Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

I thought Zhang Mo'er wouldn't hear it, but it slipped into Zhang Mo'er's ears without saying a word.

"You are Yuan Wang?" Zhang Mo'er finally spoke, her soft voice and her cute and slightly coquettish appearance didn't match her cold temperament at all.

Yuan Wang's dark eyes turned around, and he was still looking at Zhang Mo'er with his chin resting on his back. However, Zhang Mo'er was not annoyed, and just let him stare so generously.

Anyway, she is a perfectly normal person now, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

After a while, Yuan Wang changed his normal routine and said deeply: "No, you have found the wrong person. I am not Yuan Wang. My name is David Yuan."

Before Zhang Mo'er could react, a slipper flew over and almost hit Zhang Mo'er, but the person who threw the shoe was very skillful, and the slipper hit Yuan Wang's head straight.

"Ah! Which bastard dares to sneak up on me!"

Immediately, he rushed out from behind and yelled violently: "Stinky boy! Who are you calling a bastard? I am your father!"

I saw a middle-aged man who was wearing a simple white vest, a pair of knee-high shorts, and another slipper, and came over in a hurry.

Father and son, you stare at me, and I stare at you. This scene of wide-eyed and small-eyed is really exciting.

"Dad! Your wife left you such a precious son as me, and you still want to beat me to death?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Those messy foreign names given to me, you despise the name I gave you, don't you?"

"Dad! What do you know? It's called a trend! Do you understand the trend?"

"Bah! I don't care about your trends. I've been grooming people for a lifetime, but I don't care about the east and west trends. Can trends be eaten?"

Yuan Wang pointed to his head angrily and said, "If Dad hadn't shaved my hair off in the middle of the night while I was sleeping, you would still have the chance to see what is east trend and west trend!"

Such a remark made the people present roar with laughter. With such an incomprehensible son, Lao Yuan also had a hard life, and had to get up in the middle of the night to shave his son's head.

Zhang Mo'er watched the father and son quarrel very calmly, and when they had almost quarreled, Zhang Mo'er stepped forward and tugged at Yuan Wang's sleeve, and then said to Yuan Wang's father, "Uncle, can I use your son as an envoy?"

Lao Yuan was furious. When he heard Zhang Mo'er's words, he waved his hand and said without thinking, "Take it if you like, and use whatever you want! I won't get a headache when I see him!"

"Dad! You think your son is pork! Take it if you say so!" Yuan Wang jumped anxiously when he heard what his father said.

"Yuan Wang, I would like to ask you to cut your hair." Zhang Mo'er said softly, with a firm tone that could not be questioned.

Zhang Mo'er had investigated Yuan Wang, and the reason why Yuan Wang quit the fashion industry was because of a woman, and this woman was probably Mai Mai's biological mother.

The guys in this barber shop, including Yuan's father and son, were stunned. In these years, there are still people who dare to come to Yuan Wang for a haircut.

This girl doesn't seem to know that before Yuan Wang permed other people's heads and burned their hair away. At that time, this incident was reported in the newspapers. Old Yuan spent half his life's savings to compensate others before helping Yuan Wang to settle this incident. settle.

Since then, the business of Lao Yuan's barber shop has not been as good as before. When the neighbors see Lao Yuan, they like to tease Lao Yuan's prodigal son.

Only then did Lao Yuan look in Zhang Mo'er's direction, and it turned out that she was a beautiful and outrageous girl.

"Girl, I don't know what you girls like with my craft, so go and cut it somewhere else." Lao Yuan apologized.

"It's okay, don't bother you uncle, just let Yuan Wang cut it for me."

"Well, little girl, don't let Yuan Wang do anything..." Old Yuan stopped again.

Zhang Mo'er smiled lowly, and saw the little canine teeth exposed from the corners of her raised mouth, which was very cute.

"Yuan Wang, come with me." Yuan Wang was ten years older than Zhang Mo'er, and Zhang Mo'er didn't call her brother, but just called him by his full name, quite fluently.

Now Yuan Wang himself hesitated, this little girl who came out of nowhere dared to come to him for a haircut after being kicked in the head by a donkey.

"Yuan Wang?" Zhang Mo'er had already reached the door, turned around and called out to Yuan Wang who was still standing there.

By chance, Yuan Wang followed.

There were people behind him pointing and talking about something in a low voice, but Yuan Wang couldn't hear anything, and followed Zhang Mo'er as if possessed by a demon.

Zhang Mo'er led Yuan Wang to a styling house, and Yuan Wang looked up at "The Spring", his face darkened, and he turned to leave.

But Zhang Mo'er stopped her, and she dragged Yuan Wang to the door.

She walked up to the security guard, stared into the security guard's eyes and said, "I am Miss Zhang, and I want to see your general manager, Yao Ziquan."

Bao Quan was taken aback for a moment, "Are you really the eldest lady of the Zhang family?" Bao Quan couldn't believe Zhang Mo'er's words.

Zhang Mo'er smiled and nodded, "It's me!"

Bao Quan thought that if she was really the eldest lady of the Zhang family, then it would not be a problem to hang out here, and it would be better to ask the general manager to take a look.

"Then you wait first, I'll call you our general manager."

After speaking, he walked in quickly, and soon, the security guard came out with a woman.

Yuan Wang quickly turned around when he saw the woman.

I saw the woman wearing heavy makeup, stepping on ten centimeter high heels, with French waves, walking over with a swaying figure.

"Are you looking for our general manager?"

Zhang Mo'er didn't speak, but turned to look at Bao Quan, who said apologetically, "Miss Zhang, this is our styling consultant Miss Anna, if you have any questions, you can tell Miss Anna the same."

Anna looked very high, like a proud swan.

Seeing Zhang Mo'er ignoring her and just looking at her and smiling, Anna was a little annoyed, crossed her chest and said, "I heard that you call yourself Miss Zhang, why haven't I seen you?"

Anna is a well-known courtesan in the circle, she takes both men and women, and often takes advantage of the gaps in modeling for noble ladies to hook up with their husbands, and she can also walk among the green leaves without touching her body.

Later, it was said that he had become a good man, so he followed Yao Ziquan.

Zhang Mo'er pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Miss Yun, that's your business."

"Do you know what my last name is?" Anna was surprised. This amazingly beautiful woman couldn't really be Miss Zhang, right?
Just thinking about it, Yao Ziquan came over at some point.

"Miss, why are you here?"

Zhang Mo'er looked at the visitor with a smile, and then looked at Yuan Wang who refused to turn around, thinking that maybe there would be a big harvest today.

Seeing Zhang Mo'er, Yao Ziquan just smiled at him and didn't speak, his heart skipped a beat. Missy's expression doesn't look like a good thing!

"Manager Yao?"

Zhang Mo'er was still smiling lightly, she just wanted to let Yao Ziquan off.