"Okay, Vivi, are you still buying clothes?"

Chen Ran couldn't stand it anymore, so he lit up on Zhao Weiwei's small waist, signaling her not to talk nonsense.

Zhao Weiwei bit her red lips provocatively, glanced at Han Jiaojiao's only advantage, which was that she was a little older than herself.

Han Jiaojiao was both ashamed and annoyed, and she raised her collar and glared at her before giving up.

Chen Ran pointed to the shopping bag on the sofa and signaled Zhao Weiwei to lift it.

Then, he said to Han Jiaojiao: "I won't disturb you shopping, we'll leave first."

After saying that, he took Zhao Weiwei to the outside of the store, leaving Han Jiaojiao and her colleagues looking at each other.

The female colleague with the shoe-tung face frowned and said, "Jiaojiao, who is this person? Why is my girlfriend so uneducated?"

She said this, but her face looked envious, mainly the shopping bags in Zhao Weiwei's hand and the top cosmetics were all luxury goods that she wanted to buy but couldn't bear to buy.

Han Jiaojiao shook her head in a mess and said nothing.

Seeing Chen Ran taking Zhao Weiwei into the PRADA store next door again, she hesitated for a moment and followed her by a traitor.

Chen Ran was a little excited at this time. After yawning, he said, "Buy another bag and go to dinner later. I have something to do after dinner. You can take a taxi back by yourself, right?"

Zhao Weiwei was thinking about Han Jiaojiao's identity. When she heard this, she nodded obediently: "Yeah, I can just take a taxi by myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, two footsteps sounded behind him. When he turned around, Han Jiaojiao and the female colleague actually followed him in.

Chen Ran also saw them, smiled at Han Jiaojiao, and signaled Zhao Weiwei not to cause trouble and go choose a bag first.

Under the guidance of sales, he came to the rest area and ordered a cup of lemonade. While browsing his phone, he was waiting for Zhao Weiwei.

Han Jiaojiao walked straight towards him.

He spoke, "Chen Ran, can you help me call Xinghui?"

Chen Ran frowned and turned off his phone, "Just call him yourself."

He actually hates being involved in such disputes, he is obviously just a bystander.

However, Han Jiaojiao sat directly next to him and said in a grievance: "Your cousin blocked me and refused to even give me a chance to explain. Please help me, I, I'm really uncomfortable these days."

When Chen Ran heard this, he looked at her. His exquisite makeup, plump lips, and fashionable dressing looked like he should be like a sad person who had lost love.

Han Jiaojiao pulled the hem of the skirt that was covering her thighs awkwardly, and begged again: "Chen Ran, I know I shouldn't hide it, but Xinghui is not right, right? Isn't it even possible to give me a chance to explain?"

"This..." Chen Ran was a little impatient. He was really annoyed about such things.

At this moment, Zhao Weiwei came over with two bags.

"Brother Chen, see which bag I wear is better?"

Seeing Han Jiaojiao, a trace of inexplicable fear flashed in Zhao Weiwei's eyes, but she quickly calmed down, changed into an innocent and pure smile, and began to show Chen Ran the bag in her hand.

Chen Ran was already a little annoyed by Han Jiaojiao. Seeing this, he casually said, "If you like it, buy it."

Zhao Weiwei was stunned. She just wanted to come over and listen to what Han Jiaojiao said. She looked at the label on the bag. One was 19,800 yuan and the other was 20,800 yuan, which was 40,000 yuan. If you say you bought it, you can buy it?

Han Jiaojiao also secretly smacked her tongue, including the female colleague behind her, who looked at Chen Ran differently.

PRADA's sales are still very reserved. When he heard Chen Ran's bold words, he just smiled professionally and said, "This gentleman has a good vision. These two bags are new in autumn and winter styles. There are 2,000 pieces in China, which is a pity to miss it."

Chen Ran glanced at the female salesman who was also very good-looking and said to Zhao Weiwei: "You can see it yourself, if you like it, you will buy it."

Zhao Weiwei was so happy that she certainly liked it!

