"You definitely don't need it~"

Before "Yun Jinchu" could speak, Lin Qingyu looked at Lu Xun reproachfully.

"You really underestimate the power of the Yun family!

These past few nights, I have been vaguely reminded of some things from the past.

The Yun family is truly a noble among nobles.

Besides, as Mr. Yun just said, he used to buy everything for his wife in a shopping mall.

What is this? There’s only one store, so you think Mr. Yun can’t buy it? Who are you looking down on? "

When "Yun Jinchu" heard Lin Qingyu say that he remembered some things in the past, he thought that he had succeeded in hypnosis. His eyebrows flashed with excitement and he handed over the black card neatly.

"Ayu, it's great that you can remember what happened in the past. This little money is nothing!"

For "Yun Jinchu", money is just a matter of numbers!

It's just that he just wanted to buy a few baby clothes for Lu Xun, but he didn't expect to buy so many, so he didn't recover for a while.

But this is nothing compared to his plan to pursue Lu Xun's wife, to ask Lin Qingyu to show affection to him in front of Lu Xun, and to make Lu Xun heartbroken.

Just a few million.

He can still afford it as the second master of Black Eagle Hall!

Lu Xun raised his eyebrows and inserted one hand into his trouser pocket without saying anything.

Lin Qingyu glanced at the counter sister and ordered: "Remember to pack everything."

"Absolutely." The cabinet girl bowed and smiled from ear to ear.

Lin Qingyu looked at the women's clothing store opposite with bright eyes.

Lu Xun quickly said softly: "Honey, the clothes in that store are very suitable for your temperament. How about we go and have a look? Let Mr. Yun witness my strength, eh?"

"Yun Jinchu" sneered. As soon as he walked into the store, he put the black card on the counter and pointed at Lin Qingyu: "All the clothes this lady will buy later will be deducted from here."

The counter sister asked and looked at Lu Xun. Lu Xun nodded and accepted the black card of "Yun Jinchu".

At this time, Ye Youran, who was dragging Zhou Nan to shop, looked excited when he saw Lin Qingyu.

"Sister Ayu, this one suits you."

"This bag will fit, too."

"Ah, I want this bag."

Ye Youran picked up a bag and tried to carry it on her back. She pressed the zipper head with her hand and didn't know what was done.

"Sister Ayu, do you think this bag looks good when I carry it?" Ye Youran put the bag on her back and fiddled with it in the mirror.

"It's beautiful." Lin Qingyu said enthusiastically, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

After saying that, Lin Qingyu glanced at "Yun Xiaotian" and said, "I'll help mommy's sisters carry their things later."

"Yun Xiaotian" who has already carried more than a dozen bags of things:...

That anger inside!

He really treated him as a follower!

Lin Qingyu noticed that "Yun Xiaotian" didn't look good, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Xiaotian, are you unhappy?"

"Of course...of course I'm happy to!" "Yun Xiaotian" forced a smile.

He had worked as a follower for a woman before and carried things!

Ye Youran picked a few more things, and when he excitedly hung the bag on "Yun Xiaotian"'s shoulder, the sharp zipper deliberately scratched the back of his hand.

Before "Yun Xiaotian" could react to that little pain, Ye Youran screamed in surprise.

"Oops, it's bleeding. Why are the zippers of the bags in your store so sharp?"

While scolding the counter sister, Ye Youran sadly took out a tissue and wiped the blood beads on the back of "Yun Xiaotian"'s hand.

"Xiaotian, I'm so sorry. I didn't expect this..."

Ye Youran gently held the back of "Yun Xiaotian"'s hand and used a tissue to wipe his wound distressedly.

Waves of the unique fragrance of women rolled into "Yun Xiaotian's" nasal cavity, making him unable to recover.

In particular, Ye Youran has a pure and pleasant appearance, which is the type that suits him very well.

"Xiaotian, does it hurt?"

Ye Youran looked at "Yun Xiaotian" with a harmless expression, which made Zhou Nan roll his eyes and couldn't bear to speak.

"Only those blood beads, if you wipe it off you won't see any traces. Hey, Ye Youran, do you still want this bag?"

"Yes!" Ye Youran silently put the bloody tissue into his pocket.

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