The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

"Can it work?" Zuo Yimeng asked Ni Lehui.

"It's too expensive." Ni Lehui truly said what she thought in her heart. It was not the first time she went shopping with Zuo Yimeng, especially for skin care products, creams, oils, and so on...

This is the most expensive one she came across. Zuo Yimeng bought it without asking her opinion. She would not speak. When Zuo Yimeng asked her opinion, she told her truthfully.

"Miss, one price, one item, our product is worth this price." The young lady in front of the counter said.

"It's only you know if it's worth it," Ni Lehui said.

"Miss, what do you mean by this?" the salesman asked, how do you hear these words, why do you feel so unpleasant?

"It means literally." Ni Lehui looked up and glanced at the advertisement on it. It was too fake. With this product, you can rejuvenate at the age of ninety, do you believe it? Ninety years old, hum! Whether people can live to 80 years old is still unknown. How many people live to 90 years old.

"This lady..."

"You should be new here, you haven't seen it before." Ni Lehui said.

"We are a big brand." The salesman looked at Ni Lehui and said: "Bourgeois like you cannot afford it, and I can understand it, but you can't slander and question us just because you can't afford it. The quality of the product depends on the brand of skirt you wear. It should be a counterfeit product. The genuine product costs tens of thousands, nearly 100,000."

"The dog looks at the bottom of the person, where is the person in charge here?" Ni Lehui was not angry, Zuo Yimeng was angry, and pointed to the salesman and asked, "What is your look? Is this skirt a fake? Do you see it clearly? ?"

The salesman did not expect that Zuo Yimeng would stand up and said, "Mrs...."

"Call your person in charge." Zuo Yimeng was furious, as if you didn't call your person in charge, she didn't play with them.

"Auntie, forget it." Ni Lehui pulled Zuo Yimeng, and it seemed that Auntie wouldn't buy it.

"What's the matter? What? What kind of bourgeoisie are you? You have so many assets that you can scare her to death. Even talking about the bourgeoisie, I hate the person who is the most powerful in my life." Zuo Yimeng scolded .

"Auntie, those are not my assets." Ni Lehui reminded in a low voice that they belonged to Yan Yaoshun, but not hers. Yan Yaoshun had these before she and Yan Yaoshun got married.

"Do you have property notarized before marriage?" Zuo Yimeng asked.

"No." Ni Lehui shook his head. They were married in a flash marriage. If that day, she didn't have a blind date in that cafe and Yan Yaoshun was not in that cafe, they would not have met, and if they had not met, there would be no chance. What happened later.

"His is yours, even if you divorce, you can still divide his property in half." Zuo Yimeng said.

Hearing Zuo Yimeng's words, the salesman looked at Ni Lehui with colored eyes, his eyes full of contempt. "I have no money, but I have self-esteem. I will never let myself sell my body or marry an old man in order to live a prosperous life. , But I take it easy."

Zuo Yimeng was stunned for a moment, and then reacted. "You gave me a nose and cheek."

"Auntie." Ni Lehui took Zuo Yimeng and walked outside. She didn't want her auntie to quarrel with others because of her.

She likes the salesman's words, "The money I get from my labor is not much, but I spend it at ease."