Gu Shao and his wife are sweet

Chapter 1 2. My first kiss was very sweet 【2】

Inside the flagship store, several shop assistants in uniform were staring at a woman with contempt.

"Ma'am, do you want to buy it or not?"

The woman turned her back to them, her long black hair was draped behind her back, her white and boneless jade hand was holding a rose-red bag, and she ignored the shop assistant's impatience at all.

Wow, this bag is so pretty!
The woman's melon seed face is full of obsessive streamer, and her big watery eyes are staring at this bag with piercing eyes. She makes no secret of her love for it, and she can't wait to buy it right away.

Yesterday, the stingy landlord urged her to pay the rent again, and she was not in a good mood anymore.

The cure for a bad mood is a limited edition designer bag, because it cures everything!

Murong Nishang pursed her moist red lips, she didn't want to put down the bag in her hand, who made her have an almost paranoid enthusiasm for luxury goods.

"Who is it? You don't buy it after looking at it for an hour. You have a thick skin." Being ignored, the clerk's attitude became even worse.

If you look at it for an hour and don’t buy it, you definitely can’t afford it.

Hmph, the clothes on his body look like famous brands, but he can't afford even a bag. It's probably just a high-quality imitation A.

"Even if I don't buy it, you shouldn't say that about me. The service attitude is bad." Murong Nishang turned around, still holding the rose red bag that is only one in the whole country, her beautiful little face is bright but indifferent smile.

Facing her overly bright beautiful eyes, a sense of innate nobility blended into her faint eyes, making her face that looks innocent like an angel a little more graceful and luxurious temperament.

The clerk was shocked by her haughty eyes, and was speechless for a moment.

Suddenly, Murong Nishang's green and delicate little hands were empty, her eyes were still as clear as a stream, but with a little more coldness.

Her favorite bag was snatched away, and her mood, which had been almost healed by the brand-name bag just now, took a turn for the worse.

"Miss Murong, who is bankrupt, of course can't afford this bag worth 80 yuan!" The mean and sarcastic female voice hummed unceremoniously, and a face with heavy makeup appeared in front of Murong Nishang.

For this irony, Murong Nishang seemed to be unable to hear, her beautiful eyes swept towards the woman who spoke calmly and calmly.

"Yin Chutong!" Murong Nishang spat out a name with her finely lined mouth slightly opened, with a calm tone. "I've been to Kimchi Country, but it's different. My squinted eyes have become bigger, and my nose has become more flat. The most obvious change is that the airport has built a terminal building, which is much higher. If I hadn't known you for more than ten years Years ago, I couldn't recognize you as that ugly elementary school classmate back then."

"Murong Nishang, I'll tear your mouth apart!" After being exposed to the secret of plastic surgery, Yin Chutong's eyes showed a fierce look, and the fake face made by plastic surgery had a ferocious expression, as if he was about to pounce on the sharp-tongued Murong Nishang at any time.

In the past, they were all wealthy ladies in the upper class, but Murong Nishang was stunningly beautiful, and Yin Chutong, who was still an ugly duckling at that time, was jealous and unwilling.

Later, the Murong family experienced great changes and changed owners. The once noble and glamorous young lady of the Murong family fell into the mortal world and became a grass-roots person. She was no longer beautiful and was forced to move to another city.

I thought I could trample her under my feet mercilessly, but I didn't know that I was still humiliated by Murong Nishang, Yin Chutong's heart couldn't bear it.

Before she could make a move, her two best friends, Zhang Youyao and He Nanqin, made a doggy move, grabbing Murong Nishang's arms from left to right.

Murong Nishang was caught and only got beaten, Yin Chutong smiled triumphantly.

"Your family is bankrupt. You can no longer buy such a bag, but you can deeply experience what it feels like to be disfigured by it."

She had wanted to destroy Murong Nishang's dazzlingly beautiful face a long time ago, but she didn't dare to do it because the strengths of the two families were similar.

The current Murong Nishang has only one face left, and nothing else. She is the daughter of the Yin family, the daughter-in-law of the wealthy Wu family, and she can do whatever she wants.

Murong Nishang frowned lightly, if she didn't look carefully, she couldn't even see it.

Her eyes stared at the woman who had plastic surgery in front of her. She was born from the heart and had a vicious heart. No matter how her face was adjusted, she couldn't be beautiful!
However, if you want to make a move, can you not take such a beautiful bag, it will be a pity if it is broken.

Murong Nishang, who is crazy about famous brands, is not concerned about herself, but about the bag...

"Heh, it's pretty good, I don't seem to be afraid." Yin Chutong raised the limited-edition Chanel bag in his hand, stared hard, and smashed it down hard.

The moment she made a move, Murong Nishang was so shocked that her face paled, and she cried out in her heart, what a beautiful bag!

In extreme moments, people can always burst out with unimaginable power.

In order not to spoil a perfect bag, Murong Nishang broke free from the restraints of Zhang Youyao and He Nanqin, stretched out her soft jade hands regardless of the danger, and grabbed the bag.

It's okay, it's okay, I caught it, otherwise it would be a pity if it was smashed.

"Let go!" Yin Chutong gritted his teeth angrily before hitting Murong Nishang's face, and pulled the bag, trying to snatch it back.

"You should let go, don't break the bag." Murong Nishang grabbed the bag, glared at Yin Chutong angrily with her beautiful eyes, and accused her of being violent.

Yin Chutong was holding on to the two arms tightly, while Murong Nishang was pulling on the body. The two of them were like a tug-of-war, each exerting force on their own side.

Seeing this, the clerk was also quite frightened.

A bag worth 80 yuan, who is responsible if it breaks?

The expressions of the two women were a little crazy, and the clerk stepped forward. "How about you let go first, if you have something to say..."

Before they finished speaking, they heard the sound of tearing.

"No, the bag was torn." A clerk saw that one of the handles of the bag was torn off, and then a hole was torn in the body of the bag.

Seeing that something happened, Yin Chutong immediately let go, and the bag fell into Murong Nishang's hands.

"Oh, Murong Nishang, you're finished. You ruined such an expensive bag. It's up to you what compensation you'll get." Even though her face couldn't be destroyed and she was sent to jail, the result was not bad.

"Obviously you broke it and planted it on my head, Yin Chutong, you are still so cheap!" Murong Nishang's red lips evoked a contemptuous smile, but the slight trembling on her delicate face still revealed her anger.

This woman's heart is just like her original face, ugly.

"Quickly call the police and arrest this saboteur!" Yin Chutong glared at the clerk with vicious eyes, threatening secretly. "Are you going to offend our Wu family?"

The Wu family is her husband's family, and she was originally from Yang City.

Yin Chutong is a regular customer in the store, and they all know his family background very well.

In order not to offend Yin Chutong, and to have someone responsible for compensating for this expensive bag, they can only put all the responsibility on Murong Nishang, who has no power, power or money.

　Many readers just read a few chapters and misunderstand that the heroine loves vanity and loves money. The author is very distressed. I would like to remind you that this is a foreshadowing, which is deliberately set. Later, there will be an explanation of why this is so, and it will reveal the answer. Don’t just read it. It is unfair to the author to make judgments in a few chapters and give one star.

　　This is a long novel, and many places will not reveal the fog all at once. I hope everyone will read it patiently, and leave silently even if you don't like it.

　　Every laborer is worthy of respect, and I hope there will be less malice and more beauty.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)