Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

LAN Xiao is so angry that he doesn't know the goods. She grinds her teeth.

Huang Mao immediately said, "look, I told you a long time ago that this is a fake, but you still don't believe it. Should you be convinced?"

LAN Xiao bit his lip and shook his head slightly: "originally, he appreciated master Mo and thought that he was a master who knew the goods, but now, in my opinion, it's just like this."

Leng, this is a slight curse to the green basket.

"How many years have I been in this business? When is it your turn to question a little girl? Can such a fake be turned from fake to real? You're a teenage girl who doesn't know anything. What are you talking about? "

LAN Xiao doesn't want to waste words with this idiot. She reaches for the copper stove.

As a result, Mo Qing took the folding fan and smashed the back of her hand.

"There's a rule in our shop that if a fake is taken for a second time, then this thing should be owned by our shop. It's not certain that you want to take this fake and cheat innocent people anywhere. So in order to prevent others from being cheated, you can't take this copper stove. "

"I'll ask you to take it away and throw it into the abandoned warehouse. You three little dolls, hurry to settle the dispute with this yellow hair. If it's time to compensate, don't let it get in my way. It's really bad luck to see this bitch twice in a day. "

LAN Xiao is very angry, and the back of her hand is hurt by him. She shrinks her hand, rubs the back of her red and swollen hand, and scolds secretly: how can this man be so shameless.

Wen Mu Chu moves forward quickly and holds Mo Qing's wrist.

"Who told you to hit her?"

Mo Qing's face turned white, and immediately exclaimed, "Hey, what are you doing? Let me go, or I'll call someone... "

Wen Mu Chu tightened his strength and said in a cold voice: "apologize to her..."

Mo Qing's fingers, pinched by him, are about to break.

Mo Qing angrily stares at Wen muchu, but he still refuses to let go. He yells in a low voice: "let me loose your mother. My fingers are almost broken by you."

"Sorry..." Wen Mu Chu said in a cold voice.

Mo Qing stemmed his neck and roared: "you make trouble with a fake. Why should I apologize?"

With a squeak, LAN Xiao clearly heard the sound of bone fracture.

As soon as her face changed, she hurried forward.

"Wen Mu Chu..."

Mo Qing is a burst of pain howl, fingers completely broken, his forehead sweating.

He was in great pain, but he broke a finger, and the man did not release his finger.

Helpless, he looked up to Huang Mao for help.

"Huang Mao, help me quickly."

Huang Mao is really afraid of Wen muchu. He shrinks his neck in fear and steps back. He intends not to get involved in this. Naturally, he turns a blind eye to Mo Qing's help.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you don't apologize, I'll cut off the rest of your fingers." Wen Mu Chu's eyes are full of fierce light and his voice is cold.

Mo Qing is really afraid. If he has no fear in the last second, then this second, he completely counsels.

Wen Mu Chu in the eyes of ruthless, he saw clearly, completely afraid.

As a matter of fact, he is just a bully, who has no backbone at all.

He immediately cried and said, "don't Don't I apologize, I apologize... "