"You're the one who called, right?"
At the gate of the community, the middle-aged woman looked at herself up and down with eyes like flying eagle blades. Song Ziyu felt like a pig waiting to be executed in a slaughterhouse.
Song Ziyu could confirm that this person was Bai Yanyan's mother based on her appearance and age, so she politely shouted, "Hello, aunt."
"I can't afford to be called an aunt. Huh, boy, how dare you come here! If you have any conscience, you should get as far away as you can!"
Bai Mu opened her mouth and cursed.
Song Ziyu was scolded and didn't dare to be impatient at all.
I had already mentally prepared myself for this scolding. If a girl went shopping with me and got beaten up, her parents would definitely be unhappy. I came here just to get their forgiveness.
Song Ziyu handed over the fruit basket: "Auntie, please calm down, I'm sorry, I didn't protect Bai Yanyan well."
Bai Mu was furious, grabbed the fruit basket and threw it into the trash can nearby.
"Who cares about you?" Bai Mu scolded: "Boy, why don't you take a pee and look in the mirror to see what you are! My Yanyan is going to catch a rich husband in the future, what do you have? Advantages, dare to encourage you to have inappropriate thoughts about her?"
This question left Song Ziyu speechless.
This matter...it's obviously your daughter who chases me.
Song Ziyu didn't dare to say this. He was here to apologize, but he couldn't add fuel to the fire.
"I'm sorry, Auntie." Song Ziyu apologized sincerely again.
"Some people dream during the day, and some people dream at night. Boy, which one do you belong to?"
Bai Mu cursed a lot, and finally pointed her finger at Song Ziyu and said: "Boy, let me tell you, don't harass my daughter again. She is not someone like you who can blaspheme. Now get away as far as you can from me. Let me see you and I’ll call the police immediately.”
Seeing that negotiation was impossible, Song Ziyu sighed and could only choose to leave in despair.
Little did he know... just as he was leaving, Bai Yanyan was watching all this with interest by the window on a building in the community.
At this time, Bai Yanyan was dressed in a fancy way, with no sign of injury on her face.
The previous rhetoric was all made up by Bai Yanyan to deceive Song Ziyu.
In fact, Bai Yanyan was not injured at all.
It was just an excuse to break up with Song Ziyu.
All this is just a little trick.
…
Watching Song Ziyu leave, Bai Yanyan said to the boy on WeChat: "My dear, that guy was finally sent away by my mother... Oh, it's so annoying, my dear, I didn't expect this guy to be like Niubi Tang, He actually came to my door, he can really find me!"
There was a very unkind laughter coming from the other side of the phone.
"I didn't expect this to be a seed of infatuation!" the man on the phone said hehey.
"No, you have to make it up to me!" Bai Yanyan started acting coquettishly.
"What do you want?" asked the other person on the phone.
"I want an LV bag." Bai Yanyan said.
"Fulfill your wish!" the man smiled.
At this time, there was a sound of opening the door, and Bai Yanyan said: "My mother is back, let's talk back."
Bai Yanyan hung up the phone and walked out of the room. The cursing mother had already opened the door and returned to the house.
"I scolded that guy away!" Bai Mu said in a very powerful manner.
"Thank you, my good mother." Bai Yanyan said coquettishly.
"Is this the guy who made you avoid him like this?" Mother Bai did not take advantage of her daughter. Instead, she said in a lecturing tone: "I'm not talking about you, daughter. How do you usually educate you? When looking for a man, you should first look at family background, then ability, and finally Looking at his appearance, tell me what points this guy has?"
Bai Yanyan didn't dare to explain, because she was originally using Song Ziyu as a shield.
Seeing her daughter's indifferent look, Bai's mother said earnestly, "Yanyan, mother tells you, you have three chances to change your destiny!"
"The first time was when you were taking the college entrance examination!"
"The second time is when you're looking for a job."
"The third time is when you find a partner."
"Don't be like mom... Mom, I was also a campus beauty back then, and people who liked me lined up from the south of the city to the north of the city, but I was blind and married that good-for-nothing dad of yours for bullshit love!"
"If I had married that so-and-so back then, our family would already have a villa near the sea!"
Bai Mu cursed, her face full of anger.
At this time, the kitchen door opened, and a gentle man wearing glasses and holding a spatula in his hand and wearing an apron said, "Yanyan, don't listen to your mother's nonsense. When you find a partner, you must follow your heart."
Before Bai's father finished speaking, Bai's mother grabbed the slippers on her feet and threw them at them: "Go in and cook your food. You are not qualified to speak when I educate your children!"
Father Bai ducked away from his slippers and hurriedly took the spatula and hid in the kitchen.
There is a chain of contempt in this family of three, and the good-for-nothing Bai's father is undoubtedly at the bottom of the chain. In a room of more than 100 square meters, only the kitchen can give Bai's father a little sense of security. And this sense of security needs to be maintained by cooking every day.
On this side, Bai Mu is still showing up and saying something: "Yanyan, have you seen that this is the waste that has ruined my life? Do you think he looks like a man? He spends all day in the kitchen, bullshit is not... Yanyan, you must Take control of your own life!"
Bai Yanyan disapproved, her mother was so low, she didn't know her own methods at all!
As the saying goes, someone who is better than someone is better than someone who is inferior. At this moment, all Bai Yanyan is thinking about is the LV bag she is about to get.
…
In the East Third Ring Road of Nandu, in the Chenghuang Street Market, Dong Laoliu was playing cards with others in the shop.
The bald man's name was Dong Liu, and his nickname was Lao Liu, who was called Master Dong.
The master has a thin and fat face but still has strength in his hands.
The master has two scars on his cheeks. Judging from his appearance, he looks like a strange person!
Dong Laoliu's legendary life is indeed a stranger.
Chenghuang Street is all about counterfeit goods. New Balance, Nike and Adidas "imported" from Putian are all over the street. Next door there are dealers selling fake jade products and antiques, while Dong Laoliu's business is much more elegant. .
Dong Laoliu is engaged in counterfeiting high-end luxury goods.
This line of work is small and detailed, and most people can't do it, but Dong Laoliu can!
During the thirteen years he spent in college in Kuyao, northwest China, Dong Laoliu was so good at sewing that he could do tailoring work to the point that even the supervising master would be ashamed of himself.
With this skill, Dong Laoliu regained his second youth after coming down from the mountain.
"The pair of kings are over." Dong Laoliu finished all the cards in his hand and looked at the owner of the shop next door with a smile.
The old man's face turned green with anger and he could only spread his hands.
At this time, Dong Laoliu's phone rang: "Hey, little Angkor, do you want an LV bag? Yes, there happens to be a high imitation of the ONTHEGO small handbag. The LV official website sells it for 37,000, but I only sell it for 3,000. Seven... Ouch, little Angkor, did you use the dragon-slaying knife to bargain? Three thousand, is that okay? You are my regular customer... Ouch, little Angkor, you can't be more generous when picking up girls. Is it? One thousand seventeen, it can’t be lower, this is a blood price... What? Seven hundred! Okay, seven hundred is seven hundred, I’ll give you an acquaintance’s price... You want a foreign ticket? Okay, I I’ll prepare a high imitation foreign invoice for you.”
