The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 54: Engagement invitation (2)

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"Well, it really is a good tonic. Let's buy it and give it to Aunt Han to nourish her body. It must be very useful." The woman in the white skirt smiled softly and said softly.

The woman in the yellow dress nodded, "That's it, I'll go over and pay right away."

As he spoke, he closed the brocade box and was about to pay the bill when Sister Wang stopped her and quickly snatched the brocade box back from the woman, saying, "Excuse me, these two ladies, this ginseng plant We've already taken a fancy to it, and the invoices have been issued, and we just need to pay, so I'm sorry!"

"What did you fall in love with? I fell in love with you two days ago, and you haven't paid yet? This ginseng plant is very important to us. We have been looking for it for a long time, and today we came here to buy it specially, so, It should be ours!"

A flash of anger flashed across the face of the woman in the yellow dress, she glared at Sister Wang, and immediately reached out and snatched the brocade box, but Sister Wang reacted quickly to avoid it, and said dissatisfiedly, "You Why is this person like this, saying that we have already bought this thing, don't you know what is first come first served? Why is it so unreasonable?"

"It's unreasonable? Haven't you bought it yet? Boss, we bought this ginseng plant at twice the price. Wrap it up for us!"

"this… "

The clerk at the counter looked at the woman in yellow clothes with some embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, miss, this ginseng plant is indeed just bought by this lady, and I'm going to wrap it up for her, how about two Let's see if there is anything else in the store that catches your eye..."

"We just took a fancy to this ginseng plant, boss, three times, three times the price, so it's okay, right?"

The woman didn't want to give up, she frowned and glared at Sister Wang, then said to the people at the counter.

"Shanshan, don't be like this, people are the ones who look at things first, please be aware that this is in public, don't lose your temper, you understand?"

The woman in the white dress who had been silent all this time gently grabbed the woman in the yellow dress.

"Xinyi, we've been looking for it for a long time. Besides, my aunt likes to drink ginseng tea. If you give her this ginseng plant, she will definitely feel that your future daughter-in-law is considerate and thoughtful, and my aunt likes to make tea with ginseng. It must be very exhausting to worry about your engagement with your cousin all the time, this is just right for her!"

Huang Shanshan looked at Xi Xinyi and said anxiously.

Xi Xinyi nodded, with a gentle smile on her face, she said gratefully, "Thank you, Shanshan, I know you are doing this for my own good."

As she said that, she turned around suddenly, with a generous and decent smile on her beautiful face, and said softly, "Sister, I know that this ginseng was the first thing you fell in love with, but it is very important to us, can you please You give it to us? We can buy it from you for five times the price, do you think it's okay?"

"I'm so sorry, even if you exchange it for a hundred times the price, I won't give it to you. We bought it first."

Sister Wang gave the two of them a disgusted look, then turned around and walked over to pay the bill, while handing the brocade box to the clerk, "Hurry up and wrap it up, we are in a hurry."

"Hey, why are you like this!"

Huang Shanshan immediately went up to meet her dissatisfied, but was held back by Xi Xinyi.

Xi Xiaye, who was sitting on the sofa opposite and reading a magazine, had a panoramic view of this scene. Seeing the two of them frowning at Sister Wang like clowns, a sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of her mouth indifferently.

Of course, she knew the woman in the yellow dress. It was Han Yifeng's cousin, Huang Shanshan, a well-known jewelry designer. Her name was Han Yifeng's mother, Aunt Huang Ziyao. In front of her, she was being teased, but she and Xi Xinyi were very good friends, they were close friends in the boudoir.

Huang Shanshan always felt that Xi Xiaye was indifferent and uninteresting, she was very unfriendly to Xi Xinyi, and often had trouble with her because of Xi Xinyi's affairs, and even once said that if seeing her made Xi Xinyi sad again, she would make Xi Xiaye look good, and Xi Xinyi Xia Ye vaguely remembered that it seemed that Huang Shanshan's brother, Huang Jiancheng, had always admired Xi Xinyi, but unfortunately, Lang Youqingmei had no intention of doing so.

Not wanting to get upset by seeing the two of them, Xi Xiaye put down the magazine in her hand, got up calmly, and planned to go outside to wait for Sister Wang.

However, unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed Xi Xinyi spotted her.

"Sister, why are you here too!"

Xi Xinyi's pleasantly surprised voice rushed into her eardrums. Before she could react, Xi Xinyi had already walked over quickly, her gentle voice was full of concern, "How is your injury? We really don't have that kind of injury." It means, sister, you are too serious, that day... "

"Xi Xiaye! It's you!"

Before Xi Xinyi could finish speaking, Huang Shanshan rushed over quickly and pulled Xi Xinyi behind her, fearing that Xi Xiaye would hurt Xi Xinyi, "Xinyi, how many times have I told you, stop sticking your hot face to her You have a cold ass, you forgot that she pushed you last time and sprained your ankle, forget about the pain when the scar is healed!"

"No, Shanshan, my sister didn't do it on purpose. She still has injuries on her body. I don't allow you to talk about her like that! Did you hear that?" Seeing this, Xi Xinyi frowned and quickly explained to Xi Xiaye, "Sister, Don't blame Shanshan, she is outspoken and worried about me, I know you didn't mean it. How are you doing now? We were all worried about you when we saw you leave injured that day, and grandma sent someone out to find you, but I can't find you anywhere..."

However, before she could finish speaking, the phone in Xi Xiaye's pocket suddenly rang. Xi Xiaye casually lowered her eyes, took out her phone, looked at the caller ID, and pressed the connect button—