The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 277 President Brother Don’t Be Too Cold (14)

  The people present were all stunned. Although Xu Xinyan's status in the Xu family is not too high, she shouldn't be reduced to wearing high imitations, right?

  In the rich second-generation circle, wearing pirated editions means losing face!

  Xu Xinyan yelled even more furiously.

  "Su Qinghuan, if you don’t know the goods, don’t slander me indiscriminately! Maybe a woman like you only wears goods on the floor, right? You don’t even understand the new styles of the Xiang family!"

  Speaking, Xu Xinyan stretched out her hand suddenly, just about to fan Su Qinghuan's face!

  She saw that this woman was already very upset!

  Before, when Su Qinghuan was pouring her red wine, Xu Xinyan wanted to peel off Su Qinghuan's skin. If Fu Wanwan hadn't had to stand up and support Su Qinghuan, how could she endure it for so long!

  Who would have thought that it was not only Fu Wanwan, but Fu Xiuze was also on Su Qinghuan's side. These brothers and sisters really drank ecstasy soup!

  ……

   Seeing that the slap was about to fall on the girl's face, Fu Xiuze's eyes moved slightly, and he subconsciously took a step forward, just about to protect Su Qinghuan behind him.

  As a result, Qin Zilang subconsciously grabbed Xu Xinyan's wrist when he saw Xu Xinyan's hysterical appearance.

   "Miss Xu, the clearer is self-sufficient, why are you angry?"

  The physical difference between men and women is inherently great. Xu Xinyan wanted to resist, but Qin Zilang grabbed her hand and couldn't move.

  Xu Xinyan's face was red and white, and her expression was ferocious.

   "Are you all confused by the little white flower Su Qinghuan?! She is not worth your maintenance at all!"

   "Funny, why is it worth it?"

  Su Qinghuan glanced at Xu Xinyan, then nodded to Qin Zilang gratefully, with a warm expression.

   "Qin Shao, thanks to you for helping me today."

"You're welcome."

  ……

  Fu Xiuze watched Su Qinghuan smiling at Qin Zilang, a faint light appeared in his ink eyes.

  The man's eyes moved down, and he suddenly noticed the Patek Philippe that Qin Zilang was wearing on his wrist. The style was exactly the same as the picture of Su Qinghuan's watch when he fell into the water at the birthday party.

  Fu Xiuze's eyes suddenly became deeper.

   Is this Qin Zilang the person Su Qinghuan is hiding in his heart?

   Otherwise, why did Su Qinghuan prefer to fall into the water to protect the painting?

  ……

  The man took a step forward, blocking Qin Zilang and Su Qinghuan without a trace.

   "Qinghuan, why do you say Xu Xinyan wears a high imitation?"

  Su Qinghuan noticed a change in the man’s attitude, and she raised her slender neck to speak.

"Brother Fu, I saw the real thing when I was shopping in a commercial building a few days ago, and I wanted to buy it, but the sister told me that it is a global exclusive, and the only version has been The guest bought it."

   "It's a coincidence that the customer just came to pick up the goods, but the other person's appearance is very different from that of Miss Xu Xinyan."

  "……"

  Xu Xinyan's face turned pale.

   "What if someone else gave it to me?!"

  Su Qinghuan licked her hair, smiling coldly.

   "Is there anyone who would wear them on the spot and start shopping? If I remember correctly, the surveillance of the mall at that time should be able to call up the video of the customer wearing clothes and shopping."

  "...If Miss Xu is so confident that what you are wearing is genuine, then you might as well send the shopping information? Otherwise, is it too shameless to send 300,000 to the Fu Group in vain?"

  Xu Xinyan's face suddenly rose blue, and she yelled inwardly.

  "You...you are arrogant, why do you want me to take out the purchase record?"

  Su Qing smiles happily.

   "Because you have to lose money, Ms. Xu doesn't even understand this truth, right?!"

  Who advocates and who gives evidence is the most obvious reason!

  Xu Xinyan was so angry that her pupils tightened, her lips trembled for a long time, but she couldn't hold back a word of explanation for a long time.

  Things have reached this point, it is already clear who is true and who is false.

  If Xu Xinyan really wears genuine authenticity, I'm afraid it will clamor to the end.

  ……

  Everyone present gawked at Xu Xinyan.

  They really did not expect that Xu Xinyan would really wear fakes. After all, wealthy children are more or less face-conscious, and no one wants to lose dignity in this kind of thing.

  But even if Xu Xinyan wears fakes, what does it mean to claim Su Qinghuan’s 300,000 yuan?

  It is estimated that the purchase price of wearing high imitation is only about 3,000 yuan. If you ask for money that is dozens of times, isn't it a disguised extortion?

  ……

  The rich second generation who came to play in the box suddenly moved away from Xu Xinyan in silence.

   "I really didn't expect Xu Xinyan to be this kind of person... Wearing A goods is only the second thing, how can I have the face to pretend to be a genuine claim?!"

   "That's right! I used to say that Su Qinghuan has no quality, but now it seems that people who are really unqualified are the kind who keep saying that others have no quality!"

  Xu Xinyan listened with shame and angrily to the depreciation of those people. For a while, she couldn't even care about her clothes being dirty, so she covered her face and ran out of the box crying.

  ……

  Seeing this scene, Su Qinghuan couldn't feel sympathy.

  Fu Wanwan still stared at Su Qinghuan dumbfounded.

  She sighed blankly.

   "Qinghuan, I only found out now that you are the real person without showing up."

  If Su Qinghuan showed that he knew French from the beginning, it is estimated that Xu Xinyan would not have been so miserable.

  "So so, after all, didn’t Sister Wanwan always tell me not to be a steamed bun girl?"

  The little fox winked at Fu Wanwan innocently, and then looked at Fu Xiuze.

   "Brother Fu said, didn't he?"

"Um."

   Fu Xiuze nodded lightly.

"Let's go back."

"good."

  Fu Xiuze drove a very low-key car, a pure black Volkswagen Phaeton, revealing a low-key business atmosphere.

  Fu Wanwan and Su Qinghuan sat in the back driver, and began to chat about today's affairs.

  "Qinghuan, you are so amazing, how did you learn French? And you are just pouring red wine today, not like you at all."

   "Are there? It's okay, after all, the other side bullied me so much, I can't keep it up."

  "In French, I used to like self-study in movies."

  Su Qinghuan replied one after another, only to think that Fu Wanwankong had grown a few years old from the original owner, but in fact, I am afraid that she is still a little girl in her heart.

   "Wow, self-taught? Qinghuan, you are really a bit tough."

  Fu Xiuze looked at the laughter of the two of them, and felt a little noisy.

  French?

  Su Qinghuan also speaks French?

When did this happen?

  The man's handsome eyebrows were slightly twisted. He didn't participate in the girl's topic at all, he just drove all the way to Fu's house.

  ……

  The night is getting darker.

  Fu Xiuze thought of the watch on Qin Zilang's hand, his eyes were deep, and he knocked on Su Qinghuan's door to wake up.

   "Qinghuan, are you asleep?"

  Fu Xiuze stood at the door with a cold expression. Just about to turn around, he heard a creak and the door suddenly opened.

   "Brother Fu, are you looking for me?"

  The girl wrapped in a bath towel, her shoulders covered with water droplets were white as snow, silently attracting her eyes in the air.

  (End of this chapter)