Evil Prince, Come Play With Me Chapter 750: Isn’t this asking for a face slap?


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Murong Qing pouted and said: "Prince, your status is noble and you can't be unreasonable. This umbrella is my fancy."

"You didn't say you want to buy it." Lu Fenying said first.

This woman dared to **** him, just because she wanted to get an umbrella to stick with him, I'm afraid she won't be able to pull it apart in the future.

"I'm holding it and watching, and I didn't say no." Murong Qing pouted his small face and looked arrogant.

Lu Fenying looked at the shopkeeper with dazzling eyes: "You own the things, who are you selling them to?"

The shopkeeper looked innocent. He did something wrong, and how did the two people provoke them to rip apart here.

The Murong family must never offend him.

But the man in front of me is extraordinary at first sight, I'm afraid it's more difficult to deal with than Murong's family.

The shopkeeper almost cried out: "Little...the little one is just an umbrella seller, and selling it to anyone offends you...or...or the little one doesn’t sell it..."

"Dare you!"

"Dare you!"

Two voices yelled at him together, and the shopkeeper knelt down in fright, and said in fright: "Will... or whoever of you has a high price, who will buy it?"

What can he do! When encountering two big Buddhas, I can only think of this one way.

Actually, he could see that Miss Murong wanted to buy this umbrella as a gift to this extraordinary son.

But this young man obviously disdains her gift. He thinks he has the money and the right to ask a woman to give something.

Murong Qingqing originally saw Lu Fenying liked it, but subconsciously gave him the umbrella.

But I changed my mind and thought that this umbrella was used by a woman, and he wouldn't be able to use it by a big man. It was bought as a gift.

Or give it to a woman.

How can it be, she definitely can't let that woman get it.

"Three hundred taels." Lu Fenying said, and the onlookers took a breath. An umbrella was three hundred taels, which is really expensive.

Unexpectedly, Lu Fenying added two more words: "Golden."

Murong Qingqin gritted her teeth. Murong Mansion is rich, and her food and clothing are very good, but the monthly money is only one hundred taels of silver a month.

She doesn't have many possessions, unless she sells those gold and silver jewelry, but she can't lose.

"Four hundred taels of gold!" Murong Qingqin followed.

Lu Fenying curled her lips mockingly: "Thirty thousand taels of gold, buy your shop."

The shopkeeper said "Ah", how to buy an umbrella, and finally bought it in his shop.

Thirty thousand taels of gold, that's three hundred thousand taels of silver, but he won't make it for a few lifetimes.

Murong Qing looked at Lu Fenying aggrievedly, tears rolling in his eyes, unwilling to, and humiliated anger.

The shopkeeper looked at her and didn't dare to respond.

This should offend Murong Mansion.

Lu Fenying glanced at him: "Immediately send the umbrella and land deed to the Royal Palace."

After speaking, he turned and left without even looking at Murong Qing.

This woman obviously knew his identity and dared to **** things from him. What's ridiculous was that she gave it to him.

At first glance, his mind was impure. He didn't even have the thought of buying a cloak with her.

I didn't know that he was caught in the sleeve of the threshold as soon as he stepped out of the threshold, Murong Qing complained with tears streaming down his face: "Prince, you...how can you bully people like this."

The financial resources of his prince of a country, she must be incomparable.

He doesn't know anything about style, and doesn't know how to make women.

Lu Fenying's eyes narrowed slightly, and a terrifying chill burst out.

"Miss Murong knows the identity of the palace, and she still has to compete, isn't she looking for a fight?" The red wolf hurried up and patted Murong Qingqing's hand off.

He was afraid that his master could not help but kill her.


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