"Wouldn't anything on me be ten or a hundred times more precious than these broken vases?"

"What I said just now is just to give Manager Shen a chance to curry favor with us."

"Heh, you are a wimp, do you really think that this lady can't afford to pay for a vase?"

"Let me tell you, let alone one, even two or ten, Miss Ben can afford it!"

Qiu Muying smiled disdainfully, as if to prove her strong financial resources, after she finished speaking, Qiu Muying kicked the vase next to her with a bang.

There was a bang.

The vase was broken, and Shen Meng's heart was broken together.

"Asshole, do you dare?"

At that time, Shen Meng's eyeballs popped out.

He never expected that Qiu Muying would break another vase of his.

In this short night, there were four treasures in their store, and now only the last one remained.

"You...you...you are so brave?"

"This is from the Ming Dynasty. It can be worth 1.8 million. Do you dare to fight?"

Shen Meng roared, his eyes were red.

Zhang Li was also extremely astonished. After seeing Qiu Muying intentionally smashing another vase, she immediately asked anxiously, "Yingying, are you crazy?"

"What are you doing?"

Qiu Muying still didn't care, took Zhang Li's hand, smiled and comforted: "Mom, I'm really fine. You don't really believe the words of store manager Shen, do you really think it's an antique from the Ming Dynasty?"

"Shop Manager Shen is joking with us.?"

"These vases look exquisite, but they are actually fakes imitated by modern craftsmanship. Four of them only cost 800 yuan."

"If you don't believe me, I'll break another one for you?"

While chuckling, Qiu Muying stepped over again.

"stop!"

Shen Meng shouted immediately, however, it was too late.

Wow!

The last vase fell to the ground in an instant, and then shattered.

The crisp voice is so pleasant.

At that time, Shen Meng was about to go crazy, looking at the mess all over the floor, his eyes were red like blood. He was almost kneeling on the floor, holding the fragments all over the floor, but his heart was bleeding.

And Qiu Muying was kicking over two vases one after another, pretending to be two small, she seemed to be very happy.

At this time, he raised his pretty face even more, and looked at Ye Fan arrogantly: "Hillbilly, how are you?"

"Do you really think that Miss Ben is just like you, a poor girl who is not willing to take hundreds of dollars?" JrNovels.com