Banned from marriage for 100 days, hateful imperial dictatorship

  Fengchen Mo selected a few more items, swiped her card, and had the sales clerk package them up.

  She took a quick glance at the price tag.

  Almost fainted!

  A small baby's clothes alone are worth a year's salary for an ordinary person, she hastily stopped Feng Chenmo.

  "Let's not decide yet, I didn't bring any money today. Besides, it's still early, no rush, no rush." He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

  He cast a faint glance at her with his eyes narrowed, and a hint of an inexplicable smile played on the corner of his lips.

  He raised his hand and ordered a few more dishes. The waiter was so frightened that he bowed and nearly kowtowed to him.

  Encountering such a big client is enough for a month's performance.

  Little wanted to cry but had no tears, and kept stroking the dry, flat pocket.

  The clothes were almost chosen, and Feng Chen Mo walked over to a chair on one side.

  Xiao Xiao hid aside and borrowed a calculator from the waiter, doing calculations with "ba ba ba" sounds.

  "Come over."

  Fengchen Mo beckoned her with his finger, but Xiaoxiao had no time to bother with him. He had just counted ten items when she was already exhausted and her legs were weak.

  A surge of impatience welled up in his eyes, and he called out in a low voice: "Come over here."

  Xiao Xiao reluctantly moved in front of him with a heavy heart.

  "What's up?" She asked without raising her head, calculating as she spoke.

  With a flourish of his brush, he picked up the calculator and held it aloft on his palm.

  At the same time, he glanced at the chair with his eyes.

  Can't this woman pay attention to some important things?

  "Give it back to me! How can you be so unreasonable?!"

  The dust flew, the eyebrow jumped, the fingers relaxed, the abacus fell to the ground, and the machine split into four or five pieces.

  A small loss is still a loss, and now it's even worse, I have to compensate for the calculator.

  The wind and dust waited for her to come over, but she squatted on the ground, carefully picking up those fragments. Suddenly, her eyes welled up with discontent. What's so valuable about these worthless things that made her so serious?

  But didn't even bother to give him a glance.

  He let out a low, dusty hum.

  Xiao Xiao Meng raised his head: "If you have something to say, just say it! What are you humming about? Are you a pig?"

  If there weren't so many people around, Feng Chen Mo really wanted to grab her neck and let her know the consequences of speaking to him like that.

  "Come here at once!" Suppressing his anger, Feng Chen Mo barely kept calm in his eyes.

  She exerted a little force and glared at him, picked up the fragments of the calculator, and walked to the counter.

  "Sorry, how much is this? I'll pay for it." he asked politely.

  The salesperson hastily waved his hand: "No need, no need, Mr. Feng is our honored guest, this little loss doesn't matter."

  Xiaoxiao seemed to have not heard, took out a handful of change from his pocket and said disdainfully: "He is him, I am me, don't mix us up as one."