Lord Zhan Han nodded.

Zheng Ling shook his head, "Brother Jue, it's such a waste."

Zhan Hanjue said: "Be obedient. Give me the card."

"I won't give it to you."

Lord Zhan Han: "..."

Yan Zheng was nearby making sarcastic remarks, "Men, you still have to leave some room for yourself. Private money is something you must have... Ah, it hurts, it hurts. Fengxian hurts!

"

Fengxian held Yan Zheng's ear and said, "How dare you save your private money behind my back? What are you doing with your private money?"

"Just buying some cigarettes."

"You are not in good health and you still smoke?"

"No, no, no, I don't smoke. Just have a little drink."

"I don't believe you. Your body can't drink alcohol."

Yan Zheng said: "I didn't hook up with Internet celebrity anchors. I just saw that some anchors were having difficulty, so I gave them a small reward to support them."

Zheng Ling saw that Yan Zheng Fengxian had so many consequences because of a little private money, so she quickly handed the card in her hand to Zhan Hanjue.

Lord Zhan Han couldn't help laughing.

"It's just a small reward for internet celebrity anchors from time to time." Yan Zheng blurted out.

This time, it was a trap.

Fengxian suddenly burst into tears, "You actually hooked up with an internet celebrity anchor behind my back? Yan Zheng, do you not love me anymore?"

"Can you take a picture with us?"

"No." Zhan Hanjue decisively refused.

"Please, Master Zhan."

He came to the counter with the card and said: "I want all the jewelry in the Wei Lian series. Please send it to me at the Tourmaline Manor Philharmonic Castle."

When the counter clerk heard the words Tourmaline Manor, he couldn't help but look at Lord Zhan Han a few more times. Then he was shocked by his stunning appearance and shouted in a nymphomaniacal manner, "Ah, are you Lord Zhan?"

Zhan Hanjue nodded with a straight handsome face.

Zheng Ling glanced at Zhan Hanjue and then at Fengxian. She stuck out her tongue and said, "You brothers and sisters are really alike, aren't you?"

Then he reluctantly walked up to Zhan Hanjue, took Zhan Hanjue's arm, and smiled at the waiters.

"I'm sorry, my husband doesn't like taking pictures. If you don't mind, I will take pictures with you."

"No. My wife will be jealous."

Zheng Ling quickly waved her hand and said openly: "I'm not jealous. Just take it, take it."

Zhan Hanjue looked at her sadly, "You don't love me anymore?"

"no."

"Forget it then." Several waiters dispersed.

Zheng Ling was so frustrated. She looked at Zhan Hanjue in defeat.

Several waiters looked at Yan Zhengling and their attitude became cold, "This young lady is so beautiful, is she a celebrity?"

Yan Zhengling looked embarrassed and shook his head.

"Is that an internet celebrity anchor?"

Zhan Hanjue finally gave up placing an order in this jewelry store because he was a very careful person and did not want to increase his performance for a few waiters who were hurting Zheng Ling's self-esteem.

Several waiters watched them leave eagerly...with regretful expressions on their faces.

Fengxian was in a bad mood, and Zhengling was in a bad mood too.

Zhan Hanjue pulled her into his arms and said, "You don't need to be a big star or an Internet celebrity anchor. Just be my wife, Zhan Hanjue."

Zheng Ling still sighed. "It sounds like I'm your appendage."

The fat duck that was obtained just flew away.

"Who is that girl? Do you believe she is Lord Zhan's wife?" a waiter asked.


Chapter completed!