The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

"Sure." Ni Lehui nodded, but the store manager refused to answer, and she was embarrassed to throw it on the ground.

"Mrs. Yan, do you want to ask what Mr. Yan means?" the store manager asked.

"No, my opinion is his opinion." Ni Lehui shook her head, without even looking at Yan Yaoshun. Men are willing to buy expensive clothes for the sake of face. She is a woman and doesn't need face.

"Mrs. Yan, are you really sure?" the store manager asked again, and Ni Lehui wanted to scold. While reaching out to pick it up, the store manager said, "It's a pity, but I want to make it clear that you will withdraw Dress, I won't give you my money back."

"What did you say?" Ni Lehui withdrew her hand and returned the dress without refunding the money. What's the reason?

"Really sorry……"

"No, the latter sentence." Ni Lehui interrupted the manager.

"I won't refund the money." The store manager said.

"Are you paying?" Ni Lehui looked at Yan Yaoshun and saw him nodding. Ni Lehui looked at the store manager again with a rather bad expression: "How much?"

"One thousand... yuan." Under Yan Yaoshun's eyes, the store manager decisively said ten million yuan into one thousand yuan.

"It's only 1,000 yuan, so cheap." Ni Lehui was very surprised. She thought that she couldn't buy it without a few million, but she didn't expect it to be only 10 million. She couldn't afford a few million, but she could afford a thousand yuan.

I remember that the dress my cousin prepared for her cost tens of thousands of yuan. This one looks no worse than my cousin's. Why is it so cheap?

"Really?" Ni Lehui couldn't believe it.

"Really." The store manager nodded with a smile.

"Counterfeit version." Ni Lehui smiled. The shanzhai version is the shanzhai version. There is no way, I really can't afford it, so I can only buy the shanzhai version. If it is a shanzhai version, it will cost 1,000 yuan. You can buy a popular brand-name dress, and you can wear it out if you have nothing to do, but this dress can only be worn on formal occasions, and Ni Lehui feels a bit at a loss.

He glared at Yan Yaoshun, if she was there, he would definitely be able to cut it into five hundred.

"Mrs. Yan is really good at joking." The store manager smiled, their store is a brand store outside the world, how could they buy a counterfeit version, and said: "Mr. Yan is a friend of our boss, and the boss gave Mr. Yan a friendship price. "

Lies are told by her, and she needs to correct them.

Ni Lehui smiled, and walked out of the store holding Yan Yaoshun's hand. Once out of the store, Ni Lehui looked around and let go of Yan Yaoshun. "Why didn't you wait for me?"

"I don't understand." Yan Yaoshun raised his eyebrows, he really didn't understand what Ni Lehui was saying.

"Pay." Ni Lehui stared at him, and said: "If you wait for me, maybe I'm still bargaining, and they will definitely sell it to us for five hundred yuan. One thousand yuan is too bad."

Yan Yaoshun was completely speechless, he didn't dare to imagine the situation with her around, ten million was still a friendship price, that guy didn't plan to sell it, if he didn't insist on buying it, if that guy insisted on saying no, he would beat him up.

"By the way, how do you, a chef, know the owner of that store?" Ni Lehui asked. She listened to the last words of the store manager, and ignored it because she was preparing to settle accounts after the fall.

"Forgot." Yan Yaoshun didn't want to lie to her, but he didn't know how to explain it. She believed that he had no money, but he didn't deny it. Silence doesn't mean tacit agreement.

Ni Lehui didn't continue to ask, he said he forgot, and it was useless to ask, isn't the poor allowed to have a rich friend and relative?

Like her, her aunt's family is rich, but her family is not considered poor. If she denies it, it is impossible for her parents to immigrate to such a good place as Paris.

"Oh! What a pity, a world-renowned brand store actually sells counterfeit goods. I really know that the store has no goods!" Ni Lehui shook her head regretfully, knowing how expensive the dresses in that store were, she couldn't afford them at all. That's why she had the cheek to return the product. She thought he hadn't paid, but she didn't expect him to.

Yan Yaoshun shook his head again, he was very speechless towards Ni Lehui, if that guy knew that she said his store sold counterfeit goods, how angry would that guy be?

Yan Yaoshun glanced at Ni Lehui, walked away from Ni Lehui with a light mint fragrance.

Ni Lehui was stunned for a moment, watching him leave the scene calmly and gracefully, looking at his background, she just felt as if she was in a dream.

The man Yan Yaoshun always gave her the illusion of looking at flowers in the fog, and she couldn't see through or figure it out. This man was like a puzzle, and she couldn't figure it out.

There are many things that I can't figure out, not just Yan Yaoshun.

Yan Yaoshun was depressed, Ni Lehui was thinking about something, the two of them were not in the mood to continue shopping, and drove home.

It was the first time for the two to go shopping, and it was neither pleasant nor a failure, but rather a surprise.

Ni Lehui was on a weekend break, and Yan Xiaoxiao took Ni Hanhan to travel with her aunt, so she and Yan Yaoshun were the only ones left at home. If it wasn't for her aunt, she wouldn't be worried about handing over the Hanhan letter to Yan Xiaoxiao.

Yan Yaoshun was cooking in the kitchen, while Ni Lehui was watching TV in the living room, when the doorbell rang suddenly, Ni Lehui raised her eyebrows, glanced out the window, got up and went to open the door.

"Cousin." Yan Yaoshun was very surprised and asked, "Did the hospital..."

"Can't you look forward to something good?" Wen Zhifan said angrily, and went in to change his shoes.

"No, you come to my house at this time, it's not because of any accident in the hospital, but you can..."

"There was an accident in the hospital. I didn't know to call you. Do I need to come to your house from the hospital in person?" Wen Zhifan gave Ni Lehui a glare.

"Then what are you doing at my house?" Ni Lehui asked.

"Cengfan, can't you?" Wen Zhifan had been busy all day, and finally got off work. Mom didn't want a home, no one cooked, and he didn't want to eat outside. Thinking of a chef coming to her house, he drove to her decisively. Cengfan is here.

Surprisingly, she is usually the one who goes to his house for dinner, and this is the first time he has come to her house for dinner.

"Welcome, warmly welcome." Ni Lehui closed the question, followed Wen Zhifan to the living room, and asked, "Why don't you call me first so that I can ask him to cook more."

Come running suddenly, can you not be surprised? Accidents are accidents, what if he doesn't cook enough?

"What are you afraid of? If it's not enough, each of you should eat less. My appetite is small." Wen Zhifan sat on the sofa, picked up the controller, and chose a channel he liked to watch.

Ni Lehui glared at Wen Zhifan, then turned and walked to the kitchen.

"Who's here?" Yan Yaoshun asked, he heard the doorbell ring.

"Cousin." Ni Lehui walked to the rice cooker, ready to open it to have a look.

"I haven't danced yet, so I can't expose it." Yan Yaoshun stopped.

"Oh." Ni Lehui snorted, rubbed her hands together, and asked, "Yan Yaoshun, my cousin is here for dinner, if you didn't..."

"Enough." Yan Yaoshun interrupted Ni Lehui, Ni Lehui said ah, Yan Yaoshun said again: "I cooked Hanhan and Xiaoxiao's."

"They're not here," Ni Lehui said.

"Habit." Yan Yaoshun spat out two words with thin lips.

Saving her worries, Ni Lehui shook her head. "Habits are horrible."