"This kind of queue cutting is not qualified, so she should be given a long memory, don't you say?" Han Zigao is also a master who has a vengeance and takes revenge on the spot, and if he provokes him, he will embarrass the other party on the spot.

"That's it."

"I took a picture of her and exposed it on the Internet."

"The appearance is not bad, but it's a pity that the quality can't keep up."

The people present were gossiping, and Luo Yetong was originally upset when he cut the line, but at this time, someone came forward and invited their guests, so naturally they stood on the same front as Han Zigao.

Some people have taken out their mobile phones to take pictures, take videos, and prepare to post on Moments, Weibo, and upload to the Internet.

In the face of everyone's accusations, Luo Yetong's face became more and more ugly, this kind of scene, no matter how thick-skinned people are, they can't stay.

"Song Weilan, you wait for me." She put down her cruel words and slipped out of the dessert shop with a disgraced face.

Luo Yetong obviously counted all the humiliation he suffered today on Song Weilan's head.

It is really a person who sits at home, and the pot comes from heaven.

A classmate, there is no love for each other, and it shouldn't be to the point of tearing your face, how good is the well water not the river water, Song Weilan sighed helplessly, women's jealousy is sometimes really terrible, she just read Luo Yetong's heart, she was looking for trouble with her, it was completely out of jealousy, she couldn't see that others were better off than her.

Song Weilan bought the dessert, Han Zigao did not break his promise, and happily paid everyone present.

When someone thanked him, he waved his hand, very freely.

"Show me, how much did it cost?" Out of the dessert shop, Song Weilan asked him for a small ticket, although it didn't cost her money, but she was also distressed.

"It's not much, it's not enough for a day." Han Zigao casually handed the small ticket to Song Weilan, and for him, no more than one million was small money.

"Are you really willing? Aren't you afraid that someone will take advantage of the opportunity to blackmail you in disguise? Song Weilan glanced at the amount on the receipt, and actually spent nearly 50,000 yuan, and the 6-inch small cake she was carrying in her hand was less than 200.

"I think it's worth the money to make that woman lose face." Han Zigao unwrapped the meat floss bread package in his hand, approached his nose and sniffed it before stuffing it into his mouth.

"This meat floss is not good." Han Zigao took a bite and commented.

"Can you eat all of this?" Song Weilan was surprised, what does this wealthy man usually eat, and his mouth is so good?

"I think you bought a cake? Someone's birthday? Han Zigao asked nonchalantly.

Song Weilan paused, yes, why did she buy cakes? Haven't Ji Ruxu's bastard's birthdays passed? No, she bought him a cake when she was full?

"Me, can't I eat it myself?" Song Weilan replied a little insincerely.

"Oh, then why did you buy a gift?" Han Zigao poked his head to look at the gift bag that Song Weilan was carrying with the cake, and looked curious, "What did you buy?" Can you show me? ”

"I can't." Song Weilan dodged him and continued to walk forward.

[Look at the gift packaging like a watch, and it's also a men's, hehe, there's a story.] 】

Han Zigao was in his heart, and quickly caught up with Song Weilan's footsteps: "Sister Lan, Sister Lan, is there a partner?" Who? Do I recognize me? Is there any handsome for me? Do I have money? ”

"I said, aren't you too gossip for a man?" Song Weilan was speechless, how could she not know that Han Zigao had so many problems, speaking of which, she was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, and when she saw a wealthy family like Han Zigao, she took a detour.

"Gossip is a kind of spirit, what does it have to do with gender?" Han Zigao replied confidently, "Sister Lan, what kind of friendship do we have, tell me, let me guess, it won't be Ah Ming's guy, right?" Han Zigao blinked his eyes, and he had the posture of carrying out the spirit of gossip to the end......