The cashier behind her tugged at her sleeve and motioned for her to say less.

Jun Mohan ripped off the name tag on the chest of the shopping guide, then took out his mobile phone and called the person in charge of the luxury store.

"Linda, the woman named Wang Zhizhi in the store is disrespectful to the guests, you can deal with it, there is monitoring, and you can collect evidence yourself."

"I want an explanation."

"Otherwise, we'll all fuck off."

This spirit!

This tone!

made Wang Zhizhi's face turn white, and she looked at Jun Mohan a little nervously, she was afraid at this time.

In the dark, I feel that this man is not easy to offend.

"You!"

Jun Mo glanced at her coldly, and said to the cashier: "Pack me ten sets of underwear and underwear with the most novel style and the most comfortable to wear, 34C, and swipe the card." ”

Wang Zhizhi's eyes widened in shock, ten sets, the cheapest one is more than five thousand, the most expensive one is more than ten thousand, and this order is a full eighty or ninety thousand!

She lost a lot.

The shopping guide happily selected the ten most expensive styles and wrapped them neatly, calculated it and said with a smile: "Sir, hello, a total of 103,000 nine." ”

Wang Zhizhi almost vomited blood.

Jun Mohan handed over the black card unique to the Jun Group.

After settling the account, he took an unfathomable look at Wang Zhizhi and left.

Linda received a call from Jun Mohan, and was so frightened that she immediately ran to the store and told the cashier, "Turn on the monitoring just now." ”

"Sister Linda, you ......"

Linda looked at Wang Zhizhi coldly and said coldly, "You are dead." ”

Sure enough, when she looked at the surveillance, Linda was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

slapped Wang Zhizhi in the face, "Do you know who the man you just looked down on is?" ”

"Wang Zhizhi, you are capable!"

"Why do you look down on people who live in basements?"

Wang Zhizhi's arrogant momentum just fell, and she cried: "Sister Linda, I don't know, who is he?" ”

"He is the financier behind all the luxury stores in our mall, the president of Junshi Group."

"Ahh The cashier's eyes widened in fright.

Wang Zhizhi's legs were weak and fell directly to the ground.

Linda said coldly: "Pack up your things and get out of here immediately." ”

......

Wen Wen went to the toilet and didn't see Jun Mohan, thinking that he also went to the bathroom, so he waited outside, until the slender figure came with several bags of things, and she greeted her.

"Uncle, what are you going to buy?"

Jun Mohan handed the things to her, "Underwear and underwear, ten sets." ”

The emotion in the warm eyes instantly saw the Peugeot on the bag, and I was shocked and almost had a myocardial infarction.

"How much is this?"

"More than two thousand."

"Jun Mohan, you treat me as a fool! Just one set costs seven or eight thousand, but this is ten sets. ”

Jun Mohan soothed with a smile, "This is the futures they handled, so it's cheap, about two hundred sets." ”

"How is that possible?"

"Really, I can't bear seven or eight thousand, I went home, I want to eat the noodles you made."

Smile warmly, "Okay! For the sake of you making up for me and helping me buy underwear, I'll fry a few more eggs for you. ”

Raising his hand, he rubbed her head and walked in front naturally.

The woman behind him was so sweet and sweet that she couldn't even keep up with his steps.

Jun Mohan turned his head and stretched out his hand, "Come here." ”

Suddenly coming back to her senses, she stepped forward and took his hand.

In the car, Jun Mohan received a call from Linda, and in order not to help him, he said: "You handled it very well, this kind of thing can't happen in the future." ”

"The customer is God, and the strange eyes that recognize people will only destroy."

"Hang up, I'm driving."

Hanging up the phone, he asked curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, Mr. Jun asked me to deal with an employee who looks down on people."

"Oh!"

Wen Wen yawned, looked at the traffic outside tiredly, and closed his eyes unconsciously.

When he got home, he went home with the sleeping woman in his arms, and came down again to carry his things.

Hungry a little hungry, tonight grandma had an accident, he didn't even eat anything to pick up Wen Wen back to the hospital, now his nerves are relaxed, he feels that his hungry soul is about to come out of the sheath.

said that I wanted to eat the noodles she cooked, but I never thought that this girl slept too soundly,

I couldn't bear to bother, so I had to make my own noodles.

The sound of the spatula came, and the smell of eggs woke Wen Wen up, and she remembered to promise to make noodles for him.

Damn, get up and head outside.

Warmly snuggled up to the kitchen door, watching the slim man stir-fry the fried noodles skillfully.

The ghost sent a messenger, and Wen Wen walked over, hugged his waist from behind, and rested his cheek on his back.

His body stiffened, but after a moment he softened, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he was moved.

"It's just right to wake up, I'll fry you too."

"Uncle, why are you being so nice to me?"

Extinguishing the gas and placing the noodles delicately on the plate, he turned around and hugged her.

"Because you're my wife."

"I love you."

Warm and moved her eyes, her already soft eyes were filled with mist in an instant, and her head was buried in his chest, "But I have shamed you." ”

"I'm sorry uncle, I shouldn't have hidden it from you, I know you're angry because I concealed it."

"Not anymore."

"We're always together, don't leave me, okay?"

Her confession and her tears made Jun Mohan's already fluctuating heart fluctuate again.

Distressed.

Fear.

Fear that she would leave him, fear that he would never find him again, fear that she would disappear into his own world.

In that case, he will die.

He bowed his head, held her face pink from sleep, kissed her eyes with his lips, and kissed away her tears.

Gently.

Crispy hemp ground.

An unforgettable feeling.

He smiled: "Never again, please don't leave me, leave you." ”

"I might die."

"Really?"

She looked at him with a wink, incredulous.

"Of course, okay, wait for the lump below."

Wen Wen left his arms at this time, and under his fiery gaze, he held his own noodles, and happily came to the table to taste them.

He walked up, "How does it taste?" ”

"Hmmm! It's so delicious, I can't keep up with your cooking. ”

"If you like it, then I'll cook for you for the rest of your life."

Wen Wen raised his head and chuckled, "You're not afraid that others will laugh at you and become a family cook?" ”

"Don't be afraid, for you, it's worth it."

This supper is lonely in sweetness.

The corners of their mouths never drooped.

When Jun Mohan was bathing, Wen Wen called Lin Haiyan.

The tone is relaxed and lively.

"Mom, I've reconciled with my uncle."

"Really? That's great. ”

Lin Haiyan cried excitedly, "You don't know that I haven't fallen asleep crying since last night because of your affairs, and I blame myself for dragging you down." ”

"Mom, we're just a husband and wife quarrelling, don't hang on to us every day, I'll take him to see you tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, then don't talk about it, Congee Porridge fell asleep, for fear of waking him up."

"Okay, good night, Mom."