The Super Rich: Start by Being a White, Rich and Beautiful Woman

Su Moyuan vaguely remembered that she did something stupid when she was a child.

At that time, because she grew too fast, her parents thought it was troublesome and bought her a large T-shirt.

When she wore it, it was like wearing a dress.

That summer, she happened to go back to her grandmother's house in the countryside. Su Moyuan couldn't stand the heat, so she stood in front of the electric fan... slowly lifted the hem of her clothes and put it on the electric fan.

The refreshing feeling at that time and the pushing feeling after the wind blew... were exactly the same as now!

The sound of the wind in my ears was a little noisy.

The expansion of the skirt by the wind was particularly obvious.

If I have to say what I felt... it was really cool.

The flying chair is connected by nylon rope.

The inclination is 45 degrees. If Su Moyuan doesn't hold the nylon rope with her hands, she feels that she will fall easily.

One hand tightly grasps the rope, and the other hand presses down the hem of her skirt as much as possible.

I was panicking.

It can't be seen, right?

It shouldn't be seen, right?

After all, the position is so high, and I am still pressing it with my hands.

Her legs were clamped tightly together.

But what if she was seen?

What if someone secretly photographed her?

Would it be posted online?

Then people would call her a pervert...

She felt uneasy, and the flashlight in her hand kept flashing.

After Chen Xiaoqing took a few photos of Su Moyuan, she sighed deeply.

She had received many distinguished guests here.

But this was the first time she had received a distinguished guest like Su Moyuan.

She was beautiful, had a good figure, a high temperament, spoke very nicely, and was dressed in luxurious clothes.

Such a lady, let alone those men, even as a woman, could not help but be moved.

Of course, it was not only Su Moyuan's temperament and appearance that made people moved, but also a large part of it was the luggage and belongings that Su Moyuan stored with her.

Looking at the bracelet and watch in her hand, Chen Xiaoqing did a little calculation in her mind.

"If any of these things were to break, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to pay for it even if I sold my house, right?"

Thinking of this, she handled these things even more carefully.

At the same time, she took a few photos and posted them on her Moments.

"The young lady I received today was super cool and elegant, but this thing made me tremble……"

After the circle of friends was posted, it quickly received a lot of likes and responses.

"My poor little Qingqing is watching someone else's luggage again"

"Oh my god, Xiaoqing, you are not showing luggage, you are directly looking at a villa!"

"Could it be that this young lady’s family has a diamond mine in Africa?"

"Is there anyone who can help me with this? This thing is so fucking beautiful, just let me touch it."

"Here comes the hard science! Bulgari's Serpent I series BR0551 bracelet, limited edition worldwide, priced at more than 3 million. Patek Philippe is exclusive to the 12 zodiac signs Capricorn, priced at 960,000. Chanel's bag can't be seen, but it looks like it should be no less than a million."

"So... is this a villa that I wear directly on my body? Or is it a villa like the one in Linhai City?"

"Do you think that if someone can afford a villa, can live without one?"

"Xiaoqing Xiaoqing! Please share the photos, let us see how beautiful this girl is"

"I dare not look, for fear that it is a wealthy woman in her 50s who will shatter my fantasy."

Looking at the comments below, Chen Xiaoqing chuckled and quickly flipped through her phone to take a few photos of Su Moyuan on the flying chair.

Just as she was looking through them, suddenly, Chen Xiaoqing's hand trembled slightly.

In one photo, Su Moyuan's face was a little red. It might be because of the angle. The skirt was blown up a little by the wind. The photo was a little clear.

But this is not the point.

The point is that Su Moyuan was actually wearing...