Chapter 110 The Rhythm of Burning Money!
The exquisite wedding dress dazzled Qi Wenxia, ​​she tugged on Mo Yan's sleeve, and Mo Yan turned slightly sideways, putting his ear in front of Qi Wenxia.

Qi Wenxia whispered in Mo Yan's ear: "I'm not ready yet, let's come back another day."

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, and I don't like wasting time."

Mo Yan called the store manager over, and asked the store manager to pack the most luxurious [-] sets of wedding dresses in the store, and choose three sets from them for today's interior wedding photos.

One hundred sets? !
Qi Wenxia looked at Mo Yan beside him in shock, feeling pain in his heart.

That's money!This is simply burning money!shameful!
But the store manager didn’t feel the distress of Qi Wenxia, ​​instead he was grinning from ear to ear, thinking that today must be the jackpot, the price of [-] sets of wedding dresses is nearly [-] million, the store manager is very soft on the dividends .

"President Mo, wait a moment. I'll pick out three sets of wedding dresses first, and I'll have the rest packed up and delivered to your villa."

"Ah."

Seeing Shu Yun go to ask someone to pack the wedding dress, Qi Wenxia shouted immediately.

"Wait!" When Shu Yun turned around and looked at her suspiciously, Qi Wenxia said, "It's just a wedding photo, I don't need so many wedding dresses."

"This……"

Shu Yun knew that Qi Wenxia's weight in Mo Yan's heart must be very important, so she looked at Mo Yan with some embarrassment.

"Do as I say, don't you make money?"

Shu Yun is not a fool, it is a fool's behavior to have money and not make money.

Shu Yun smiled respectfully and said to Qi Wenxia: "Since President Mo said so, Mrs. Mo should listen to President Mo."

After speaking, Shu Yun went to work, but that sentence of Mrs. Mo made Qi Wenxia instantly confused.

Mo... Mrs. Mo?

Qi Wenxia looked up at Mo Yan's deep eyes, and was a little confused for a while, but when he suddenly thought of the hundred wedding dresses, he immediately became sober again.

"Mo Yan, do you have money and no place to spend it? Why do you need so many wedding dresses? I can't wear so many dresses by myself."

Mo Yan put his hand on Qi Wenxia's cheek, leaned over and kissed Qi Wenxia's forehead.

"Wear one set a day."

But Qi Wenxia still felt that Mo Yan was simply burning money, and wanted to continue persuading her, but was blocked by Mo Yan.

……

After taking the interior wedding photos, Mo Yan asked Shu Yun to send the photos to Mo Yan's villa before tomorrow night. In addition, the exterior wedding photos will be taken in Venice two months later, so Shu Yun can arrange the staff.

"President Mo, don't worry, I will definitely arrange what you ordered."

When Mo Yan and Qi Wenxia both changed their clothes and walked out of the bridal shop, a resounding 'welcome next time' came from behind them.

At this moment, Qi Wenxia's stomach growled, Qi Wenxia glanced at Mo Yan awkwardly and then lowered his head.

Just now Qi Wenxia was already very hungry, but because she didn't want to spoil Mo Yan's interest because of taking wedding photos, she kept holding back.

"What do you want to eat?"

Qi Wenxia pouted and thought for a while, then spit out three words.

"Spicy!"

Hearing the word Malatang, the corners of Mo Yan's mouth twitched.

"Junk food can't be eaten, didn't I tell you?"

Qi Wenxia retorted unconvinced: "What kind of junk food, the Mala Tang in the night market is delicious, okay?"

Mo Yan flicked Qi Wenxia's forehead with his right hand.

"You can't eat spicy food during pregnancy. No, you can't eat spicy food even if you are not pregnant. Eating too much spicy food is not good for your stomach. Also, can you eat food from the night market? There is so much waste oil? Didn't you read the news?"

(End of this chapter)

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