Shen Qingshan frowned: "We have the doctor's diagnosis to prove it, and it cannot be wrong. Moreover, this skirt smells strange. Xiao Ning, Tong Tong, why don't you go change out of your skirt quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Ruotong hurriedly ran upstairs, and Shen Ning also returned to her room.
After a while, the two returned to the living room with the imitation.
"Dad, if you don't tell me, you don't think it. When I smell this dress again, it really has a pungent smell. Mom, you didn't buy a fake, right?" Shen Ruotong looked at Chen Mingli in a fuss. , "Hurry up and get the invoice!"
Chen Mingli couldn't wait to stuff this idiot daughter back into her belly.
Is this girl sent by the monkey to fight against me
"Okay, okay, I'm going to look for it now. I don't know if I can find it after so many days." She muttered and walked slowly upstairs.
Shen Ning lowered his eyes, lowered his head and smiled.
Shen Ruyun was sitting on the sofa playing with her fingers. On the surface, she was admiring her newly done manicure, but in fact, she was worried about her mother.
Chen Mingli went upstairs and didn't come down for a long time. Shen Ruotong went to urge her several times, saying that her father had already lost his temper downstairs.
She had no choice but to go downstairs, empty-handed.
"I can't find the invoice, maybe... lost it." Seeing everyone looking at her, Chen Mingli panicked and choked out a sentence.
Shen Qingshan's brows suddenly furrowed and he asked suspiciously: "How could it be that I can't find it? It's only been two days since I bought this skirt. Didn't Xiaoyun bring the invoice to help Xiao Ning change the skirt during the day? Xiaoyun, please give me the invoice." Where did it go?"
Shen Ruyun was startled, not expecting that the fire would burn her.
She quickly shirks her responsibility: "I'll leave it to my mother when I get back."
When Chen Mingli heard this, she rolled her eyes in anger.
The eldest daughter is also unreliable. In order to distance herself, she blames herself.
It’s over!
"Mingli, where's the invoice?" Shen Qingshan stared at Chen Mingli with a stern tone.
“…”
Chen Mingli's mouth was dry and she didn't dare to look at her husband. She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I can't find him."
Shen Ruotong shouted: "I can't find it, this is impossible. Mom, you have always put things carefully. You even collected the invoice you bought me for the bag three years ago. This is Chanel's invoice. Five As for Wan Duo, how could you just throw it away?"
Chen Mingli was almost furious.
She gave her little daughter a fierce look and said angrily: "If you can't find it, you can't find it. If you have the ability, go find it!"
Shen Ruotong was stunned and confused: "Mom, why are you angry at me again? It's obviously you who did something wrong."
Chen Mingli was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot daughter. If she continued talking, she would be very angry.
Shen Qingshan stopped talking, but stared at her with a stern and judgmental look, which made Chen Mingli's heart tremble.
She wanted to explain a few words, but this situation became darker and darker as she described it.
After a while, Shen Qingshan did not lose his temper, but said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you can't find the invoice. A monk can't run away from the temple. Chanel is an international brand. Even if they can't find the invoice, they won't recognize the products sold in their store." Things that are out, okay, you all go to bed, I will find someone to deal with this matter tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Chen Mingli asked guiltily: "Old Shen, what are you going to do?"