Chapter 916

Fang Yang had a feeling that Mo Yan and the others were in the crowd.

"Ahahaha, sorry, let me pass, let me pass, excuse me, excuse me!"

Fang Yang squeezed and bumped, forcibly squeezing into the crowd.

"Pfft, you don't even look at your figure, can you fit into this dress?"

Li Wuyou looked at the other party's extremely bloated body and retorted mercilessly.

"Heh, none of your business, Li Wuyou. Even if I buy this dress back and can't wear it, I'll use it as a rag! I will never let you have it!"

Fang Yang was stunned. Knowing the name, could it be that they knew each other?

Fang Yang's guess was correct. The person Li Wuyou was arguing with was her classmate, Feng Xin.

"Yo, Crazy Fatty, I can't tell, you have a hobby of being a spendthrift?"

Li Wuyou frowned and shook her head, looking very regretful.

"It's just that I don't know if Uncle Feng knows about this hobby of yours, will he be pissed off?"

Looking at Feng Xin, who was jumping with rage, Li Wuyou couldn't be happier.

"Oh my, don't be angry, don't be angry. Once you get angry, the fat on your face will shake non-stop, it's so scary."

Fang Yang twitched his mouth. Was it necessary?

Was it necessary to attack people personally one after another?

"Wuyou, what's going on?"

Looking at Feng Xin, who was even more angry, Fang Yang sighed. Children, being a bit naughty is normal, very normal.

"Brother! You finally came over. You don't know, your two little sisters were bullied by someone."

Looking at Li Wuyou, who entered the play in a second, Fang Yang manually twitched the corners of his mouth, which were already cramping.

You were bullied?

I think you bullied someone else, right?

Look at the person who was about to be driven crazy, it's hard for me to believe you like this?

"You, you're still accusing the victim!"

Feng Xin was furious, watching Li Wuyou hide behind Fang Yang in fear, wishing she could eat her!

"Exactly, what's going on?"

Fang Yang frowned helplessly. No matter what, he should figure out the cause of the matter.

"Brother, originally Mo Yan and I were shopping well, and happened to see a good-looking dress that was very suitable for Mo Yan. But when we were about to look closely, this guy rushed over and wanted to buy this dress."

Li Wuyou poked her head out from behind Fang Yang and pointed to the dress over there.

"It's just a dress, and since people want to buy it, pfft~ you tell me she wants to buy this dress?"

Roughly organizing his thoughts, fine, as for who started scolding first, Fang Yang didn't know.

But looking in the direction Li Wuyou was pointing, Fang Yang was truly startled.

You tell me that little fatty over there wants to buy this dress? Can her legs fit into the waist position?

(No? This is clearly looking for trouble, right?)

(Of course, the waist of this dress is not as thick as her legs. This must have had a conflict a long time ago, and when they met, they deliberately disgusted others.)

Fang Yang also understood what was going on, but he couldn't help it; this was what the person said first.

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"Wuyou, apologize."

Fang Yang sighed and spoke sternly to Li Wuyou.

"What? But, clearly it was..."

"Apologize."

Fang Yang frowned and repeated it again.

(No? Brother Yang? Are you serious?)

(Looking at it, it's true. No, I just don't understand, why does Brother Yang have to endure it?)

(Exactly, Wuyou didn't do anything wrong either.)

Looking at Fang Yang's firm attitude, Li Wuyou suddenly didn't know what to do.

"People just want to buy some good-looking and beautiful clothes, is that wrong? Although your classmate overestimated the quality of the clothes and underestimated her own weight, can you say she did something wrong?"

Fang Yang shook his head, hating that iron could not become steel.

"Although this dress can't be worn, people have the freedom to buy it. Even if she buys all the types, styles, colors, and designs of clothes here, so what? Of course, this classmate definitely won't just buy this one. Let's let it go, let the staff pack it all up."

"Eh? That, actually..."

"Oh my, I knew it, these few dresses can't satisfy your classmate's desire at all. It doesn't matter! Isn't it just buying? Go, move all the clothes here, fat, ah no, this is..."

"She, she is surnamed Feng."

"Oh, oh, Feng classmate, buy it back and use it as a rag, so what? We don't have the qualifications to ask, and you guys just need to pack it up."

(Fine, fine, fine, not only scolding people, but also making people bleed money. This operation is slick.)

(It's still Brother Yang. I thought Brother Yang was really going to let Wuyou bow her head.)

(Fortunately, I have always believed in Brother Yang. Sure enough, Brother Yang didn't let me down.)

"Wuyou, Mo Yan, let's go. Since this place has been packed by your classmate, we have nothing else to do here."

Fang Yang touched Mo Yan's head and took the two of them away.

"They, they!"

Feng Xin pointed at Fang Yang's departing figure, unable to say a complete sentence.

"Miss Feng, all the clothes have been packed. Do you want to take them away directly or send them to your home?"

Hearing this, Fang Yang immediately stopped and looked at Feng Xin with curiosity, as if waiting for the other party's answer.

"Send them to my home."

Feng Xin glared fiercely at Fang Yang. This sentence was squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Hmm! Grand! Admire, admire, tens of thousands of rags, it's really a bit extravagant."

Fang Yang shook his head, very regretful. After all, such good clothes ended up as rags, which was truly sad and sigh-worthy!

"Haha, laughing to death, Feng Xin's expression is like she ate a fly!"

Li Wuyou changed from her previous shock and anger. After all, she also thought Fang Yang really wanted her to admit her mistake at the time, so she couldn't help but be angry.

However, seeing Feng Xin swallowing her broken teeth, she felt very comfortable.

After all, if she just fought with her, she wouldn't be as excited as she was now.

"Alright, the clothes are bought, let's go back."

Fang Yang carried the few outfits the two of them had taken a fancy to and made a good suggestion.

"Bought? What do you mean? Next shop!"

Watching Li Wuyou's enthusiastic appearance, Fang Yang said "Ah" again, clear and stupid, expressed vividly.

"Ah?"

"Oh my, what are you 'ah'-ing for, let's go, let's go!"

In the end, under Li Wuyou's urging, Fang Yang walked into another shop.

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"No, then, how long are we going to shop?"

(Hiss! Done, done, why did Brother Yang ask that! This is a life-and-death question! Aren't you just lighting a lamp in a latrine?)

(What do you mean?)

(Looking for shit!)

Sure enough, Li Wuyou's face sank instantly, staring fiercely at Fang Yang, and then smiled sweetly.

"Soon, soon, we'll stop shopping when we're not interested."

(Appeared! An unanswerable answer!)

(Terrible, shopping until not interested, but the problem is, she can't be not interested!)

Watching Li Wuyou pull Mo Yan away, Fang Yang dared to put his gaze on the fans' messages.

"No, you can't be serious, right? You guys, aren't you teasing me?"

Fang Yang was a bit scared. If it was really like this, wouldn't they have to shop until the mall closed?

No, people also have 24-hour business, not to mention that food and drink are complete here, this, this, this...

(Brother Yang, just give in, there's no hope.) ===== CHAPTER 917 =====