Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Okay!" Jing Tong nodded vigorously.

Thousands of shoes can't be bought, but hundreds are still affordable. Jing Tong doesn't want to let an inexplicable woman ruin her shopping mood, she soon leaves this behind her and drags Xu Yao to the end Vigorously strolled up.

On the other side, the woman was humiliated by her provocation, and her tears fell.

The clerk handed the card back tremblingly, and the woman snatched it, hoping to break the credit card.

She finally remembered that it was outside. In case of a sensation and bad influence, she could hardly hold back.

The woman took a deep breath to calm down. She looked up and Jingtong's back was gone.

She couldn't hold her breath. After hearing the rumors, she couldn't help but come to find out. This woman is not at the same level as her, let alone the rumors are likely to be fake, even if it is true, as this woman, it is just the end of being played.

After all, Jiang Yu has never brought her back to Jiang's home. Is this not enough to explain the problem?

Thinking of this, the woman sneered at the corner of her lips, turned and left, went straight to the top floor of the mall, and walked into a top luxury boutique.

"Miss Xiang, are you back?" The clerk smiled, "Mrs. He has a fancy bag, but she doesn't know which color to pick. She just wants to ask for your opinion."

Inside the shop, there was a lady holding her hair halfway, who was comparing the two bags of different colors in her hand.

The woman immediately smiled, and she walked inside while coquettishly opening: "Auntie, I think these two colors are very suitable for you, you can buy them well, and it is easy to match clothes."

Hearing the voice, the lady put down her bag and said with a smile: "Xueying? Where did you go... It's too extravagant to buy both, and the aunt's year-end award is only enough for one bag."

"You laughed. It's not that there are uncles and cousins." Xiang Xueying blinked.

"Forget it." He Xiangjun shook his head with a smile, "I dare not cause trouble to your cousin... There will be a half-month election to begin, and I don't know how many people are waiting to grab his handle. "

Probably the clerk was on the sidelines, and at the last sentence, she lowered her tone.

She is Jiang Yu's mother and wife of Jiang Jiang's eldest son Jiang Cheng. But the couple did not enter politics, but taught at the university. Grandpa Jiang has very strict requirements on his children, so Jiang Cheng has no place in a political family, and his wife, He Xiangjun, is only a normal scholar. Grandpa Jiang is upright, and the Jiang family may be more simple than outsiders imagine. The couple had no extra income, and even buying a luxury brand's bag, He Xiangjun had to save his money. Moreover, even if there is any gray income, He Xiangjun dared not spend it on the bright side. After all, her son was about to become president. She did not dare to attract attention and caused trouble to Jiang Yu.

"You are too careful, but only a few bags." Xiang Xueying said playfully, "otherwise I will buy it for my aunt, just treat me as your honor."

"Your boy." He Xiangjun gave her a sneer. "Which can make you spend money... Aunt didn't give you anything."

"My mother said, she said that her aunt's life is very hard, let me honor you a lot." Xiang Xueying said seriously.