New Wife No. 1: Young Master Mo, don't be presumptuous

Chapter 85
"You said you, your own conditions are not good and you always donate money to support it, which makes us feel so embarrassed."

"Is your mother feeling better?"

"Daliang Mountain is so far away, I still donate silently, and people will not go."

"Ask Zhiqiu, Zhiqiu Xiaodaidai may go."

"I glanced at the photos in your circle of friends, and I saw several of them. Give me a special price."

……

There were not many people in the group, but they were very active. Everyone was very friendly. Seeing their heartwarming messages, An Xiaowan felt a little comfort in her heart.

Back then, she was kicked out of the Mo family by the old man of the Mo family, and she came into contact with volunteers after her job became stable.I met them when I was doing volunteer work, and I naturally joined the volunteer group, and then I gradually realized that they have been doing charitable charity. four years.

Now, it's almost a habit.

安晓娃@液叶知秋, also known as Zhiqiu Xiaodaidai, a boy who seldom talks in the group.

"@液叶知秋, Zhiqiu little Dada, are you going to Daliang Mountain?" she asked.

"Sister Xiao, Zhiqiu is an idiot, if you don't like to talk, it's useless to ask."

"That's right, that's right, how about, little brother risk his life to accompany the girl and form a team with you?"

"When are you going?"

An Xiaowan looked at their messages, thought for a while, and then replied, "If I sell out the half-price branded clothes, I'll go if I can make up 6 yuan. After all, it's so far away, and it's not easy to go there."

Thinking of this, she put the skirt worth 12 yuan on herself, took a photo in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, then put a mosaic on her small face, and sent it to the group, "Limited edition skirt, standard S yards, the price starts at 12, please contact me if you like it, with an invoice attached, I just bought it this afternoon.”

In fact, she liked the dress she was wearing very much, but as long as she thought about Mo Xiaoqi fighting with her for a dress, she felt that it disturbed her interest.

And at stalls that lack money, it is still a wise idea to sell the skirts and save money for future emergencies.

Just as she was thinking this way, the messages in the group rang non-stop...

"Wow, Miss Xiao has no figure."

"Don't make a mosaic, let the young lady take a look, and introduce you to a top handsome guy by the way?"

"Let me tell you, my male god is Mo Jingchen, how about introducing you to my male god?"

"Sister Xiao, you are listening to their nonsense. Maybe they will sell you and count the money for them."

……

God knows, when An Xiaowan saw someone in the group saying that Mo Jingchen was her male god, she managed not to laugh out loud.For a moment, the truth told her about Mo Jingchen's shameless side, and let her know that Mo Jingchen is actually a scum.

Ding-dong-

The phone rang again.

I looked down and saw someone @她, it was Luo Ye Zhiqiu's message, [Wanwan, I want all the clothes you sent, is 30 enough? 】

"Mist grass, blind my dog's eyes, 30W? Zhiqiu Xiaodaidai, if you don't sing, you will already be a blockbuster!"

"Visual inspection, Xiao Dada is a rich second generation, the identification is complete."

"Idiot, you are very good at flirting with girls, but you are the one I like, young lady."

"I checked my eyes, Xiaoxiao is the right person for you."

"Tsk tsk... 30W, I really want to hug my thigh..."

"Daidai, from today onwards, you are my male god."

Not to mention them, even An Xiaowan doubted the authenticity of the message sent by Luoye Zhiqiu.Holding the phone for a long time, I calmed down and then edited the content, "@液叶知秋知秋, thank you for your kindness, 30W is too much, and it was only 20 yuan when I bought these clothes, you gave too much too much."

(End of this chapter)