Wearing A Book With A Wealthy Spoiled Girl (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 9

  Yu Sheng is anxious to be wise, the following sentence just blurted out without thinking, “Since you don’t know about Yu Li, do you always know Mr. Shen?”

    Since the message in her memory said “I’m big, Mr. Shen The power spans the entire Southeast Asia", such a big man who has bombed the sky, these little gangsters who don't know where they come from should always know? When she reported the name of President Shen, she was still a little uncertain, but she felt that if President Shen was really so awesome, then everyone should have heard of his name.

    Just after she finished speaking the name of President Shen, the disgusting hand was about to touch Yu Sheng's face, but in the end the owner of the hand immediately stopped the action in a hurry.

    Huang Mao seemed to have heard an extremely terrifying name. He asked incredulously, "What did you just say? Mr. Shen? Which Mr. Shen?"

    After all, Shen and Chen Tongyin. Maybe Yu Sheng said Mr. Chen instead of Mr. Shen? Huang Mao still had a fluke in his heart.

    Yu Sheng observed the expressions of the three people in front of him, and found that they seemed to have a natural fear of the name. It seems that this final big boss is even more influential than Yu Sheng imagined. Just reporting his name is enough to deter others.

    "Of course it is the sink of three points of water, otherwise which Chief Shen do you think it is?" Yu Sheng said confidently. After speaking, the faces of the three people in front of them were faintly pale, and Yu Sheng now had a deeper understanding of Mr. Shen's influence.     "I'm from Mr. Shen." When he said this, Yu Sheng didn't blush or breathe. The prerequisite to deceive others is to deceive yourself first. Since the three people in front of them seem to be extremely jealous of Mr. Shen, she should just borrow this name first.     "Who are you from him?"     one of the punks with dyed pink hair asked suspiciously.

    Yu Sheng laughed casually. She knew that she couldn't say anything, and she had to find a reason to leave herself at any time, so she answered vaguely, "Who do you think I can be his?" Mingming her This sentence is a rhetorical question, but the tone of her speech has an illusion of deliberately guiding others, which will make them subconsciously go in the direction she wants them to guess.

    Fenmao and Huangmao started discussing with their heads resting on their heads. Huang Mao hesitated and said, "This girl is so beautiful, maybe she is really Shen Yao's woman."

    Fenmao still has some unwillingness to give up. After all, such a beautiful woman, next Once I met again, I don’t know the year and the month. What's more, "Death under the peony flower, and behave like a ghost", he still wanted to fight for the last time, "What should we do? Are we still doing it?"

    Huang Mao stared angrily. A look at pink hair, fate, are you afraid that there will be no women in the future? But the life is gone, it is really gone, nothing is gone. He looked at Pink Hair with a look that seemed to be mentally retarded, "Shoot your sister? Do you dare to move Shen Yao's women? Don't you want to die? Huh? Are you tired of living? If you are tired of living, don't drag your brothers. I'm in the water!" At the end of the talk, Huang Mao's tone was already full of fierceness. There is only one fate. If Fenmao wants to die, don't pull him up as a backstop.

    In fact, the people who are in the way are hesitating. After all, life is precious, only once in a lifetime.

    Fen Mao couldn't help swallowing his saliva, thinking of Shen Jia Shen Yao's terrible fame, at this moment, it seemed as if a basin of ice water was falling from the head, and the flames that made his heart impulsive had been extinguished.