19: Chapter 019 [Slap in the Face Goes Pop] 19: Chapter 019 [Slap in the Face Goes Pop] “Cough, cough, making a woman happy is actually not that hard.
To make her happy, you just need to become her: friend, partner, lover, brother, father, chef won’t do.
You also need to be clean, compassionate, physically fit, warm, and not look at other girls.
At the same time, you need to pay more attention to her, give her more time to do her own things, and give her more space without worrying about where she will go.
That’s all there is to it!” Ye Chenfeng laid it out in one breath.
Chu Qingfei couldn’t help it and laughed out loud.
What Ye Chenfeng summarized was spot-on, women, the most complicated creatures on earth, are just like that.
Paris Spring, the gathering place of luxury brands.
Chu Qingfei directly brought Ye Chenfeng here.
This place is Jiangnan City’s luxury district and is also part of the Chu Family’s property, owned by Chu Corporation.
When the sales clerks saw the pairing of Ye Chenfeng and Chu Qingfei, they were all stunned.
The woman was stunningly beautiful, breathtakingly gorgeous.
Whether it was her luxurious outfit and perfect figure, or her unmatched aura, she stood out like a glittering star.
But the man was an entirely different story, his attire something these girls had only seen on TV or in movies.
He looked like someone from the seventies or eighties, especially with that straw hat, absolutely classic.
A thought crossed everyone’s mind at the same time: Poor farmer’s uncle has worked hard.
hurry up!” Suddenly, a soft and sweet voice rose.
Ye Chenfeng almost stumbled and fell.
My god, is this really how you torment people?
That voice was as sweet as sticky rice, as seductive as silk, making one’s heart itch.
The clerks were even more shocked, what?
Are they seriously a couple?
It was as if they were struck by lightning, unable to recover for a long time.
Chu Qingfei calling him husband was naturally pleasing to Ye Chenfeng, having such a gorgeous woman, even if she was a sister-in-law.
Especially when Chu Qingfei’s soft and tight arms pressed against Ye Chenfeng’s, the touch reminded him of the Dove chocolate commercials: as smooth as silk.
“Husband, what kind do you like?” Chu Qingfei seemed to be addicted to calling Ye Chenfeng husband, not awkward at all.
Ye Chenfeng looked around: “Seems like everything is pretty nice, this so-called what rice seems quite expensive!”
“You can’t afford it anyway!” a clerk muttered under her breath.
“Can’t I even touch if I can’t afford?” Ye Chenfeng glanced at the female clerk, rubbed his hands, and then gently touched a shirt.
The female clerk panicked, quickly blocking Ye Chenfeng: “Don’t flatter yourself, these items aren’t something you can touch!”
Even a woman’s breasts aren’t for touching, how can a piece of clothing be off-limits?” Ye Chenfeng countered.
“I’m telling you, back-country bumpkin, scram!
You don’t realize where you are?
This is Paris Spring, not a vegetable market, stop touching, what will you do if it gets dirty?” the female clerk was haughty, her thick makeup flying.
Ye Chenfeng quietly approached Chu Qingfei’s ear and whispered, “Qingfei, this woman’s face must have at least one jin of makeup!”
“Giggle…” Chu Qingfei glanced at the woman and started giggling.
You poor loser, get out quick or I’ll call security!” the woman grew even angrier.
“You don’t have to be so overbearing!” Suddenly, a cold voice arose, Chu Qingfei stared displeasedly at the woman.
The woman became even more energized: “Who are you to shout at me ?
Just looking at you, I know you’re a mistress and the kind that a thousand men ride!
How comfortable it must be lying under those stinky old men, huh?
A crisp slap sounded, and the woman’s face now sported five red finger marks, her makeup scattering in the air.
you dare to hit me?” the woman covered her face, eyes blazing as she stared at Ye Chenfeng.
“Yes!” Ye Chenfeng nodded.
“Hit me again and see what happens,” the woman said viciously.
“Everyone heard her, she told me to hit her!” Ye Chenfeng slapped her again.
This time, the woman’s face bore five red marks, both sides swelling up equally.
“You have the guts to…”
Another loud slap sound echoed.
The woman was struck dumb, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, stars flashing before her eyes, her mind went blank!
I’m going to kill you all!” the woman roared, nearly startling the entire Paris Spring.
Several security guards hurried over.
Seeing the manager’s niece looking like a battered pig, everyone was also shocked.
Wang Yan enjoyed her arrogant ways at Paris Spring, relying on her status as the manager’s niece, never expecting to be beaten to this state.
“Who dares to cause trouble in Paris Spring?” a security guard shouted.
Today, you must break one of his legs!” Wang Yan shouted, covering her face.
“What’s the matter?” a questioning voice resounded, and a formally dressed middle-aged man hurried over, it was Wang Hui, the manager of Paris Spring.
Seeing her uncle arriving, Wang Yan burst into tears, “Uncle, you have to stand up for me.
If you were a bit later, I would have been beaten to death…”
Seeing his niece’s face swollen like a pig’s head, Wang Hui’s heart unexpectedly surged with rage.
As Wang Hui turned his head, he froze on the spot, stunned like a wooden chicken, speech stuck in his throat.
The reason was none other than that the moment Wang Hui turned, he saw the Chu Family’s second young lady!
“Uncle, what’s wrong with you?
Speak up, Uncle…” Wang Yan’s words fell on deaf ears to Wang Hui.
“Manager Wang, your niece has quite the nerve, demanding to throw us out…” Chu Qingfei cornered her lips with a mysterious smile, which made Wang Hui’s heart shudder.
Now Wang Hui was anxious, “Second Miss, I didn’t realize it was you, it’s my…” Wang Hui was almost incoherent.
“Tomorrow either your niece packs up and leaves, or both of you pack up and leave!” Chu Qingfei said coldly.
“You stinking bitch, who are you to make us leave?
Security, throw this stinking bitch out!”
Wang Hui was about to lose his mind; was his niece brain-dead?
This was screwing himself over!
“Manager Wang, I see you’re old already, might as well prepare to retire!” Chu Qingfei said.
My God, I’m just over forty, how am I old?
Wang Hui was on the verge of tears.
“You stinking bitch, what nonsense are you spouting?
Do you know who my uncle is?
A crisp sound rang out, but this time it wasn’t Ye Chenfeng who struck, it was Wang Hui.
“You damned fool, get out!
I’m going to fucking ruin you!” An irate Wang Hui slapped her again, sending Wang Yan tumbling to the ground.
why did you hit me?” Wang Yan, lying on the ground, had her eyes filled with disbelief.
“You’re just an idiot, brain-dead!”