In less than half an hour, the enthusiasm was fermenting, and the Weibo hot search #1 woman who President Xingguang could not catch.

The picture is the embarrassed look with coffee dripping on the head of Ye Xiangnan.

At the same time, the night fennel brush arrived. She sat on the sofa and laughed like a pig, and then said: "Mom, come and see, my brother kicked the iron plate."

Wen Yuan went over immediately and was stunned after only one glance.

Xiang Nan has suffered a lot.

"Who splashed it?" she asked curiously, not feeling sorry for her son at all.

Ye Xiu was still laughing, and Wen Yuan guessed: "Isn't it Su Mupo's? Is this kid so courageous?"

He didn't feel sorry for his son at all.

Ye Hui squinted, "I even slapped it."

Wen Yuan also smiled and shook his head: "I didn't expect it."

"Yes, Sister-in-law seems to be quiet and quiet, how can I know how to say so fiercely." Ye Hui was in a particularly good mood.

Wen Yuan stared at her: "You are happy, please don't show it in front of your brother, he is hairy now."

As he said, he said with some infinite yearning: "Probably no woman has dared to do this to him."

Ye Huo laughed again.

Over there, Su Mu returned to the counter, and the store manager happily asked questions. Su Mu always politely transferred the topic to another place. Later, he couldn't hide, and he simply prepared shoes in the warehouse.

Ye Xiangnan bought twenty pairs so lavishly, she wouldn't wear such expensive shoes, she was going to adjust to Ye Wei's size, and then send it to him.

When he was busy, the store manager took the phone and ran in, his face a little panicked.

"Su Mu, don't tell me you did it." She pointed to Ye Xiangnan in the picture, the atmosphere tightened tightly.

President Starlight!

Slapped!

Spilled by coffee!

Moreover, the hostess is still a clerk in their shop, is this giving Su Mu the courage?

Suddenly, the store manager saw another news and was dumbfounded: "Su Mu, you gave birth to a child in a nightclub?"

Moreover, it was Su Mu who was going to get married but refused to get married.

Oh my God, is this a broken brain?

If you don’t marry a nightclub, you come here to sell shoes. Is this a problem?

The store manager placed his hand on Su Mu's head, and it was still in the mist for a long time.

Su Mu's voice was faint, "This is all from the past, there is nothing to mention."

The store manager hated iron and steel and said: "You are stupid, the nightclub came to look for you, it is obviously that you are still in love, you must seize the opportunity. I also know that rich men are a little bit more carefree, but I changed. As long as you have money, it's okay for your husband not to go home every day."

Su Mu smiled: ‘That’s not the case then. ’

When you are not as good as a servant, you might as well sell shoes here.

The store manager didn't give up, and leaned aside and asked in a low voice, "You really don't want the riches and honors of the sky?"

"No." Su Mu finished the shoes, and said in a low voice: "I'll send the shoes."

The store manager didn't understand; "Mr. Ye gave you these?"

"I don't want his things." Su Mu said softly. Then he moved out one by one and called a taxi. The store manager moved with her. No matter what, it would be good for everyone to sell 20 pairs of shoes today.

But she just felt that Su Mu was a bit too straight.

Such a character may be really not suitable for rich people.

"In fact, there is nothing wrong with selling shoes, is it Su Mu?" The store manager patted her on the shoulder, comforting.

Su Mu smiled: "Yes."