290: C290 Going to the Night Market

C290 Going to the Night Market

When Cui Hao saw Mrs. Zhang, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes. Although he hated Zhang Wan, when he saw Mrs. Zhang, Cui Hao still went forward to greet her, "Aunt Zhang, why are you here..."

"Cui Hao, are you still human? Wan Wan likes you so much, yet you watch others bully her. Your conscience was eaten by dogs?"

Before Cui Hao could finish his words, he was interrupted by Mrs. Zhang. If Ann Xuening hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that the rich madam would also scold the street like a shrew. However, Cui Hao seemed to have gotten used to Mrs. Zhang's attitude, but the expression in his eyes also became a little ugly.

Looking at Mrs. Zhang, Cui Hao directly said, "Aunt Zhang, the matter of relationship is about mutual affection. I don't like Zhang Wan. Is it because she likes me that I must marry her?"

"You?"

"You really don't know what's good for you."

"Whatever you say. If you really think I don't know what's good for me, then cancel our engagement."

After saying that, Cui Hao didn't look at Mrs. Zhang. Instead, he looked directly at Chung Yansen. "Director Chung, if you don't mind, I will get someone to arrange the itinerary for you these few days."

"No need."

"I can do whatever I want."

Seeing this, Cui Hao did not say anything else. He also happened to pass by and saw Chung Yansen, so he walked in.

"Is there anything else you like?"

Chung Yansen turned to look at Ann Xuening. Seeing her shake her head, the man said in a low voice, "Then let's go."

"Okay."

Seeing Chung Yansen and Ann Xuening leave, Hsiao Moran and Hsu Jiaojiao also left together, but Mrs. Zhang blocked in front of them. "Stop!"

"Get out of here!"

Looking at the person blocking in front of him, Chung Yansen's eyes were full of gloominess. Madam Zheng's eyes were filled with anger. After meeting the man's expression, she did not dare to say anything, but when she saw the hairpin on Ann Xuening's head... She still spoke coldly, "This hairpin, I..."

"Do you not understand human language?"

Before Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, Hsu Jiaojiao directly interrupted her, "We have already paid for this hairpin. Do you really think that your face is big?"

"You, do you have any upbringing? This is how you talk to your elders. Since your family's elders did not call you by the rules, today I will teach you."

As she spoke, Mrs. Zhang's hand directly slapped Hsu Jiaojiao's face. "Ah..." When her hand reached over, Hsu Jiaojiao originally wanted to directly kick over. But before she could make a move, an arm directly blocked in front of her. It was Hsiao Moran.

Hsiao Moran grabbed Mrs. Zhang's wrist. Before she could react, the man twisted the wrist forcefully and Mrs. Zhang screamed miserably.

Everyone heard the sound of bones breaking.

After throwing Mrs. Zhang onto the ground, Hsiao Moran said faintly, "Who do you think you are? How dare you show off in front of me? Next time, I will break your other hand."

"Let's go."

Hsiao Moran coldly looked at Mrs. Zhang who was rolling on the ground before he looked at Hsu Jiaojiao and said.

The few of them left the store. Ann Xuening nodded at Cui Hao and then left with Chung Yansen.

After they left, only Mrs. Zhang and Cui Hao were left in the store. The boss had already quietly retreated to the side. He could finally tell what was going on. They were all deities. He couldn't afford to offend anyone. Otherwise, if the deities fought, the ghosts would suffer.

Initially, Cui Hao wanted to leave immediately, but when he saw Mrs. Zhang's expression, he had no way to leave.

Walking forward, he helped Mrs. Zhang up from the ground and said faintly, "Auntie, let me send you to the hospital."

"Pa!"2

As soon as Cui Hao finished speaking, Mrs. Zhang slapped his face.

Cui Hao's already ugly expression became very ugly, "Cui Hao, I can finally see who you are. Ha..." Hearing Mrs. Zhang's cold laughter, Cui Hao's eyes were filled with gloominess as he spoke. "I don't need Auntie to worry about who I am. Farewell. "

After saying that, Cui Hao no longer looked at Mrs. Zhang who was on the ground and left. Looking at his back as he left, Mrs. Zhang's eyes were filled with malice.

"I heard that the night market in the capital is very lively. Let's go to the night market."

Ann Xuening's mood was not affected by Mrs. Zhang at all. After leaving the small store, she looked at the man beside her and said.

"Yeah, I also want to go to the night market."

Hsu Jiaojiao's hands had already been taken care of and when she heard Ann Xuening's words, her eyes revealed some excitement.

Chung Yansen and Hsiao Moran's mission was to accompany them out, so they did not have any objections.

When the few of them arrived at the night market, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. This was a street similar to a small town. The main road of the street was covered with a thick layer of copper. At first glance, there was a very rich and ancient taste.

On both sides of the street, there were ponds. The entire building was very stylish.

On both sides of the street, there were all kinds of small stalls. There were all kinds of jewelry and toys, as well as delicious food.

The last time Ann Xuening came to this kind of place was when she was in university. So when she saw this kind of street, her mood became much better.

Ann Xuening and Hsu Jiaojiao would also stay to take a look at the small stalls that they were interested in. But most of the things in the stall were some delicate little things that were only suitable for playing with. It was not practical, so the two of them did not buy anything. Instead, they walked around. Ann Xuening felt a little hungry and pulled Chung Yansen towards the side street. "Chung Yansen, let's go eat something."

"Okay."

Chung Yansen smiled when he saw the smile in Ann Xuening's eyes.

He did not like crowded places, but when he saw Ann Xuening's smiling face, he felt that this place was not that uncomfortable.

"Sir, do you want to buy a bouquet of flowers for this beautiful sister?"

When the four of them walked towards the snack street, a girl who was pushing a flower cart suddenly walked in front of them.

The little girl looked to be only seven or eight years old. She was pushing a small cart in her hand, which was filled with all kinds of flowers. The little girl's face was full of smiles.

The flowers were all small flowers, and there were colorful lights on them, reflecting the color of the flowers. In the night, they looked very bright.

"How much is it?"

Chung Yansen took the initiative to ask, and the little girl quickly smiled and replied, "Fifty roses, and the rest are all 35 roses."

Chung Yansen picked up a bouquet of stars and handed it to Ann Xuening. The man took out Pijie, took out two 100 roses and gave them to the little girl.

"Sir, 35 is enough. There is no need for so much."

The little girl was stunned when she saw the money in Chung Yansen's hand, but she quickly waved her hand.

"It's fine. The rest is a tip. Take it."

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