Where is the billionaire cute wife and adults?

Lin Mo'er was the first person to see the words on the bag, and she laughed loudly, "Ye Ranran, where did you get such a bag, Aijia Supermarket? You buy your bags at Aijia Supermarket." !"

"Hahaha... It's still a red canvas bag. I remember it was a gift from the supermarket for an event before. She was willing to take it, but it really can't be put on the table!"

"There are indeed differences between people. I don't laugh at her anymore. I sympathize with her!"

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Shao Qinglu glanced at the canvas bag in Ye Ranran's hand, and was even more sure that Ye Ranran was here to be a clown.

She crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Is this the same style you mentioned? Don't pretend if you don't know the goods. It's a bitch to pollute our eyes with this kind of mess!"

Xiao Wanqing laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, she took Shao Qinglu's arm, shook her head and said, "Okay, don't be angry, there is nothing a person who can become a mistress before the age of 20 just for money can't do it .Let's understand!"

"Understood? I'm going to die of anger, our Huacheng's face is embarrassing to this bitch." Shao Qinglu gave Ye Ranran another look.

Ye Ranran ignored their taunts, opened the red canvas bag slowly, took out a delicate small bag from it, held it up, and said to Shao Qinglu: "Miss Shao, see for yourself, is it right with you?" of the same style."

Shao Qinglu raised her chin, pointed her nostrils at Ye Ranran, and didn't look at the bag at all, "Do I still need to look at it? What else can you come up with at your level? A plastic bag!"

Ye Ranran narrowed her eyes, with an expression of not caring what she said, and said with a smile: "If you don't look at it, how do you know if it's a plastic bag?"

"Tsk, you're really cheap, let me hit you in the face if you hit the pole." Shao Qinglu also hated Ye Ranran very much.

Not only because of Ye Xuefu's provocation, but also because of Ye Ranran's own taste in dressing.

Although Ye Ranran didn't wear a famous brand, the clothes on her body were well matched, which completely exceeded the professional standard. Even if it was a street stall, she dressed like a high-end product.

This is what Shao Qinglu is most jealous of, because her matching has never been good.

Lin Mo'er and the others saw that Shao Qinglu wanted to make Ye Ranran feel bad, so they leaned over and laughed.

"Miss Shao doesn't even want to look at it, so you let her look at it! What kind of bag are you? It's so red that even an 80s aunt can't carry it, okay?"

"Yeah, I see the little daisy on it, the workmanship is really poor, and the high imitation is better than this!"

"If I were you, I wouldn't bring things here at all. How embarrassing it is now, I can't do it all over again."

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Ye Ranran glanced at these guys coldly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "I don't want you to judge, I want Ms. Shao to see for herself!"

Before the words fell, the hall was filled with mocking voices.

"Hahaha... She really doesn't cry when she sees the coffin!"

"I'm dying of laughter, I still want Ms. Shao to look at it, I really think that what I got is a good thing!"

"The night market downstairs in our house doesn't sell these anymore."

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At this time, Ye Xuefu, the blooming white lotus, came to Ye Ranran's side, pursed her lips, and sighed softly, "Ranran, don't do this...Miss Shao's is really a limited edition, you take the fake one You can't fool anyone."

"How do you know I'm fake?" Ye Ranran raised her eyebrows and looked at Xiao Wanqing, "Miss Shao doesn't want to see it, so do you want Miss Xiao to have an appraisal?"

Xiao Wanqing didn't look at the bag carefully either, she just laughed, "Stop making trouble, do you need me to appraise this kind of thing?"

"Yeah, you dare to take out something that can't be put on the table for Miss Xiao to appraise, it's a shame!" Qu Le came over, stretched out her hand, and snatched the bag from Ye Ranran's hand.

She casually looked around, fiddled with the little daisies on it, and snorted softly, "This kind of thing is also worthy of polluting the eyes of the two eldest ladies here? I laughed so hard!"

Lin Mo'er nodded and took the bag over, "Hmph, I'll throw it away for her now!"

But when she was about to turn around, she met Ye Ranran's ice-cold eyes. She suddenly remembered the recording on her mobile phone, stood there, and stopped...

Seeing this, Qu Le went to catch the packet, "Mo'er, what's wrong with you? You dare not throw it away, so I'll go and throw it away...Look at what's on it, a silver is not silver, stainless steel is not a sign of stainless steel , so ugly!"

After she finished speaking, Xiao Wanqing suddenly stopped laughing, walked over immediately, grabbed the small bag, and saw the sign of Qu Le said during the inspection.

In the next second, her face turned slightly pale, her brows were furrowed, and she turned to Shao Qinglu and said, "Lulu, come and see."

"What are you looking at? At most it's a fake." Shao Qinglu refused.

However, Xiao Wanqing touched the surface of the bag again, and walked towards Shao Qinglu, her voice was softer than before, "It's Mr. G's work, with his exclusive platinum logo, no one can imitate it."

"Are you kidding me!" Shao Qinglu still didn't believe it.

But Xiao Wanqing looked serious, meaning to let her come over to see it too.

"Mr. G didn't just say once, he designs one style after another, and there will never be the same style." Shao Qinglu smiled, "Wan Qing, you probably haven't seen a few genuine products, so you don't understand."

Now Xiao Wanqing was unhappy, and pointed to the little daisy on the bag, "Could this detail be fake? Whose little daisy is studded with diamonds! It's impossible to sell only designs and handmade bags for 2000 million yuan!"

What Xiao Wanqing said is right, Mr. G's bags have never been purely handcrafted and designed, each of his bags has diamonds on it, and even pearls of particularly high quality.

So even if there is no such logo, you can judge by looking at pearls and diamonds.

Shao Qinglu was reminded by Xiao Wanqing, and immediately began to check the bag Ye Ranran brought back.

When she saw the one-centimeter-diameter Australian bead, her face immediately changed.

She is a fanatical fan of Mr.G and knows the level of pearls on each bag.

The bead was even better than the one on her bag.

There are also diamonds on the bag, all of which are the best, and even the surface of the bag has been specially treated.

Red, this is not an ordinary red, this is what Mr.G said, his favorite queen red!

Shao Qinglu carefully inspected every detail of the bag, as if looking at a peerless treasure. She didn't even dare to touch it with nail art, for fear of hurting the bag.

But thinking that this bag belonged to Ye Ranran, the slut Ye Ranran, Shao Qinglu was full of dissatisfaction.

How did Ye Ranran get such a good bag?

It must be because of being a mistress, otherwise she would never be able to afford such a bag for the rest of her life.

After Ye Xuefu noticed Shao Qinglu's face, she immediately frowned, and her fingers curled up and tightened.

She understood that this bag was not fake, it was real.

Why, why did this bitch Ye Ranran get Mr. G's bag!