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    “Hello, do you want all of these?” The clerk placed Mako’s picks on a glass counter, confirming again before placing them in the bags.

    “Both.” Mako replied, twisting around and sitting down on the couch in the center of the store.

    Immediately a clerk came up to her and asked if she wanted water or coffee.

    “Warm water, please. Honey, do you have that much money on your card? Or should I pay for it, I have over a hundred thousand cash on my card, I just don’t know if it’s enough.” Mu Xiao clamped her throat and said.

    “I have money.” Tang Jia Chong had already pulled out his black and gold card and handed it to the clerk.

    Mako sat down and took a leisurely sip of water.

    Tang Jia Chong, on the other hand, locked his brows and looked at his wife’s back.

    There’s something wrong.

    Something’s very wrong.

    The last time he bought a wedding ring, Mako was talking a good game and pulling him to the basement floor in order to save money.

    Today’s Mako not only didn’t feel bad about the money, but also took the initiative to ask him out to buy and buy and buy.

    When things go wrong, they go wrong.

    Had he done something to make her misunderstand again.

    No way.

    Yang Anxi is no longer in contact, and Lin Wan has been taken in by that bear again.

    Some other warblers couldn’t even get close to him.

    Could it be that, the matter of Du Hefeng cheating on her had stimulated her so much?

    What a pot of trouble for a man.

    Tang Jia Chong scolded Du He Feng fiercely in his heart.

    There is another possibility.

    Tang Jia Chong took out his cell phone and messaged Lin Wan, asking if she had slipped up and said something about his true identity.

    Lin Wan didn’t reply immediately.

    She’s now in America with Bear Zion.

    The time difference is off.

    Tang Jia Chong had to put away his cell phone first.

    This branded store ended up with a total of $380,000 in swipes.

    Totally small money, Tang Jia Chong carried the shopping bag and continued to accompany Mu Xiao to shop.

    Then Mako went to Grandma Fragrance, Donkey Brand, several stores.

    The next swipe was a bit more, tens or hundreds of thousands of dollars for a bag, and a variety of the latest fall and winter clothing, watches, and perfumes.

    Tang Jia Chong’s hands can not hold, part of the goods directly left the home address, let sent to the home.

    Finally enough was bought before Mako stopped and stood on her tiptoes.

    Barking.

    Giving Tang Jia Chong a kiss on the cheek, “Hubby, you’re so nice, I got a good buy today.”

    The corners of Tang Jia Chong’s mouth straightened, “As long as our Mu Mu likes it.”

    Arriving home, Tang Jia Chong rushed straight into the bedroom to find out the six-month term agreement that he had kept in his hand.

    “Mu Mu, there’s no point in keeping this agreement, I’ll tear it up.” Saying that, without waiting for Mu Xiao to reply, in three tries, the agreement was torn to shreds.

    “Where’s your share, I’ll bring it along for you and tear it up.”

    “I forgot where I put it, I just remembered keeping it in a very safe place.” Mako said nonchalantly.

    A cold sweat began to break out on Tang Jia Chong’s spine.

    Mako must know something.

    Now what the hell is her attitude.

    It’s too scary to hang yourself like that.

    He can’t divorce her to death.

    Thinking of this, Tang Jia Chong stepped forward and knelt on one knee to hug Mu Xiao’s waist.

    “Mamoru, wife, it’s my fault. I had tons of money stashed away and didn’t tell you, didn’t give you any to spend. I regret it now, very, very much.”

    “Don’t be angry, forgive me, will you?”

    “I’ll be honest with you now, I’m the president of Lichuang Group, my grandfather is the founder of Lichuang Group, and the one who married you isn’t some second-generation splitter, nor is he a mid-leveler at Lichuang, but the richest man in South City.”

    “I asked you before how you would punish me if I made a mistake. You said you’d spank my little ass, and nope, my ass for you. Do you want a chicken duster?”

    “We don’t have a chicken feather duster at home, so I’ll roll you a paper cone.” Cold sweat broke out on Tang Jia Chong’s brain.

    There was little expression on Mu Xiao’s face, only a lazy yawn, “I’m tired after shopping all day today.”

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