the United Kingdom nine years ago for wearing Silver's haute couture to the wedding anniversary. ”

"Although in recent years Silver has started to sell high-end ready-to-wear and accessories for teenagers, it is the people who can own Silver Haute Couture. ”

"In particular, there are very few people who can let Hu Jinyue design and make dresses by himself - I have been asking Silver for a custom dress since the year before last, and I still haven't been able to rank it. ”

The more Zhen Maozhu said, the more jealousy and doubts in Qian Wanwan's heart became.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Since this is the case, we don't have anything in our family, so how can Yin Qingyue have it?"

She paused, then hugged Zhen Maozhu's arm and complained, "Also, Mom, since Silver has come out with clothes and accessories suitable for my age, why haven't I seen you buy them for me?"

"Heh, you still have less clothes?"

Zhen Maozhu slapped Qian Wanwan's hand away angrily.

"You only stare at those brands of clothes all day long, and many of them are bought back without even wearing them, and when did you take a serious look at the clothes I bought for you?"

Qian Wan smiled wryly, but didn't dare to refute.

"As for why Yin Qingyue has Silver's haute couture clothes...... Zhen Maozhu frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head, "This is really puzzling." ”

"Hmph, maybe it's because of her foxy face, and she's on the yellow ......."

Before Qian Wanwan's words were finished, she was poked and swallowed back by Zhen Maozhu's finger.

"In vain, I usually praise you for your intelligence in front of your father, why don't you say that your brain is bad these days, and now you can't even control your own mouth?!"

Zhen Maozhu was angry and helpless, "Is it possible to say such things nonsense? Is it your identity that should say it?!"

This time it was really poked lightly, Qian Wanwan covered her forehead, and argued with tears: "It hurts! I'll just talk about it at home, it's just a mouthful, and it won't be spread, what are you afraid ......of?"

"Qian Wanwan, you wicked girl!"

Qian Kunsheng's angry roar came from outside the hall, interrupting the conversation between the mother and daughter, and also scared the two of them into a shiver.

Qian Wanwan tried her best to hide her body behind her mother in a panic, and asked in a low and fast voice, "No, 30,000 yuan can make Dad angry like this?"

"When your dad called back before, he was angry, but it wasn't like that......

Zhen Maozhu answered her daughter's question suspiciously, and stood up to stop her angry husband.

While the mother and daughter were talking, Qian Kunsheng, who was furious, had already strode into the living room and took down the horsewhip hanging on the wall.

Turning around suddenly, he pointed at his daughter with a horsewhip and shouted, "Qian Wanwan, you roll over and kneel for me!"

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