ah! Falling in love with Yiyou’s husband

But looking at Lu Zhaoxi, Xu's mother still put away the foot she had just moved.

No matter what, Lu Zhao is also Xixi's brother, so he should respect him a little.

Looking at Lu Zhao who was getting nervous, Lu Zhaoxi said that he couldn't even look at it.

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Lu Zhaoxi almost sweated on his forehead when he looked at the message from Xu's mother on his phone.

Xu Mu: Good morning, baby.

Chao Xi: Don’t call me baby!

Mother Xu: Good baby.

Chao Xi:……

When Lu Zhaoxi saw this message, he wanted to throw away his phone.

However, the mobile phone was not thrown away, but it was once again swept into the limelight.

On the other side, Liu Yirong, who was home, looked at the information on her phone and her head was filled with confusion.

Liu Yihang happened to pass in front of her, and Liu Yirong grabbed her.

Because Liu Yirong took pleasure in teasing and bullying her since she was a child, even when she grew up and could be independent on her own, she was still subconsciously afraid of Liu Yirong.

Liu Yihang put a hand on his chest, "Sister, sister, are you okay?"

Liu Yirong smiled and took Liu Yihang to the sofa, "Yihang, sister knows that you are extremely talented. I have something to ask you to help me, will you agree?"

Hearing what Liu Yirong said, Liu Yihang trembled all over.

Since she followed the master, Liu Yirong has asked her for help countless times. Liu Yirong has taken possession of everything for herself so many times that she has become numb.

Liu Yihang's eyes gradually became hollow.

"Liu Yihang, did you hear what I said?" Seeing that she ignored her, Liu Yirong directly slapped Liu Yihang's back with his hand.

This palm strike made Liu Yihang cough.

"Cough...cough..."

I originally thought that Liu Yirong would feel a little pity for her when she heard this voice, but she didn't expect Liu Yirong to show an expression of disgust.

Liu Yirong moved her butt back, covered her nose with a look of disgust and said arrogantly, "Liu Yihang, I'm not discussing with you, do you understand? If you don't listen to me, do you believe me or not? I'll tell dad." mom!"

Hearing that Liu Yirong was about to tell her parents, Liu Yihang's face turned pale with fright. She trembled and said, "No, no, sister, tell me what you want me to do. Don't tell your parents, I will definitely do it for you."

After receiving a positive answer, Liu Yirong snorted coldly.

"That's about right. By the way, I don't have much living expenses left. I remember you paid your salary, right? Then transfer me fifty thousand." Liu Yirong said fifty thousand as if it were five yuan.

Liu Yihang didn't reply immediately, but Liu Yirong pulled his hair, "What? Liu Yihang, your wings are stiff? Do you want me to tell my parents?"

Liu Yihang's hair was pulled so hard that it hurt, but she did not dare to shout. She could only hold back her tears and said, "No, no, I will send it to you now. I will send it now."

Hearing Liu Yihang say to give her money, Liu Yirong showed a satisfied smile, immediately let go of Liu Yihang's hair, and touched her head by the way, "That's right, you are good, Yihang is obedient, I want you to make something I’ll send you a WeChat message later.”

After saying that, Liu Yirong immediately clasped his fists and looked at her.

Liu Yihang understood and took out an old and broken mobile phone to transfer money to Liu Yirong.

Seeing Liu Yihang shivering for a long time without turning around, Liu Yirong's face turned a little bad. She bent her head and lifted Liu Yihang's chin, "Sister, you are not deliberately delaying time for me to turn around, are you?"

Liu Yihang's body was shaking. She wanted to work hard to overcome her fear, but this had become a habit and was very difficult.

Liu Yihang raised the phone to Liu Yirong and said flatteringly, "No, sister, look, my phone is too old and the Internet speed is not good, so it is a bit slow."

Liu Yirong looked at the transfer page that kept spinning, curled her lips, and let go of Liu Yihang's chin.

"alright."

A few minutes later, Liu Yirong finally received the transfer. She looked at the balance in her phone and smiled with satisfaction, ran to Liu Yihang and hugged her tightly, "Thank you, sister."

"No, thank you."

Liu Yihang finished his trembling answer. Liu Yirong was in a good mood now and didn't care what Liu Yihang's attitude was.

After Liu Yirong left, Liu Yihang finally let go of her guard. She let go of her clenched hand. Because of fear, she pinched herself hard just now. If she looked carefully, there were even small blood streaks oozing out.

Liu Yihang patted her face hard with a grimace on her face. She was really cowardly. She had been oppressed by Liu Yirong for more than ten years and still couldn't resist.

Liu Yihang buried her head in her arms to make herself feel more secure.

The cell phone she left aside and fell to the ground clearly showed the balance of her wallet of 2.28 yuan.

After getting the money, Liu Yirong naturally let herself go and immediately went to a luxury store to buy some clothes.

As the saying goes, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Although Liu Yirong is not a good person, she has a unique style when she wears those customized clothes.

This attracted the attention of many people as soon as he entered the school.

"Wow, the clothes that person is wearing must be new products that have just been released."

"I saw that on Taobao. That top costs 30,000 yuan! The pants cost 8,000 yuan!"

"It's so rich..."

Listening to the exclamations one after another greatly satisfied Liu Yirong's self-esteem.

So when she walked to the dormitory and didn't hear the sound of praise, she felt unhappy.

Liu Yirong walked up to Wang Xiaochun and took out the book in her hand, "Xiaochun, what do you think of my clothes? Does it look good?"

Wang Xiaochun was very dissatisfied with Liu Yirong's behavior of taking away her books. However, as a roommate in the dormitory, she did not get angry in front of her. She just took her books back and said casually, "It's pretty good."

Liu Yirong, who only got these three words, was dumbfounded.

"Xiao Chun, are you sure you read it carefully?"

Wang Xiaochun closed his book, looked at Liu Yirong from head to toe, and then said, "Very good."

"..."

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhaoxi couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Lu Zhaoxi, why are you laughing?" Liu Yirong turned around and was almost ready to curse Lu Zhaoxi.

Lu Zhaoxi held up her forehead, "If it weren't for Miss Liu, I couldn't laugh. How come you can control this? You are so lenient."

The words seemed humorous, but Liu Yirong's brain couldn't hear it at all.

"Lu Zhaoxi, I think you are just jealous. The clothes I am wearing are worth thirty thousand yuan. You have never worn such expensive clothes in your life, right?"

Lu Zhaoxi opened her mouth wide, really surprised by her words and actions, "I really haven't worn it."

She really doesn't need this kind of clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan.

It's not a dress or a custom-made one. Why should ordinary clothes be so expensive?

"I knew it."

Liu Yirong raised her chin, looking like a country bumpkin.

Lu Zhaoxi really didn't want to fight with Liu Yirong, so he could only remind him nicely.

"Classmate Liu Yirong, I think you want to buy these beautiful clothes. Why don't you think about how to come up with the clothes for the design competition? This time it's not just talk on paper."

Liu Yirong snorted coldly, "You don't need to tell me this, I've already prepared it."

Seeing Liu Yirong's confident look, Lu Zhaoxi could only nod his head and said nothing more.