As early as last month's Fashion Week, she saw these two bags, but she didn't expect that she would buy them one day at the same time.

She nodded happily and said to the salesperson: "Please change me to a pink one. By the way, this clutch is going to be classic black."

Han Jiaojiao frowned slightly. Seeing Zhao Weiwei walking away with the salesperson, she suddenly said, "Chen Ran, this little girl is not your girlfriend, you spend the money on her like this. If your parents know, you..."

Chen Ran's forehead veins jumped, turned his head to look at her, interrupted her impatiently, and asked back, "I said, are you too much control?"

"I……"

Han Jiaojiao was speechless for a moment.

Chen Ran said angrily: "Don't say you are not my cousin's wife now. Even if you are, I will spend my own money, what does it have to do with you? I will pay my parents back. My parents never care about my private affairs. But are we very familiar with you?"

Chen Ran was very annoyed today, especially after receiving a call from Zhou Zhiqian, if he hadn't really been upset, he wouldn't have asked Zhao Weiwei to come out, nor would he do such indulgent things with Zhao Weiwei.

But is this Han Jiaojiao sick? Will you be fine if you encounter each other?

He had to show his presence in front of him. If it weren't for his cousin Wang Xinghui, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to her.

Seeing that Han Jiaojiao was speechless by Chen Ran, she couldn't see her face with her shoes and said sharply: "Hey, why are you so ignorant? That woman is a gold-worshiping woman at first glance. Jiaojiao is also for your own good. How can you say that to her?"

A gold-worship girl?

Even though these three words touched a certain nerve of Chen Ran, he couldn't help but think of Zhou Zhiqian.

The three animals in the dormitory also said that Zhou Zhiqian had changed and became a materialistic person. At that time, he was so angry that he went crazy on the spot and almost had a quarrel with his three brothers because they said that Zhou Zhiqian had a materialistic person.

But what happened later?

Chen Ran looked at the shoe-horned face, sneered and took out the BMW X6's car key from his pocket, and said, "Okay, you don't worship money, then you slap yourself in the face now. My BMW X6 is yours, will you suck it?"

Shoe horn's face was stunned for a moment, looking at the car keys in Chen Ran's hand, her eyes flashed with uncertain light. After a while, she shouted angrily: "Are you sick? Who would have to slap yourself in a broken car?"

She pulled Han Jiaojiao out angrily, and she felt extremely ashamed in her heart, because for a moment just now, she really wanted to slap herself. You know, it was a BMW X6, let alone a slap, it would be better to lose ten slaps.

When he arrived at the corridor outside, Han Jiaojiao grabbed her angry shoehorn face.

"Jiaojiao, don't pay attention to that lunatic. It's amazing to have a few dollars, a typical nouveau riche."

Han Jiaojiao shook her head speechlessly and said, "Sister Rong, stop talking. After all, he is Wang Xinghui's cousin, and it is not good to say bad things behind your back."

The shoehorn face opened his mouth, and he took back the words when he said, glanced at Chen Ran who was checking out at the front desk, and said sourly: "Wang Xinghui's family is in average, why is his cousin so rich?"

Han Jiaojiao also looked back and saw Zhao Weiwei holding Chen Ran's arm and holding the new PRADA clutch he had just obtained, she was so envious.

"Sister Rong, let's be here first today, I..." Chen Ran's look flashed through her mind and said, "I still can't let go of Wang Xinghui. After all, I have been together for more than two years, so I want to go and tell him clearly."

Shoe horned his face glanced at Han Jiaojiao, and a hint of envy and contempt flashed in his eyes. If Han Jiaojiao really reunited with Wang Xinghui and then got to know the relationship with this rich cousin in the future, I am afraid that I will be able to live a good life soon.

I just regret that I married too early, otherwise it would be the honest man Wang Xinghui who won it in minutes, hey...

A few unrealistic thoughts flashed through my mind, and I hugged Han Jiaojiao's arm with my shoehorn, looking like a deep sisterly relationship, and said, "I also think Wang Xinghui is good. I support you to get back together."
Chapter completed!