The best baby invincible wife

Chapter 14 The Young Mistress of the Feng Family【3】

No matter what father and that dead girl were talking about, Zhuang Simiao walked into the bedroom boredly, and frowned when he saw the dark decoration colors inside.

It seems that the first day of junior high school must not be taken seriously here, even Feng Sanshao, that sick child, doesn't like her!Otherwise, why didn't even the new house be furnished?
She walked in disgusted, felt all the way, and when she came to the cloakroom, she pushed open the door.When she saw the women's clothing that filled the entire cloakroom, she was dumbfounded.

"Oh my god, this is... is this the latest CHANEL fall?" She widened her eyes and walked in in disbelief, "Donnakaran! Prada! Dior..."

Everything that catches the eye is a well-known big name!Zhuang Simiao knows the goods, and can see that none of the items displayed here are out-of-season discounted goods, they are all the latest models and limited editions of the season!To be able to buy so many for one piece is really a big deal!
She grabbed a bag in the cabinet, her excited eyes lit up.

She had been staring at this Hermes bag for a long time, and pestered her father to buy it for her, but Zhuang Yifa thought it was too expensive, so she ignored her at all. Unexpectedly, she would see it here!
Suddenly, as if she realized something, her pretty face sank, and she stared at the bag in her hand with jealousy and hatred.

The Feng family is worthy of being a rich and famous family, they are so generous to a drag bottle!You've only been married for a few days in the first day of junior high school, and you've already acquired so many luxury brands?If she had known, she might as well have begged her father to let her marry him!

Unfortunately, it is useless to regret now.

The more you look at the bag in your hand, the more it is an eyesore, because it belongs to Qin Chuyi's oil bottle!
The beautiful eyes narrowed slowly, and a trace of gloom suddenly appeared in the bottom of the eyes.

Zhuang Simiao raised his hand, looked at his beautiful long nails, smiled coldly, and snapped at the leather bag...

"what are you doing here?"

Behind her, a sudden dull voice startled her.

Hastily hiding the purse behind her back, Zhuang Simiao turned around and saw a man sitting in a wheelchair at the door, his face turned from red to white, "Third, third young master..."

Feng Junsheng looked very weak, as if he was struggling to even lift his eyelids.But I couldn't tell what was the difference. Even if he sat there powerlessly, he could still feel a suffocating and dangerous aura.

He glanced lightly, and the slight chill in his eyes made Zhuang Simiao shiver subconsciously.The sharp edge that burst out inadvertently was quite deterrent.

"Third young master, I... I just came here with Daddy to see the first day of junior high school..." Zhuang Simiao grabbed the purse, and didn't let it go, and didn't let it go, he stood there awkwardly.

"Oh?" Feng Junsheng raised his eyebrows, stared at her eyes, slightly closed his eyes, and nodded, "If that's the case, then please be fine."

He turned the wheelchair, just turned around, and paused again, "Oh, by the way, I'll give you that bag." With a smile, "As long as my wife likes this kind of thing, I will buy her a lot, and I don't care if it's less pieces."

Zhuang Simiao was taken aback for a moment, and then his face was scalded as if he had been slapped hard twice.

The tighter and tighter the hands, the limited edition bag was pulled out of shape.

When Feng Junsheng came to the study, he was walking out on the first day of the lunar new year, his face was ugly, and there was a faint anger on his body, like a grinning kitten, but had to put away its sharp claws!

"Wife!" Seeing her, Feng Junsheng was very happy.

"Are you back?" The first day of the junior high school answered, looking a little absent-minded.

(End of this chapter)