Chapter 42 My Man You Can’t Get High (3)

  Wu Lin looked around for a few times, with a look of disgust, "I'm a regular customer. Why is this store not as good as one time? Go get a pair that I admire!"

  Wen Churan threw a pair of high-heeled shoes that had just been Shun came in front of her, "These shoes are very suitable for your temperament, Miss Wu."

Wu Lin looked down and saw a pair of dark gray high-heeled shoes lying on the ground. He was immediately angry. "Wen Churan, what do you mean?! Such old-fashioned shoes are worthy of my temperament? Are you laughing at me? !"

"Old-fashioned?" Wen Churan pretended to be surprised, picked up the shoes on the ground, and dangled twice in front of Wu Lin. "This is the hottest retro style these days. These shoes in my hand have been sold out in our store. It's in stock."

  Wu Lin could not help but sneer when she saw her pretending to be, "Wen Churan, you fooled me like a fool! Just your poor husband, do you know what fashion is?"

  Wen Churan was speechless, threw his shoes away, and walked to the counter.

   Then took a fashion magazine and returned to Wu Lin.

   "Miss Wu, please read it clearly."

  She held up the magazine and pointed to the cover of the magazine, “Guan Erya is known as the goddess of the nation. She is the style icon of the entire fashion circle. Do you still feel old-fashioned for the shoes she endorses?”

  Wu Lin looked up and saw that the woman on the cover of the magazine was Guan Erya, the most popular star.

  And on her feet, she was wearing dark gray high heels that she had just complained about.

  This is tantamount to being slapped in the face by a slap.

  Wu Lin's face was green and white.

  Wen Churan mocked and asked, "Ms. Wu, you are so fashionable, don't you usually read fashion magazines?"

  Her voice was loud, and the salespersons aside laughed.

  Wu Lin heard those laughter, raging in her heart, gritted her teeth and said, "I just don't want to wear the same shoes as others!"

  Wen Churan didn’t care about her making things difficult, and changed another pair of shoes. “This pair is an extension of the pair just now, and it is also a retro style.”

  Wu Lin looked at the shoes, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the ring on Wen Churan's hand.

  She immediately scratched Wen Churan's wrist, trying to see clearly.

  Wen Churan quickly retracted his hand.

  Her big reaction made Wu Lin unhappy, "Yo! Are you all wearing rings?"

  Wu Lin did not notice the preciousness of the ring.

  It was the wedding ring between her and Sheng Shimo, which was made by an international designer.

   is inlaid with a Wittelsbach blue diamond, an invaluable treasure.

  Wu Lin saw that Wen Churan ignored him, and even worsened his sarcasm, "Tsk tsk tsk! Is it possible that you have hooked up with which rich man again? After so many years, you really haven't made any progress!"

As she said, she ticked the man next to her, "Honey, you have to stay away. My classmate, I was innocent in high school. I didn’t rob other people’s boyfriends. I still love to swindle men’s money. Don't be fooled by her."

  The people in the store immediately changed their expressions after hearing this.

  Wen Churan's eyes became cold and suddenly raised his foot to approach Wu Lin.

  Wu Lin was staring at her and her whole body trembled, and she retreated subconsciously, "What are you doing? Is it possible that you still want to hit me?"

  Wen Churan walked to Wu Lin and pinched her chin in her horrified eyes.

When    hit her, didn’t he dirty his hands?

  This posture made Wen Churan full of aura and crushed Wu Lin in minutes.

  I saw Wen Churan smile contemptuously, and said coldly, “First, about that incident in high school, I will say one last time. You can’t keep a man by yourself, so you can blame others? Second, I treat you...”

   Lifted his eyes and looked at the man next to Wu Lin, "Heh...I am not interested in your little boyfriend. Third, I am married! Do you understand? Miss Wu Lin!"

  　 Waiting for Wu Lin to be beaten in the face...

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)