The CEO's favorite: don't run away from your sweet wife

Jing Yuchen and Yang Yuxi looked in the direction of the voice.

A girl in her twenties, surrounded by Jing Shiqing and Yang Mingzhu, walked in with famous brands all over her body and exquisite makeup.

Seeing the girl's face, Jing Yuchen couldn't help laughing softly.

"Yo, who am I? Isn't this Mo Xiaofei?"

"I haven't seen you for a while, why did you get mixed up with my cheap aunt and cheap cousin?"

"Don't you look down on them the most and think they can't get on the stage?"

Jing Shiqing's and Yang Mingzhu's faces turned green with anger at these words with guns and sticks.

"Yuchen, how can we say that we are also a family, isn't it too much to say?"

Jing Shiqing held her breath and said, wishing to tear Jing Yuchen's mouth to pieces.

This self-conscious, shameless girl.

"Who is a family with you? How can an illegitimate daughter who is not on the stage have the nerve to tell me that they are a family?"

"Thanks to your vixen mother, my grandma and my mother died in the plane crash, so I have the nerve to say something about the family. I'm yuck!"

Jing Shiqing was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.

"Jing Yuchen, you can't say that about my mother. Shut up."

"I just said, your mother is a shameless mistress who will do anything for money and status."

"Shameless, vixen."

"But no matter how powerful the means are, even if my grandma is dead, your mother will still not be able to succeed, hahaha."

Anxious Jing Shiqing and Jing Yuchen immediately got entangled with each other, and fought regardless of their appearance, but were stopped by the clerk again.

Mo Xiaofei ignored Jing Yuchen's argument.

She went straight to Yang Yuxi, and said domineeringly, "I want this skirt, please take it off immediately."

The arrogant and rude attitude immediately set Jing Yuchen on fire.

"I'm sorry, we've got this dress. You'd better choose what you like."

"Sister Yuxi, you can just dress like this, you don't need to change it. Waiter, swipe your card."

Face was swept away, Mo Xiaofei became anxious.

"This is what I said I would buy first. My lady, it's not good to win someone's love. Please take it off immediately."

Yang Yuxi hated others talking to her in a commanding tone. Originally, she had to buy it, but now she had to buy it.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, but I've decided to buy it."

"Yang Yuxi, it's not a glorious thing to win love with a sword. Besides, you, a woman who was taken over by Jing Mochen, why should you grab me?"

"Waiter, swipe your card, I want to order this dress."

Jing Yuchen stood in front of Yang Yuxi, her attitude was equally tough.

"She is my brother's girlfriend and his favorite woman. Does she need to snatch it from you? We tried this dress first."

The two sides are at a stalemate, neither will let the other.

The clerk looked at Yang Yuxi and Mo Xiaofei in embarrassment, not knowing what to do for a while.

Mo Xiaofei is a big customer in their store, but Yang Yuxi is wearing the most ordinary clothes.

In normal times, she would have asked Yang Yuxi to take off her skirt without hesitation.

But now, Yang Yuxi was accompanied by Jing Yuchen.

She is the most beloved younger sister of the big boss of this shopping mall. If she offends Jing Yuchen, the consequences are not something they can afford.

So, the store manager said bravely, "You two ladies, there are still many exquisite and beautiful styles in our store, why don't you take a look at them?"

The eyes of Mo Xiaofei and Jing Yuchen crackled and burned in the air, and the atmosphere became extremely stiff.

"Sister Xiaofei, why don't you call my grandfather, it's just a skirt, I think my grandfather will definitely get it for you."

Yang Mingzhu spoke suddenly, and stared at Jing Yuchen and Yang Yuxi provocatively.

Jing Yuchen looked at the arrogant Yang Mingzhu, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips mockingly.

"Mingzhu, it seems that your face has recovered very well these days. It's a pity that you haven't left any scars."

"It's a pity that I wasn't there at the time, otherwise I would have poured a kettle of boiling water on you, making you completely ugly."

When Yang Mingzhu heard her say this, intense fear welled up in her eyes, and her body trembled.

"Jing Yuchen, don't be too arrogant. Don't you think it's not enough for grandpa to hate you so much now?"

"Isn't it enough to be kicked out of the country for eight years and not be able to step into the Jing family's old house?"

Jing Yuchen sneered, for that cold-blooded and ruthless old man who only had vixen mistress and illegitimate daughter on his mind, she had long been chilled.

"So what, my brother and my father love me enough. But you, being so arrogant as mistresses, will get retribution sooner or later."

"Jing Yuchen, don't go too far. No matter what I say, she is your aunt. Believe it or not, I will let your grandfather treat you severely."

Jing Shiqing pointed at Jing Yuchen and yelled loudly.

"Why, think I'm too much? Then don't come out and block my eyes."

"You can do shameless things, why can't I say it?"

"If you come to provoke me again, I will reveal more black material."

Jing Yuchen, who speaks eloquently, has a savage look that no one can resist.

Yang Mingzhu and Jing Shiqing's faces turned blue and purple, not to mention how exciting it was.

And Mo Xiaofei received Yang Mingzhu's reminder, and had already dialed the number of Jing's old house.

"Hey, Grandpa Jing, I saw a dress in Jing's high-end fashion store."

"It's a pity that the friends brought by Yu Chen also fell in love with it. I really like that dress and want to buy it."

"What if Yuchen and her friends refuse to compromise?"

"By the way, I heard from Yu Chen that that friend is Mo Chen's girlfriend, and Mo Chen loves her very much."

"I'm really sad now, what should I do?"

Mo Xiaofei pressed the hands-free button, and Jing Zhenglin's loud and angry voice came over.

"If you like it, ask the clerk to make an invoice to buy it, and put the bill on Mo Chen's head. Don't worry about Yu Chen, that bastard girl, her words don't matter."

Everyone in the store heard this.

Jing Yuchen's face turned pale, his complexion was extremely ugly, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.

Mo Xiaofei glanced at Yang Yuxi and Jing Yuchen proudly, and smiled.

"I'm sorry, both of you, this dress won't be sold to you. Clerk, go and make an invoice, and put the account in Mo Chen's name."

Yang Yuxi thought of all the nightmares she had encountered in the Jing family's old mansion, and the cold came directly from the soles of her feet.

The fear that penetrated into her bones made her hands and feet cold at this moment.

She tugged at Jing Yuchen, and said softly, "Yuchen, forget it, I don't like this dress anyway."

Jing Yuchen took a deep breath and forcefully forced back the tears.