Chapter Twenty-Seven: Richer Than Lao Tzu?

"Snow, ignore them, let's go." Ning Caiqi hugged Ling Tanxue and whispered.

The two of them are weak women, making trouble here, and they can't get any benefits, so it's better to go first.

Ling Tanxue naturally knows this truth, after all, this is someone else's place, the two of them have no background and no background, and they really can't afford to mess with the people here.

Ling Tanxue suffered a loss, and she couldn't fight back, and she was about to endure it, but the short and fat man refused, he pointed at her and shouted: "I tell you, if you don't make me happy tonight, you don't want to leave here!" ”

Ling Tanxue saw his arrogant appearance, angrily grabbed the goblet on the table, and smashed it on the table, and the glass shattered.

She took the broken glass and walked over to the man.

"Snow, snow, don't be angry." Ning Caiqi hurriedly grabbed her.

But the angry Ling Tanxue couldn't pull back the ten cows, she threw off Ning Caiqi, and regardless of her too big pace, her thighs were all exposed, she held the glass and rubbed it against the man's face.

"Have fun with you, don't you? Okay, this girl will have fun with you! ”

"What are you doing~Ah!" The man was so frightened that he hurried back, and when he saw her rubbing a glass in his face like a madman, he hastened to hide.

"Security, security!" The man yelled.

At this time, the man who had given the check just now rushed up and grabbed her wrist.

"Aren't you afraid of losing your job?" The man asked warningly.

"Jobs? Do you TM when I came out to sell? Fuck you! Ling Tanxue was angry and wanted to hit him.

But the man had a lot of strength, and with a strong throw, he threw Ling Tanxue out.

"Ahh Ling Tanxue couldn't stand steadily, the soles of her feet were high heels, and the whole person hit the table and the table overturned, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Oh my God!" Lan Shaohuang had already seen this step as soon as he ran over, and his head suddenly became hot.

"What's going on, what are you doing? Do you want to die? Lan Shaohuang roared angrily.

No one here doesn't know that this villa belongs to him Lan Shaohuang, and he is the husband of the second daughter after Mo Xun.

"Lan Shao, this woman ......" The lobby manager pointed at Ling Tanxue, and was about to sue.

Lan Shaohuang hurriedly took off his coat and ran over to cover Ling Tanxue's thighs.

"Get out of here!" Ling Tanxue pushed Lan Shaohuang away, none of them had a good thing.

Lan Shaohuang looked into trouble, he just asked someone to test her character, what the hell did those people arrange?

The short and fat man had a big belly and said arrogantly: "Tonight, I want this woman to sleep with me!" ”

"Roll the calves!" Lan Shaohuang yelled at the man, and saw the waiter standing aside, just now he ordered him to arrange to test Ling Tanxue's character, he immediately shouted at him, "Your brother? Addicted to acting? Grass! ”

"Lan Shao, I haven't had time to tell you yet." The waiter muttered quietly.

Lan Shaohuang glared and asked, "So this is really going to take advantage?" ”

"Hmm. The waiter nodded, looking like it.

"Grass!" Lan Shaohuang suddenly became angry.

"How? I want her to sleep with me, do you want to rob me? Let me tell you, my dad is Zhang Gang, and our family is rich! The short and fat man pointed at Lan Shaohuang and shouted.

"Ouch, I'll go! There is someone who is richer than my Lan Shaohuang! Lan Shaohuang felt that he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and stood up and looked at the man who was two heads shorter than him.

"You, you are Lan Shaohuang...... Lan Shao ...... "When the man heard his name, he suddenly trembled a little.