1176: C1176 The Bank Card Is Still Cash

C1176 The Bank Card Is Still Cash

Du Ruoqing choked for some reason. The expression on her face instantly turned cold, and a scheming look appeared in her eyes.

"Miss Huo, how long have you been with Tingshen? You don't understand his past at all. "

"Is that so?" Huo Niannian supported her head with her hands and looked at her. She blinked and laughed lightly, "So what? Du Miss, you don't understand his current situation either. "

"Miss Huo, you can't speak too early. "

Du Ruoqing shook the cup in her hand and glanced at a certain someone who did not seem to care at all.

The marriage of a wealthy family was not stable to begin with. Whoever could be sure that Huo Niannian, this little kid, could always sit firmly in Mrs. Gu's position. So what if she had a child? It was not certain who would win!

Huo Niannian used her hand to stroke her hair by her ear. She was too lazy to argue with this person here. It was boring.

Du Ruoqing saw that Huo Niannian did not take her seriously at all. She snorted lightly, pulled the corner of her mouth, and revealed an extremely "intimate" smile. She held the wine glass and approached her.

"Miss Huo, are you afraid of losing?"

Huo Niannian frowned and turned her head. But Du Ruoqing's wine glass tilted and an entire glass of wine fell onto Huo Niannian's skirt. Instantly, a large patch of the wine was dyed.

"Ah!"

Huo Niannian took a few steps back and looked at her skirt. She raised her head and stared at Du Ruoqing with surprise in her eyes.

She would never have thought that Du Ruoqing would actually use such a move in front of so many people just to argue with her.

"I'm sorry, Miss Huo. I didn't do it on purpose. I just want to get closer. "

Du Ruoqing hurriedly placed the wine cup in her hand on the table and went forward to check Huo Niannian's skirt. However, there was a trace of an undetectable cold smile on the corner of her mouth.

This skirt was custom-made and the fabric was already delicate and expensive. One had to be especially careful when washing it, let alone pouring wine on it.

Huo Niannian frowned and sidestepped Du Ruoqing's "solicitous" and waved her hand.

"You don't have to move. This dress is custom-made in France and was just sent over yesterday. Du Miss, are you a bank card or cash?"

"What?"

Du Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and her extended hand froze on the spot.

"I mean, Du Miss, how do you want to compensate me?"

Huo Niannian's expression did not change and she turned her head to look at her with an innocent face, "This dress is custom-made. You spilled a glass of wine on it and definitely cannot wear it anymore. But today is the first time I'm wearing it. Even if Du Miss did not do it on purpose, you should compensate, right?"

"I, I. . . "

Du Ruoqing was speechless for a moment and could only freeze on the spot.

The commotion on this side attracted Gu Tingshen's gaze. He frowned, not knowing what this little woman was up to again, and after exchanging a few polite words with the person in front of him, he went to the resting area.

"Niannian, what's wrong?"

"Hubby. . . "

Huo Niannian called out coquettishly. Her pitiful look made Gu Tingshen's heart soften. He could not help but hold his little woman's hand.

"Tingshen. . . "

Du Ruoqing's eyes immediately lit up when she saw Gu Tingshen. Just as she opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Huo Niannian's voice.

"Hubby, look, my skirt has been soaked by Du Miss. This was specially customized for me in France. I can't wear it anymore after wearing it once. "0

"Hmm?"

Gu Tingshen raised his eyebrows and saw through Huo Niannian's little scheme. A trace of a smile crossed his eyes and he coughed.

"Indeed, what do you think should be done with my wife?"

Huo Niannian glanced at the person in front of her and casually patted the place where her skirt was wet and said softly.

"This skirt will be given to you, Du Miss. After hanging the plaque, I will get someone to give it to you along with the skirt. The money will be sent to our house. "

"Du Miss, do you know the way?"

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