Chapter Thirty-One: The Beauty with the Suitcase

  "Hmm, you did that on purpose just now?" Zhao Xue hugged Zhang Heng's arm, her small nose scrunched up as she hummed and muttered to herself.

  "What's wrong?" Zhang Heng pretended to be stupid.

  Zhao Xue was furious, and she pinched his waist: "Why did you tell that woman my father is Zhao Yunlong? Didn't you see her about to call the boss of 'Fragrant Clouds Club'?" Just when things were getting interesting, someone spoiled the mood from behind, and the little girl's heart wasn't happy.

  "Do you think that woman from just now really knows the boss of the Fragrant Pavilion? Besides, even if she does know him, what's the point of calling him over? Are you really thinking of getting your Old Zhao to go and smash up his perfectly good club? Let's spare people when we can, we're still going to your place for lunch this afternoon!" Zhang Heng comforted her with a bitter smile.

  "Hmph! I won't go around her!" Zhao Xue pouted and slightly raised her head.

  The two had just walked a short distance when they discovered that the woman who had quarreled with Zhao Xue was following them, but not very closely.

  "Snow, let's just forget it!" Zhang Heng said softly, with a beautiful woman following behind him. He was afraid that Zhao Snow would really scare her off. If she were an ugly girl, Zhang Heng wouldn't have had such good intentions - men are all like this!

  "No, no!" Zhao Xue pouted her small mouth and shook her little head vigorously. That woman still wanted to find someone to 'turn' against herself, humph, if she was so easily fooled by her, wouldn't that be too cheap for her? At the very least, she had to be taught a good lesson, to see if she dared to recklessly stick out again and make irresponsible remarks.

  You still dare to say you go to meet clients, each time it's worth 10,000 yuan, and it has to be when you're a virgin? Damn it! If I don't play you to death, then my name is not Zhao Xue.

  The little girl just thought so in her heart!

  Zhang Heng rolled his eyes, knowing that Xiaoyu was still in a bad mood, and didn't say anything. Zhao Xue bought Zhang Heng a "Seven Wolves" windbreaker, a pair of jeans, and a pair of casual sports shoes from the mall. As for whether the outfit looked good or not, Zhang Heng dared not comment randomly, otherwise Xiaoyu would be unhappy, and this kind of "soft violence" was unbearable!

  From head to toe, everything is new, and it cost a total of 3000 yuan!

  "Hehe, husband, you don't need to wear any world-famous brands when you go out now. I saw online that those super-rich people dress very casually! Zhao Xue giggled with satisfaction as she looked at the outfit she had put together for Zhang Heng: "Ordinary brands are just fine, it looks quite stylish, and at first glance, people won't even realize you're a rich man!"

  Zhang Heng touched his nose, thinking to himself if he was considered a rich man. It depends on who you compare with, now comparing with your dad, then you are just a poor egg. Besides, when did I want to wear world-famous brands? Just this outfit I'm wearing now is already the most expensive clothes Zhang Heng has ever worn before.

  "Husband, do you love me?" Zhao Xue suddenly hugged Zhang Heng's neck, her face red and her head raised.

  Zhang Heng couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart - a post-95 girl, she can't afford to be hurt!

  Love!

  "I love you so much!"

  "I love you, I love you!"

  "Hehe, they also want to wear Chanel and carry LV bags, and they all want the latest style, are you going to buy it for them?"

  "Buy!" Zhang Heng said with a smile, his voice without any hesitation.

  "You have to buy this season's new style!" Zhao Xuejiao smiled.

  "When your husband has money, I'll buy the 'Chanel' brand for you to produce diapers and sanitary napkins, okay?" Zhang Heng smiled wryly, flipped his eyes, held her little butt, leaned down and kissed her small mouth. Want to show affection? Go home! The mall is crowded with people coming and going, really can't understand what this woman is thinking in her heart!

  "Husband, you're too bad." Zhao Xue was finally satisfied and let Zhang Heng go.

  Liu Meiyan, who was following behind the two, secretly curled her lips and thought to herself: Do you know how much the Chanel brand is worth? Even if you have a lot of money, would they sell this brand to you? Country bumpkin, humph. The value of the Chanel brand is approximately $56 billion, with annual sales exceeding $30 billion.

  "Come here!"

  After buying clothes for Zhang Heng, Zhao Xue started picking out things for herself, packing small bags and hanging them on Zhang Heng's body until there was almost no space left. Suddenly, Zhao Xue saw Liu Meiyan following behind her and beckoned to her with a little finger!

  Liu Meiyan smiled awkwardly and walked over. Before she could even speak, Zhao Xue scowled with a small face, threw the big and small bags onto her body, and coldly hummed: "You're idle anyway, carry our bags for us!"

  As she watched him turn around, Liu Meiyan's face suddenly turned iron-green. As a 'quasi' star-level figure, she was always driven by luxury cars and had others carry her bags for her. When did she ever carry someone else's bag? Was she a maid or something?

  If it weren't for your father Zhao Yunlong's sake, I would have slapped you a long time ago.

  Although she was furious in her heart, Liu Meiyan still didn't dare to throw away the bag and walk away. She followed behind the two men, carrying their bags for them.

  In the mall, many people were surprised to see this pair. The man was okay, barely passable, but the girl beside him was young, tender, lovely and beautiful. The beauty carrying a bag behind them was mature, sexy, charming, and simply a treasure that men couldn't get enough of. Looking at her outfit, how could she not look like the entourage of the couple holding hands in front?

  "Are you going home just to buy these things?"

  From the supermarket downstairs, Zhao Xue asked Zhang Heng to buy a box of red apples, two bottles of 'Beijing Erguotou', and after some thought, added a pack of xylitol chewing gum!

  "What else do you want to buy?" Zhao Xue smiled and looked at Zhang Heng, hugging his arm and said: "It's enough for Old Zhao to buy these things, there are fruits and wine, you can rest assured, can your wife still cheat you? Old Zhao loves to eat apples the most, and loves to drink Erguotou the most!"

  Zhang Heng shrugged, he didn't care, if it weren't for fear of losing face in front of Zhao Xue, he would have dared to buy 10 yuan worth of fruit from a street stall and take it over. The other party was the richest man in Tian Province, what kind of fruit hadn't they eaten, what kind of wine hadn't they drunk, it was just a token of kindness, as the saying goes, "it's the thought that counts!"

  "Is this where you live?" Liu Meiyan looked at Zhang Heng and Zhao Xue with a puzzled expression, furrowing her brow. Zhang Heng's old house was surprisingly close to her own home, just a five or six minute taxi ride away. Could it be that they were trying to deceive her?

  Zhao Xue rolled her eyes and glared at her: "Don't give me that look, hurry up and pack your things. If you keep dawdling, tonight thirty men will be serving you!"

  Zhang Heng's foot slipped and he almost fell over, this little girl really dares to say anything!