Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

The waiter didn't expect to see that Wen Qian's momentum was not weak when she treated Wen Xinyu, so she was a little hesitant.

Wen Xinyu was furious: "I'm the eldest lady of Wen's Group, are you still afraid that I won't be able to pay the money? Pack it up."

Wen Xinyu moved out of the backstage, the waiter stopped hesitating and started to take the skirt.

"Wait!" Wen Qian stepped forward and stopped the waiter from moving.

Looking at Wen Xinyu jokingly, she took out a black-card from her bag.

This was given to her by Fu Yicheng before leaving the house: "I want this skirt, wrap it up for me."

When the waiter saw the black-card, his eyes straightened. Although Wen Xinyu was Wen's eldest lady, she was not worth mentioning in front of this black-card.

You know, the number of people with black cards in J city can be counted on one hand.

Another waiter came up to Wen Qian with a respectful attitude: "Miss, we were too blind to see Mount Tai before, so I will wrap it up for you."

She had long been annoyed at the waiter who was fawning on Wen Xinyu, but every time Wen Xinyu came, it was her business. Now that Wen Qian is such an important client, she must win it over.

Wen Xinyu was mad with jealousy, especially when she saw the waiter's attitude, she wanted to go up and tear Wen Qian's proud face to pieces.

"This card is fake! Wen Qian, you have to think about it carefully when you show off with a fake card."

Wen Xinyu couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe that the card was real. In addition, she had already said that she wanted to buy this dress. If she couldn't get it, she would lose all face.

"Try it and you'll know it's real or not?" Wen Qian also admired Wen Xinyu, where did she have the courage to say that the black-card is fake.

As he said that, he was about to hand over the black-card to the waiter.

Wen Xinyu took advantage of the gap and looked at Hei-ka with red eyes, trying to snatch Hei-ka away with both hands.

Wen Qian turned around quickly with sharp eyes and hands, leaving Wen Xinyu in vain: "Didn't you say that the card is fake? What is Miss Wen grabbing?"

The waiter, who was still a little jealous of Wen Xinyu, put on a contemptuous expression, but Wen Xinyu framed her card as false, and wanted to grab it.

"I'll do it myself." Wen Qian jokingly bumped Wen Xinyu on the shoulder as she passed by.

The card can be swiped, and several waiters looked at each other and knew which one was more difficult to mess with. After paying the money, the dress was packed and handed over to Wen Qian.

"Miss Wen, your skirt." Just heard that Wen Xinyu called her Wen Qian, also surnamed Wen?

Wen Xinyu watched helplessly as the dress she had set her sights on first fell into Wen Qian's hands. Because of the snatching by herself just now, the way these people looked at her now made her feel like she was stripped naked.

"Hmph, this money is not your own. It's the first time I've seen you show off after being adopted!"

Wen Xinyu sneered that Wen Qian had a financial backer, otherwise she was so young, where would she get a black card.

"So it's the money from the donor. I said she looks like a vixen. It turns out she's just a stalker."

The waiter who used to please Wen Xinyu was very good at making the most of the wind, but Wen Qian caused her to lose a lot of business. At this time, it is the right way to curry favor with Wen Xinyu.

"It turned out to be a mistress. Although Ms. Wen doesn't have a black-card, she is a serious lady." The cashier watching the bustle whispered to a waiter next to her, and looked at Wen Qian with contempt.

"With your face, only an 80-year-old man can appreciate it. I don't know if you can satisfy you in bed?"

Wen Xinyu was very proud to hear the support from the people around her, so what about the black card?Isn't the black-card obtained by selling one's body looked down upon by others?
"80 years old? When did I get so old?" A pleasant voice came.

Fu Yicheng strode up to Wen Qian's side, habitually putting his hands on Wen Qian's waist.

She gave Wen Qian a reassuring smile, but looked at others as if she had just returned from the North Pole.

Having been in the top position for a long time, he locked on Wen Xinyu with a feeling of oppression. He just asked Wen Qian to choose a dress. Who knew that it had been so long since he hadn't chosen it. It turned out that something that didn't know good or bad blocked his progress.

When the people in the store saw Fu Yicheng, their eyes lit up, but in the next second, the male god put his arms around Wen Qian's waist. Judging by the looks of the two of them, this action was not the first time.

Wen Xinyu's arrogant arrogance could no longer be ignited the moment she saw Fu Yicheng.

"Why are you here?" Wen Qian didn't push away Fu Yicheng's embrace, but the hand he put on her waist was too dishonest, itching her uncomfortably.

"Wouldn't it be that if you don't come, you'll miss something fun?" Fu Yicheng looked at Wen Xinyu playfully.

"Master Fu, I'm not..." Wen Xinyu wanted to say that she wasn't referring to him.

But it was robbed.

Following Fu Yi's words, Wen Qian continued, "I was indeed adopted, but the person who raised me was my husband."

The originally unbearable words have now become the fun between husband and wife.

Fu Yicheng raised his eyebrows, and gave Wen Qian an appreciative glance, very kind.

The waiter finally understood, if Fu Yicheng was an 80-year-old man, wouldn't they all have half their feet in the coffin?
Wen Qian was amused by Wen Xinyu's livid face, as if she didn't think it was enough, she deliberately leaned into Fu Yicheng's arms: "Honey, your black-card is very useful."

Fu Yicheng did not ignore Wen Qian's sly gaze, and his clever little expression made Fu Yicheng want to hide her.

Wen Xinyu stomped away angrily, and was humiliated by Wen Qian for no reason, how could Wen Xinyu swallow this breath.

"Hey, Dad, you have to make the decision for me!" Fu Yicheng even gave Wen Qian the black-card.

Father Wen felt that his ears were about to explode. After all, it was his beloved daughter: "What's wrong?"

"I just fell in love with a dress, and it was snatched away by Wen Qian!" Wen Xinyu only said how bad Wen Qian's behavior was, but didn't say that Fu Yicheng was also there.

Father Wen hesitated. Some time ago he offended Fu Yicheng severely, and the company's capital chain was reduced by [-]%, so now he dare not touch Wen Qian's bad luck.

"Why did you provoke her again? Didn't you see Wen Qian avoiding her?"

"Dad, are you going to help me?" Wen Xinyu wanted to vent her anger, but how could she remember what her father had warned her about?

"Isn't it just a skirt? If you like it, we can buy as much as we want."

Father Wen made it clear that he would not help Wen Xinyu.

Wen Xinyu was so angry that she turned off her phone and threw it on the co-pilot, and drove away in the sports car.

As soon as Wen Xinyu left, Wen Qian wanted to leave too, anyway, the clothes were already bought, but Fu Yicheng refused.

"How can only one be enough?"

On the way here, he saw the consumption record, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy. Does Wenxi's willingness to spend his money mean that he has him in her heart?

"It's just a dinner party, not a wedding. One dress is enough." Although these dresses are beautiful, they are also easy to go out of season, so why waste that money.

Fu Yicheng focused on the word "wedding", biting Wen Qian's ear: "Is Qian Qian hinting at me?"

"Hint what?" Wen Qian turned around in a daze, wondering when did she and Fu Yicheng get so close?