MAJOR GENERAL'S SMART & GORGEOUS WIFE

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     Listening to their words getting uglier and uglier, Chen Fangya was the first to complain: "Are you men or not? Can't afford to lose? What, can't afford to lose and want to fight? "

Not to mention that Zhou Qiang and the others were quite loyal, as soon as they heard about a fight, they immediately gathered and surrounded Chen Fangya and Lin Mumu.

An Xiaoqin also got angry: "Don't you have any face? This old lady is in the same profession as you trash, it's simply shameful. I think you're not even as good as Su Xinlan. Trash that can't afford to lose! "

Du Xiaozhou saw that the commotion was getting out of hand, especially when Zhou Qiang and the others put on a fighting posture. They were professionals in cultural relic appraisal, so no one planned to support them at all. On the contrary, many people were kneeling under An Xiaoqin's skirt, ready to support her. Therefore, even if they fought, they couldn't win.

Du Xiaozhou could only coldly say: "We invited Lin Mumu because we think highly of her. If others want to follow Brother Fang to Panqiao to gain experience, we won't bring them."

"I don't intend to force you, I just feel that Lin Mumu and classmate are kindred spirits, so I want to invite her to a meal." Fang Tianyong immediately changed his tone.

For a moment, the two sides had a moment of awkward silence.

Fang Tianyong's words made Chen Fangya and Zhou Qiang seem to be making trouble for no reason.

But no one was stupid, they all understood that Fang Tianyong wanted to embarrass Lin Mumu, so no one was willing to back down. They just blocked the way.

Especially after Chen Fangya got the support of her classmates, she put on a strong posture to support Lin Mumu and refused to suffer the slightest loss.

"What kindred spirits? Don't paste gold on your face, our Lin Mumu is a little Daoist nun, do you want to be a Daoist priest?

You have to see if there are any Daoist temples that will take you in. Our religious department doesn't want petty people. "

"What are you talking about? Don't think you can go to heaven just by selling a few flowers, our Brother Fang can buy a house in Beijing just by casually buying antiques. "Du Xiaozhou always helped.

Chen Fangya's little temper refused to show weakness: "What's wrong with a house, our family's Mumu's husband bought her a whole courtyard house."

Seeing the two quarreling, Fang Tianyong couldn't bear to lose face and immediately changed his tone: "I just admire Lin Mumu's talent and want to invite her to a meal. If I remember correctly, the second half of 'there is a house of gold in the book' should be 'there is a beauty like jade in the book'. "

Fang Tianyong was really smart. He easily changed the story of making things difficult for her into an affair of pursuing a girl.

Lin Mumu looked at him with a smile: "So you're inviting me to dinner as a male classmate?"

"Of course we're classmates." Fang Tianyong laughed.

"Then I'm sorry, I already have a husband, so I can't eat with other boys. There's no need to make an appointment in the future. "After saying that, Lin Mumu smiled at him, turned around and walked away.

Lin Mumu didn't forget to pull Chen Fangya, who had a small temper.

Chen Fangya was a little unreasonable. She was still talking to Fang Tianyong and Du Xiaozhou about fighting. Zhou Qiang couldn't stop her.

Fortunately, Chen Fangya was only afraid of Lin Mumu, and was easily dragged away by her.

From afar, Du Xiaozhou looked at the backs of the four women as they left, and he muttered, adding fuel to the fire.

"Brother Fang, these women don't give you any face. They really think that female college students are so great, but outside of this ivory tower, they're not even as good as escorts. "

"Alright, don't say this kind of thing on campus in the future. Order 999 roses for me, nine roses every day, and let the shop deliver them to Lin Mumu on time."

"Brother Fang, you're not serious, are you?"

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