Chapter 3: I am You Wanqing's husband

Chen Xiaoming? The name of this setback. Shang Moqian almost choked.

"Boss, do me a favor, don't charge you for car repairs?" You Wanqing whispered to Shang Mo Qian's eyes.

Shang Moqian pointed to the two thousand yuan she was still holding in her hand.

Quickly stuffing two thousand yuan into Shang Moqian's pocket, You Wanqing glanced back at Landlord Zhang, and then said loudly, "Husband, you finally came to pick us up, I miss you to death!" ”

Turning his back on Landlord Zhang, You Wanqing rushed to Shang Moqian and begged for help.

"You...... Is it Wanqing's husband? Landlord Zhang looked at Shang Moqian suspiciously.

"Please, please, boss......" You Wanqing looked at Shang Moqian with a sad face.

However, it doesn't seem to have any effect.

Shang Moqian disgusted and took away You Wanqing's hand pulling his sleeve, "Miss, we know each other?" ”

You Wanqing covered her face, it seems that Chairman Mao is right, self-reliance is the most important thing.

"Hehe, You Wanqing, I knew you wouldn't have such a rich husband, otherwise what would you do with You Xiaohe's such a drag oil bottle." Landlord Zhang wanted to come over happily, and Layou Wanqing's hand didn't notice that her face had changed.

"Zhang Cheng, what did you just say about Xiaohe?" Turning around, You Wanqing had a sneer on her face.

"What are you saying she's not dragging an oil bottle! Otherwise, we would have been together a long time ago, you see how good I am to you, and I will rent our family's old house to you, Wanqing, you will be ......"

"You're fine." You Wanqing put away the sarcastic smile just now and replaced it with a hint of provocation.

"I'll pick you up tonight!" Landlord Zhang was excited.

"Wait, there is no problem with you, You Xiaohe and I need 30,000 yuan a month for living expenses, Xiaohe's kindergarten will be transferred to bilingual, and you will send her ......abroad in the future."

"You Juan......" Landlord Zhang gritted his teeth.

"Also, I still need another 5,000 yuan every month to go to the beauty salon, there is a new brand recently and I haven't bought it, you give an extra 5,000 a month, what do you think?"

Landlord Zhang felt that it was dark in front of him, but Shang Moqian looked at You Wanqing in front of him with interest, as if he couldn't figure out the woman in front of him.

"You Wanqing, don't forget that you are an unmarried child, you see who else in this town is willing to look at you besides me!" Landlord Zhang was not lightly angry, and picked You Wanqing's sore spot.

Shang Moqian glanced at You Wanqing, his fingers moved slightly, the woman in front of him hung her head heavily, she was crying?

"That landlord, are you blind to keep looking at me?" You Wanqing raised her head and smiled at the opening of the hidden knife, where was the expression of crying.

Shang Moqian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and didn't cry.

"You!" Zhang Cheng was annoyed and embarrassed, and raised his hand angrily, which was a slap in the face, and he came over.

The wind brought up by the slap hit You Wanqing's face, she closed her eyes tightly, but she didn't wait for the pain to hit, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw Zhang Cheng with a painful face.

Zhang Cheng's wrist was pinched by Shang Moqian, and his face was full of pain.

Shang Moqian protected You Wanqing behind him and glanced at Zhang Cheng coldly, "It's not a good habit to beat women. ”

"What does it matter to you as an outsider about me and You Wanqing! I don't care about you! ”

"I'm You Wanqing's husband." Shang Moqian glanced back at You Wanqing, and the corner of his lips seemed to bloom with an evil flower, "So, You Wanqing's matter is my business, give you three seconds to get out of my perspective." ”

"Husband, thank you, although you are a little late to save the beauty of the hero, but it doesn't matter." Saying that, You Wanqing grabbed Shang Moqian's arm, but his hand went straight into his pocket and pinched the two thousand yuan he had just put in into his hand.

Sensing You Wanqing's small movements, Shang Moqian pulled the corners of his eyes a little helplessly.

This woman does not forget her two thousand yuan at this time.