You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 7858: A scholar meets a soldier

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"Is it an ordinary person? What does it have to do with us?" Mrs. Yao glanced at Ling Yue and Gu Yiman disdainfully, "Isn't she just a tourist? I've seen you a lot! She won't stay for a few days before leaving. She has nothing to do with us." What a fart!"

Yao Wenwu really felt that Ling Yue and Gu Yiman were not only extraordinarily good-looking, but also, full of extravagance, they were not ordinary people at first glance.

He didn't want to offend these two people.

But his mother's character is not persuasive at all, and he has nothing to do.

Ling Yue cast a cold glance at Old Madam Yao, took out his mobile phone, and made a call.

When he came out this time, he naturally brought his confidants with him.

It's just that everyone stayed in the car and didn't follow.

However, although people are in the car, it is not very far away, and they will arrive soon after driving.

"Eh?" Gu Yiman patted his head, slipped off Ling Yue's back, and said annoyedly, "Brother Yue, we are so stupid!

Why do you have to carry it

Wouldn't it be better if we call them and ask them to pick us up? "

Ling Yue: "..."

He didn't let people come to pick them up, of course it wasn't stupid, he didn't think of it, but he was willing to carry a lot of money.

Just the two of them, walking on the deserted street, step by step, slowly, it seems that they can walk forever.

He likes this feeling very much.

"Master!" Xiang Zhao got out of the car and walked to Ling Yue's side.

Ling Yue whispered a few words in his ear.

Xiang Zhao nodded repeatedly.

Ling Yue hugged Gu Yiman horizontally, and carried Gu Yiman to the car.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" Mrs. Yao rushed over and yelled at Ling Yue and Gu Yiman, "You can't leave! You haven't paid me yet!"

Xiang Zhao stopped her: "I'll give you the money."

Ling Yue didn't even look at Mrs. Yao. After putting Gu Yiman on the seat, he got into the car and closed the door.

The car sped away.

Seeing Ling Yue's defiant look, Mrs. Yao spat hard in the direction the car was leaving.

Xiang Zhao frowned, didn't talk nonsense, didn't argue with Mrs. Yao, and used Mrs. Yao's payment code to scan Mrs. Yao's twenty yuan.

Mrs. Yao was still not satisfied, and cursed: "Our plaster costs at least 30 yuan a piece, and only that prodigal bitch only sells it for 20 yuan!"

She also saw that the man and woman just now were rich.

Like this kind of rich people, young, a man and a woman, let alone thirty yuan, even if they want a hundred yuan, the man will readily pay the money.

That is, her prodigal daughter-in-law, no matter if they are local or out-of-town, all charge 20 yuan.

Like a big fool!

Xiang Zhao ignored her.

This kind of old lady who has neither culture nor quality is too difficult to deal with.

When there was a quarrel, even if a scholar met a soldier, he couldn't explain why, and he couldn't make a move. He must be the one who vomited to death first.

It's better not to be provoked but to be able to hide!

He ignored Mrs. Yao, and said to Ding Chanyi: "Eldest sister, can I take a moment to talk?"

The old lady Yao asked vigilantly: "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, my daughter-in-law has a husband and children, so don't try to seduce my daughter-in-law!"

Xiang Zhao: "..."

What crime did he do to be left by their young master to deal with this kind of thing

He still ignored Mrs. Yao, but just waved to two of his subordinates.

Two of his subordinates stopped Mrs. Yao, and he took Ding Chanyi, who had given an affirmative answer, to the place where Mrs. Yao and Yao Wenwu could see them, but couldn't hear them.

He cut to the chase and asked, "Sister, do you want a divorce?"

(end of this chapter)