Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Chapter 263

Ji Mingyou glanced down, unwilling to take on this troublesome matter.

"You can go ahead and use my money." Seeing him hesitating, Ji Xiaoqing pushed him over without giving him any chance, pinched his waist lightly, and said incredulously.

The person hiding in the corner widened his eyes in shock, took several photos in a row, and left quickly: "This news is enough, Mr. Xu should be satisfied now."

With the breeze blowing, Ji Mingyou glanced casually to the side, frowned and said, "Of course you have to use your funds to buy it, otherwise everyone will know that I bought it, and I will take the credit."

"It's still my brother who understands me. Put aside your chores at work first. I've dragged on this contract for a long time, and I'll rely on you to win it before the other party repents." Ji Xiaoqing snapped his fingers, seeing that he was going to take over what he had in hand. Smile happily.

Ji Mingyou has long been used to it, flipped through it casually, and said in a deep voice: "Understood, don't meddle in my affairs anymore."

"What's the matter? You have to explain it clearly. It must be a very important thing that my sister can't care about." Ji Xiaoqing smirked and pointed with his fingers.

"Go back quickly, I'm going to be busy." Seeing that she was pretending to be confused, Ji Mingyou turned around and walked into the store without wasting any more words.

Ji Xiaoqing was clear in his heart, walked into the car, and planned to take the bag back, thinking that there was a solution to the big problem of the Ji family: "Stinky boy, don't let anyone interfere, obviously I'm tempted."

In the hair salon filled with light perfume, Zhang Yumeng had her hair done.

She leaned on the chair, rubbed her little hands, and as soon as she recalled the shameful memory of being dragged into the alley by Lin Weiwei, she picked up the tea, drank it in one gulp, suppressed her anger and said, "No, I can't swallow this breath, I don't want dirty water in the dark Splash it all over me."

She racked her brains and couldn't think of anything, glanced at the mobile phone on the table, remembered that she hadn't contacted Xu Xiangnan yet, and hurriedly called it.

As soon as the connection was made, Xu Xiangnan's excited voice came over: "Mengmeng, I finally found out about Ji Mingyou's background. No wonder he has been hiding his identity. It turns out that he is a rich woman with a pretty face."

"What? Is the news accurate? Is this guy surnamed Ji really a jerk?" Zhang Yumeng was stunned, as if her brain had froze. After a few seconds, she grabbed her phone and asked eagerly.

She was so jealous of Ji Mingyou in her heart, she always felt that he was different from other people, the kind of person she couldn't help but be careful with.

Xu Xiangnan took a picture of the table, the photo on it was very eye-catching, and he affirmed firmly: "Of course, the detective I sent to follow up took the photo, can it be fake?"

"The one who drives a sports car looks like a woman when she is older. She handed Ji Mingyou a card with her own hands and behaved intimately. This is a death certificate."

He was suffering from not being able to produce evidence to convince Lin Weiwei, and now he has everything.

Zhang Yumeng's knotted resentment had a breakthrough, she stood up nervously and paced the hall, and asked excitedly, "Then you can find a photo and send it, I'll take a look."

With the photo, it was easy for her to hit Lin Weiwei.

Xu Xiangnan sent it over, intending to completely announce Ji Mingyou's details to the public, and his desire to crush his dignity became stronger and stronger: "Mengmeng, just take a look, don't let it out, I need to find a chance to talk to Lin Weiwei, I can't Let her pitch herself in with this kind of trash."

He seemed to see the scene of Lin Weiwei begging for forgiveness pitifully, leaning back on the chair triumphantly, squinting his eyes.

Looking at the clear picture sent, Zhang Yumeng's eyes widened, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up. She was really just a little boy.

Didn't you suffer from not having the opportunity to punish Lin Weiwei before?

Come now.

"Cousin, does the show still need manpower? I haven't had any interviews recently."

Lin Weiwei was in a hurry, put on his shoes in a hurry, thought for a while and said, "No, I'm running out of time, let's talk when I come back."

After speaking, she took her bag and ran out.

"Aunt Liu, here are two steamed stuffed buns and a soy milk." She rushed to the roadside stall and shouted anxiously, "It's almost time."

"Isn't it usually 06:30? Why is it earlier today?"

After taking the buns, Lin Weiwei looked at the time suspiciously, and realized that he had misread it, no wonder there were still so many buns on the stall.

She ate directly on the table next to the stall, and put down the brand-name bag on the opposite side.

"This bag looks too good..." Lin Weiwei raised his head while sucking on the soy milk, and after seeing the other person's face clearly, the corners of his upturned mouth collapsed.

"Is this you?"

"I had to come to this shabby roadside stall just to find you." Zhang Yumeng was wearing a plaid dress, wiped the chair with a paper towel in disgust, and showed off with her bag, "Do you like it? It was given to me, saying it suits me best, yours probably didn’t give you anything.”

Aunt Liu saw that there were many problems, Zhang Yumeng frowned slightly, and said loudly: "I have been in this stall for more than 20 years. If you don't like it, don't come here. We are also an eyesore."

Zhang Yumeng threw the used tissue on the ground and snorted.

Seeing her being bullied, Lin Weiwei snickered, stuffed the last bite of the steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Order whatever you want, it's all affordable and delicious."

After finishing speaking, she picked up the soy milk and stood up, not intending to start a conversation with Zhang Yumeng.

Zhang Yumeng wanted to pat the table to attract attention, but seeing that the table was already yellowed, she couldn't get rid of it, so she could only shout: "I have some good news to tell you, it's not in vain that we are college classmates, but if you come to listen, you will miss it." .”

Seeing Lin Weiwei continue to move forward, she said bluntly: "Your boyfriend is the little face of a rich woman!"

Hearing this, Lin Weiwei stopped in his tracks, turned around and roared angrily, "Are you finished? If you spread rumors and make trouble again, I will punish you severely."

"You can't believe it, but I have the evidence in my hand to dare to say that." Zhang Yumeng puffed out her chest, clicked on the photo and shook it constantly, seeing her angry look, she got great satisfaction in her heart.

In this way, she wanted Lin Weiwei to always be inferior to herself.

"What? It turns out that Xu Xiangnan is a pretty boy, and I look like that too." At this moment, Aunt Liu patted her stomach in surprise and said with certainty.

Zhang Yumeng was stunned, ignoring whether it was clean or not, she patted the table and shouted loudly: "Nonsense, that's not Xiang Nan, that's my boyfriend, if you don't understand, just shut up."

She blushed with anger, pointed at Lin Weiwei and explained, "I said it was her boyfriend who was a little boy."

Aunt Liu shrank her neck, was startled by this momentum, and said in a low voice: "Xu Xiangnan often came to see this little girl before. She was gentle and considerate. Everyone thought it was a couple, but it turned out to be yours."

As soon as these words came out, more eyes focused on Zhang Yumeng.

Lin Weiwei burst out laughing, surprised by Aunt Liu's outspokenness, so she didn't believe Zhang Yumeng's nonsense.

After thinking about it, there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. Even Aunt Liu remembered what happened to Xu Xiangnan, and she thought so at that time, but unfortunately it was all an illusion.