Chapter 820 has been revised. Please read it again if you have read it.
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Seeing this, Ou Ming played with the crystal glass in his hand, tilted his head and looked at her back, and said slowly: "Did I let you go?"
Seeing this, Qu Er Shao immediately stepped forward to block Yu Lili's way and said, "Hey, you want to leave after causing trouble? It's not that easy!"
Seeing this, Yu Lili gritted her teeth, turned around with red eyes, looked at Ou Ming, and roared: "What do you want?"
"This pair of shoes is actually not expensive. They are handmade in Italy by Master Fendila himself. This is the last pair of shoes he wore before he retired. I like them very much. When I bought them, they were only about 370,000 or 380,000. I'll give you a discount and compensate you with 300,000."
Hearing this, Yu Lili's face turned pale again.
"Why do you have that expression?" When Ou Ming saw her face, he felt like a needle was pricking his heart.
It’s only three hundred thousand. In the past, Yu Lili could spend hundreds of thousands a day just to buy a bag or a pair of shoes. It’s not an exaggeration to say that she spent money like water.
Now, is it just three hundred thousand that makes her look like this
But at the same time, there was an indescribable feeling of joy that surrounded him.
“Didn’t I tell you to lick it clean?” Ou Ming smiled cruelly. “As long as you lick it clean, you don’t have to pay.”
Yu Lili's face looked extremely ugly, and she stared at Ou Ming closely, as if she wanted to see something on his face.
But nothing was seen.
The woman who had just pushed Yu Lili pushed her back again with a smug expression on her face.
Like that woman, many people inside also looked like they were enjoying the show.
"Lick it, lick it clean!" Qu Ershao's accomplices immediately echoed and someone even whistled.
Yu Lili's face was burning, turning pale and red. She looked at Ou Ming with hurt in her heart and eyes.
Taking a deep breath, Yu Lili felt a little dry in the mouth, and her throat and heart were empty. She asked in a low voice, "Are you serious?"
Ou Ming laughed, crossed his legs and placed them on the table, exposing his shoes that were covered in cake. He leaned lazily on the sofa and said, "Three hundred thousand. Pay it on the spot and you can leave."
The people around started to make a noise, especially Qu Ershao's accomplices, who whistled even louder.
Yu Lili let her hands hang down at her sides, her hands clenched into fists, and she said nothing.
"You've been selling for four years, so you must have had many mistresses, right? With so many old customers, it shouldn't be a problem to borrow 300,000 yuan from them, right?" Ou Ming finished the wine in his glass, his eyes half-closed, "Ah, look at my memory, with your level of hunger, how can ordinary people satisfy you? It's probably just a one-time deal with those men. Tsk, no wonder you're doing so badly. Didn't I teach you to be more tolerant of some things?"
"The surname Ou!"
Hearing these three words, Ou Ming smiled even more brilliantly, a smile so brilliant that it was a little cruel and deeply hurt Yu Lili's eyes.
Pointing at the upper of his shoes, Ou Ming raised his eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes were deep and his emotions could not be seen. He said: "Looking at your appearance, it is likely that you can't borrow it. Come on, lick it."
The expression on Ou Ming's face was no different from usual.
Such an understatement, such a casual joke.
It was as if teasing her like this was a very fun thing.
Yu Lili clenched her fists, her eyes fixed on the shoe in front of her, her gaze flickering, with a look of struggle on her face.
(End of this chapter)