80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei didn't extend her hand. She didn't like to have physical contact with strangers. She smiled lightly at Han Zhanpeng, nodded slightly, and said hello. ..

Han Zhanpeng's hand stopped in mid-air, stretching or shrinking, the smile on his face froze, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Zhao Xuehai hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold his cousin's hand and shook it exaggeratedly a few times, which was considered a relief for Han Zhanpeng.

In fact, he was also very uncomfortable with his cousin's pretense, shaking hands with his little cousin, not an adult greeting.

If it weren't for the old lady's face, he would be too lazy to swim in this muddy water!

Han Zhanpeng took advantage of the situation to withdraw his hand, his smile instantly recovered, and he returned to his polite appearance.

But in his heart, he had a desire to conquer the arrogant Meimei, and he made up his mind to tick off Meimei's heart, so that she would die and die for the one she loved.

Han Zhanpeng wanted to talk to Meimei several times, but Meimei didn't pay much attention to him.

"Mei Mei wants to buy a gift for a friend? I think Daoxiang Village's dim sum is good. It has local characteristics and tastes good. Your friends will definitely like it." Han Zhanpeng said self-righteously.

Meimei glanced at him and smiled, "My dad doesn't like snacks, so you should call me by my name, I'm not too familiar with you."

When Han Zhanpeng called her eyebrows, she only felt uncomfortable all over her body, so she bluntly pointed out that although she was Han Suqin's nephew, she didn't need to wrong herself.

Han Zhanpeng's smile froze again, and he didn't know how to answer. The aunt said that Zhao Mei had a gentle temperament and was very good at talking, but now it seems that Zhao Mei is just like a spoiled, willful and arrogant girl!

He was not discouraged, smiled generously, and planned to come up with another idea, but found that Meimei had already reached the top floor, which was a counter selling valuables, such as watches and jewelry.

Han Zhanpeng felt the thirty dollars in his pocket with a guilty conscience. His money is not enough to see here!

Originally, he wanted to buy a gift for Zhao Yinghua, but Han Zhanpeng did not dare to speak, for fear that he would not be able to come down to the stage.

Like most men, Zhao Yinghua likes to collect watches. Every year on his birthday, Meimei will give him a famous watch.

Zhao Yinghua's birthday is in autumn, and now it's a gift. It just so happens that Zhao Yinghua is going on a business trip to the United States in the fall, and asked him to wear a new watch.

Meimei looked at the new Rolex~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She dared not buy a top-level watch like Vacheron Constantin. After all, Zhao Yinghua was a government official and was paid a dead salary. came to check.

Rolex is fine. With the salary income of Zhao Yinghua and Yan Xinya, they can still afford it.

Han Zhanpeng secretly glanced at the price of the watch that raised his eyebrows, and his heart suddenly became cold.

Where did Zhao Mei get so much money?

Meimei asked the salesperson to wrap the watch, and then went to the cashier to pay, but was told that someone had already paid.

She glanced back subconsciously, but saw Yan Mingshun looking at her with a smile, and her smile suddenly became like a flower.

"The ticket has been booked, the afternoon after tomorrow, I will pick you up when the time comes." Yan Mingshun whispered in her ear, but looked at Han Zhanpeng beside him.

At first glance, this man's eyes are not a good thing, but it is clear at a glance what his intentions are to Meimei, and he is dreaming of spring and autumn!