Rebirth of a Spoiled Darling: Bloodstained Lord Huo's Billion-Dollar Dowry Proposal

"Shushu, you're so kind." Zhou Chu was filled with emotion and held Meng Shu's hand affectionately.

Meng Shu pointed to a pink baguette bag, "Chu Chu, do you like it?"

Zhou Chu's eyes lit up immediately.

As expected, Shushu understands her best and knows that her favorite color is pink.

"Try?"

“Okay.” Zhou Chu was overjoyed.

Meng Shu looked at the saleswoman next to her and said, "Excuse me, could you please take this down for me? Thank you."

The saleswoman glanced at the two of them, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

So what if you're good-looking? You're just a poor, worthless piece of trash.

However, she still had a faint smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, miss, this bag costs over six figures. If you can't afford it, I don't recommend you try it."

Meng Shu's expression changed slightly.

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Chu gave an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, we didn't know it was so expensive. We've bothered you."

"Shushu, let's go, let's look at other bags at another store."

Unexpectedly, Meng Shu didn't move and said coldly.

"Chu Chu, I'm not short of money. I'll buy it for you if you like it!"

The saleswoman rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, "What a big mouth."

However, they dared not show it on their faces, since the store was full of surveillance cameras.

"Miss, are you a VIP?"

Meng Shu shook his head.

Fortunately, Huo Qilin had foreseen this.

She is certainly not a VIP.

Because she is the highest-ranking Vic.

"If not, even if you have the money, I still can't sell you the bag," the saleswoman said arrogantly.

Zhou Chu said in a low voice, "If you're not selling, why are you keeping it here?"

Just as the saleswoman was about to speak, a familiar yet unfamiliar female voice rang out from behind her.

"The bags are placed here so that those who can afford them can buy them. As for those who can't afford them, they'd better not embarrass themselves."

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face of the internet celebrity, Meng Shu was a little taken aback.

Zhou Chu smiled and said softly, "She's Yang Xuemei, have you forgotten?"

"Yang Xuemei? She doesn't look like her at all. How did she change?"

"She's a minor internet celebrity now. She gets hyaluronic acid injections, face-slimming injections, and whitening injections on her face every day, so naturally she looks different."

Moreover, if you get too many nose implants, forehead implants, chin implants, or alar reduction, you'll need to get them fixed, and too many fixations will make your nose look stiff.

You think everyone is as naturally beautiful as you?

Meng Shu nodded. "I see."

Looking at Meng Shu's flawless, snow-white skin, Zhou Chu's eyes flashed with envy. "Shu Shu, how do you maintain your skin?"

Before Meng Shu could speak, Zhou Chu waved his hand.

"Forget it, there's no point in me asking you for advice if you don't even have skincare products."

At this moment, Yang Xuemei had already arrived beside them.

Meng Shu turned his head to look.

The woman wore a bright pink stepmother dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure.

She was carrying a Miu Miu baguette bag worth over 20,000 yuan and wearing a huge diamond necklace.

Her face was adorned with exquisite makeup, and her eyes were both beautiful and piercing; at first glance, she was indeed quite striking.

But if we get too close...

His face was too swollen, his forehead too high, and his nose looked unnatural; he looked very fake.

As for the man being escorted by Yang Xuemei, he was about forty or fifty years old, with an oily face and a robust physique.

To be honest, he looked alright, but his face was pale and he looked completely drained.

Seeing the two being so intimate, Zhou Chu's eyes flashed with disdain and anger.

Yang Xuemei was a friend of theirs at the orphanage. She had the demeanor of a little delinquent and had bullied them quite a bit in the past.

If it weren't for Meng Shu protecting her, she doesn't know how badly she would have been bullied.

However, her face now looks like that of an old lady.

I never expected to run into her while just out shopping. What bad luck!

Zhou Chu ignored Yang Xuemei and prepared to leave with Meng Shu.

Unexpectedly, Meng Shu smiled and asked, "Yang Xuemei, who is this lady next to you?"

Yang Xuemei smiled shyly, tightened her grip on the man's arm, and said haughtily, "Meng Shu, guess what?"

After a moment's thought, Meng Shu smiled sweetly and said, "Hello, Uncle."

uncle?

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuemei's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot at a visible speed.

The man beside him laughed dismissively.

His lewd eyes were glued to Meng Shu.

His Adam's apple rose and fell irregularly.

"Meng Shu, what nonsense are you shouting?"

Yang Xuemei's face turned extremely pale.

"If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll tear your stinking mouth apart!"

"Could this be your new adoptive father?" Meng Shu's mouth looked as if it had been smeared with arsenic.