<h4>Chapter 412: With Every Passing Minute, I Faint Because of How Handsome My Goddess Is</h4>
Yan Qingsi gave Mrs. Yue a silent approval. ‘You’re good, Auntie.’
It appeared that Mrs. Yue’s fighting spirit was heightened when facing Mrs. Hn.
Having been drained of her money, Mrs. Hn’s face turned red. ‘They... really humiliate me.’ The Hn family actually has that money.
The other twodies looked at Mrs. Hn’s face curiously.
Her face was red and burning. People like her seemed noble and aloof, but their vanity was actually much stronger than others. The more they tried to feign their nobility, the more afraid they were of being looked down on and being thought of as poor.
Mrs. Hn huffed. “It’s just thirty thousand. Do you need to go to all that trouble to humiliate me? I really did forget my card when I rushed out. I’ll have my driver send it over. Thirty thousand is a lot less than the money I send to beggars away.”
Yan Qingsi twitched her lip. ‘She’s willing to go through hell just to keep up appearances.’
Yan Qingsi stretched out her hand and patted Mrs. Hn’s bag. “I think, you don’t need to send your driver over. Mrs. Yue, this bag looks pretty nice. How about you give it a try?”
Mrs. Hn1 took the bag with one hand and went to one side. “Hmph, keep dreaming. I lost only thirty thousand and this bag costs a hundred and fifty thousand. You’re thinking so much about money that you’ve gone nuts.”
Yan Qingsi faked a shocked expression. “It costs a hundred and fifty thousand. So expensive...”
Mrs. Hn said scornfully, “Duh! You can’t buy this bag even if you have money.”
“Tsk tsk... you’re really rich!”
While Mrs. Hn was looking smug, Yan Qingsi said, “Since that’s the case... Why not... just lose another couple of times. That’ll do it.”
Ji Mianmian pursed her lips and prevented her voice from nearly escaping.
‘Why is my goddess so handsome? Why is she so amazing? I’m turning gay with every minute. I’m finished, I’m finished! No man in this world can ever make me fall for them. Oh, my goddess.’
Mrs. Hn got up and her entire body was trembling. Beside her right hand was a ss of freshly-pressed lemon juice, and she wanted to ssh it all over Yan Qingsi’s face.
Spotting Mrs. Hn’s sly nce at the ss, Ji Mianmian stretched out to reach it first.
With fast reflexes, she hurried up and grabbed the ss of lemon juice, which she then gave to Mrs. Hn. “Please have a drink, Mrs. Hn. Calm down. This is a game of mahjong. If you y it, then you consent to losing. You didn’t lose much, think of our Mrs. Yue, she’d lost two-point-five million.”
Mrs. Hn finally had someone to lift her out of the predicament. She huffed and reached out to take the ss.
She had touched the ss for barely two milliseconds when a loud crack was heard. The ss was shattered and the lemon juice sshed out, some sshed on Mrs. Hn’s shoes.
Ji Mianmian was smart. If she had spilled it over Mrs. Hn’s body, the woman would use that as an excuse to leave.
“You...”
Ji Mianmian put on a stupefied look. “S-s-s-sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. I didn’t do it on purpose. I’m strong. I can easily break things if I’m not careful. My parents beat me up for it plenty of times when I was younger. If you don’t believe me, you can see for yourself...”
In order to prove her words, she grabbed the cup beside Yan Qingsi and squeezed it hard so it cracked audibly. “See. I didn’t lie to you. When I was younger, I would break my friends’ bones by ident and my parents had to pay for it. I was able to control it slightly better when I got older.”