Huo Shao's wrongly married sweet wife

A sharp voice broke the originally quiet restaurant.

Ning Qian frowned slightly, and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a waiter kept bowing to a 20-year-old girl, her face full of apology.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I will compensate you for the original price of this dress."

"Compensation for the original price? Can you afford it? One of my dresses is worth your annual salary!"

The young woman glared at the waiter angrily and stood up from her chair with a look of disdain and contempt on her face.

Ning Qian didn't want to be nosy at first, but when her eyes fell on the figure beside the young woman, she suddenly frowned, and there was a hint of displeasure in her eyes.

Why is Yu Xiubai here?
She picked up her mobile phone and called Shang Xueyi, and Shang Xueyi's brisk tone came from the other end of the phone.

"Qianqian, how are you doing abroad?"

"I'm fine. I'll be able to take my mother back in a few days. By the way, has Yu Xiubai been looking for you recently?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then Shang Xueyi's rather disappointed tone was heard.

"No, he hasn't appeared for several days, and I haven't seen him since we last quarreled."

Last time we quarreled?

They had a fight some time ago?

Ning Qian didn't know about their quarrel at all, she looked at Yu Xiubai who was not far away, her face darkened, she just responded and walked towards them.

"It's just a skirt. I've already apologized, so why be aggressive."

Yu Xiubai couldn't help being taken aback by the familiar voice, he looked up at Ning Qian with a little surprise in his eyes, maybe he didn't expect to meet Ning Qian here.

"Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in your own business!"

The woman looked at Ning Qian with disdain, put her arms around her chest, and warned Ning Qian arrogantly.

Today Ning Qian is only wearing an ordinary white shirt and a pair of denim slacks, looking fresh and clean.

But in this woman's eyes, Ning Qian is just a poor person who is not as good as her.

She looked at Ning Qian with contempt in her eyes, a hint of mockery in the corner of her mouth, crossed her arms and sneered.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

The manager of the hotel came over in a hurry, his face was full of anxiety, and he nodded and bowed to the woman in a hurry to apologize.

"The staff of your hotel stained my skirt, how do you plan to compensate? This skirt is worth tens of thousands of yuan, and it was given to me by my boyfriend. I asked her to kneel down and beg me, and compensate me twice the price .”

This is too much!

Compensation is a matter of course for damaging other people's things, but asking the other party to kneel down and beg for forgiveness, and even double the price, is not treating her as a human being.

Besides, the waiter is estimated to only earn a few thousand yuan a month, but this dress costs tens of thousands of yuan, double that is 10,000+, how can she afford compensation.

The hotel manager didn't seem to be an unreasonable person, he pushed the glasses on his face with some embarrassment, and smiled apologetically.

"Miss, this request seems a little too much. Do you think this is okay? I will ask her to compensate you at the original price and then apologize to you. Do you think this is okay?"

"No, I want her to kneel down and apologize to me!"

The woman's domineering appearance really annoyed everyone present, Ning Qianliu frowned, seeing that the waiter was about to kneel, she pulled the waiter up, and said angrily with righteous indignation.

"The waiter is also human. What you have done is too much. Do you want compensation at the original price? Even if you bring this matter to the police station, you will still be compensated at the original price, but I'm afraid you will lose face."

Ning Qian's icy gaze was directed at the woman's body, her red lips were slightly pursed, her tone was also full of coldness, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and the aura around her was like falling into a cellar of ice, making one shiver.

The woman's words were choked up, she glanced at Yu Xiubai next to her angrily, and kicked him hard with her foot under the table, which was quite coquettish.

A trace of displeasure floated on Yu Xiubai's face, he frowned, showing a hint of impatience between his brows.

"Stop making trouble, it's just a skirt, I'll just buy you one."

Buy her one?
Ning Qian just finds it ridiculous that this man spends all his time chasing after her best friend while flirting with other women. Xueyi should really show how hypocritical this man is.

"Mr. Yu is really generous, and he is not stingy with foreign girlfriends."

"No, Ning Qian, this is all a misunderstanding."

Yu Xiubai knew that she had misunderstood, and quickly got up to explain, but Ning Qian didn't give him any chance to explain, gave him a contemptuous look, and raised his hand to stop him.

"I don't care how many girlfriends you have, I won't let you stay close to Xueyi."

Yu Xiubai's complexion changed drastically, his hands were clenched into fists, his face suddenly became gloomy, he hesitated to speak, the woman at the side saw this, took Yu Xiubai's arm with one hand, and leaned her head on his shoulder .

"Don't change the subject, even if your boss comes today, you must kneel down and beg me to forgive me, otherwise this matter will never end!"

Ning Qian was very displeased by the woman's domineering appearance, and before she could speak angrily, a clear female voice came from the side.

"Wearing a high-quality imitation skirt, I'm ashamed to ask people to pay for it. A skirt like yours is only a few thousand yuan. If it were me, I would be ashamed to spread it."

Cui Meihua's face was full of smiles, and she walked towards them slowly with her arms folded.

She looked at the woman strangely, raised her eyebrows lightly, sneered, reached out and grabbed the woman's skirt, and couldn't help but raise her voice.

"You dare to say that the goods of A are tens of thousands of genuine products, you really have face."

"What did you say? Who are you talking about wearing A-style clothes!"

The woman stared at Cui Meihua angrily, her fair face flushed red, her eyes widened, and she clenched her fists angrily, wishing to pounce on Cui Meihua and start a fight.

Yu Xiubai also frowned, showing displeasure, as if he was a little unhappy facing the woman being humiliated.

But he didn't say anything, just stood aside silently, Cui Meihua sneered, took out the phone and handed it to the woman.

"This is the genuine product. The workmanship on your body is not only rough, but the color is not as deep as the genuine product. It feels even more touching to the touch. You still say that yours is a genuine product. I am afraid that the designer will give up this product directly because of your anger." industry."

"You! You spitting blood!"