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

"Yes, yes, the eight godfathers who came to pick you up from the orphanage before didn't look like this."

With her eyes sparkling, Zhou Chu didn't hold back in adding insult to injury.

Yang Xuemei's face turned green, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "Zhou Chu, if you keep spouting nonsense, I'll tear your stinking mouth apart!"

Zhou Chu snorted softly, her face filled with curiosity and a hint of mockery.

"Yang Xuemei, don't be shy. We grew up together, how could I not know you?"

"By the way, where did your eight former godfathers go? I haven't seen them around."

Yang Xuemei's face turned pale and then red, her eyes filled with humiliation and despair.

Meng Shu smiled and said, "At first, everyone has their own secrets, and they have nothing to do with us."

Who knows, this might actually be her real adoptive father; it wouldn't be good if others misunderstood.

After a while, Yang Xuemei calmed down.

"What godfather? I don't understand what you mean."

This is my...husband, what's wrong with your eyes?

Honestly, after all these years, they still have absolutely no tact.

As she said this, a hint of nausea flashed in Yang Xuemei's eyes.

Meng Shu and Zhou Chu exchanged a knowing smile, both seeing understanding and amusement in each other's eyes.

Yang Xuemei twisted her body and clung to the man, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

"Honey, please don't listen to their nonsense. I don't have eight godfathers. You are the only godfather in my heart."

Zhou Chu, who was standing to the side, almost had her eyes pop out of her head. She tugged at Meng Shu.

"Shushu, it's oh no, my eyes are dirty."

At this moment, several women arrived, all with expressions of anticipation for a good show.

It seemed like someone was taking out their phone.

Meng Shu's expression changed slightly, and he shook his head at Zhou Chu.

After his initial reaction, Zhou immediately fell silent.

Seeing that there was no more excitement to be seen, the women left with embarrassed expressions.

Meng Shu then smiled apologetically, "Sir, I'm sorry, please don't take offense. I just like to tell the truth, after all, you look really mature."

Unexpectedly, the man was not angry at all, but smiled and said, "Miss Meng, you don't need to be so polite. You are a few years younger than Xue'er, so you should call him uncle."

As he spoke, he sized up Meng Shu, a dark glint and calculation flashing across his eyes.

"Besides, I'm just her boyfriend, and I hope Ms. Meng won't misunderstand."

Yang Xuemei's expression changed immediately upon hearing this.

A flicker of panic crossed her eyes. "Honey, what do you mean by that?"

The man's expression was indifferent. "The surface meaning."

Yang Xuemei suddenly burst into tears, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Honey, do you believe what they're saying too? Have you forgotten the first time I was with you—"

Before she could finish speaking, the man gave a mocking laugh.

She interrupted him coldly, "Didn't you just say you wanted to look at bags? Are you going to buy them or not? If not, I'm leaving."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuemei's anger and sadness immediately turned into a charming smile and smugness.

"Thank you, honey. I knew you loved our baby the most."

Just then, the man's phone rang. "You go pick out a bag yourself, I'm going to take this call."

After the man left, Yang Xuemei became even more arrogant.

She slowly pointed to the pink bag that Meng Shu had her eye on, "Bring it here, let me try it on."

"Yes, miss." The arrogant saleswoman immediately bowed and scraped, her face beaming with smiles.

A hint of shame and indignation flashed in Zhou Chu's eyes. "Yang Xuemei, everything should be done in order of arrival. Didn't the headmistress teach you that? How could you do this!"

Meng Shu also said calmly, "We were the ones who first took a liking to this bag."

Unexpectedly, the saleswoman said with a sneer, "Ladies, what's the use of liking them? You have to be able to afford them."

Yang Xuemei took out her VIP card and smiled arrogantly.

"Take my advice, sister. Think carefully about your status. Don't even think about going to places you shouldn't be, so as not to humiliate yourself and make a fool of yourself."

Upon hearing this, Meng Shu was about to take out his black card.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Chu glanced at the price of the bag and grabbed Meng Shu.

Suddenly, she shook her head at her, "Forget it, Shushu, it's just a bag. I don't really like it that much. If she likes it, let her have it."