Huanhuan is embarrassed, is she trying to get involved with their young master?
Mojia didn't look at her anymore, opened the car door and said, "Let's go."
"Uh, where are you going?" Huanhuan also walked down and followed.
She was wearing a torn maid uniform and her hair was messy. She looked like a clown following Mojia, who was well-dressed and had long flowing hair, attracting the attention of passers-by from time to time.
Mojia walked directly into the mall and looked around. The pure natural noble aura was enough to kill all creatures within dozens of meters of him. The always cold gaze and the sharp brilliance emanating from him directly attached to him.
Got the "keep away from strangers" label.
Except for Huanhuan, no one dared to approach him.
Standing beside him and staring at him, his eyes were slightly blurred. Such a handsome man with long hair who seemed to have stepped out of a classical painting should be a banished immortal who did not understand the fireworks of the world and strayed into the world. Appearing in this kind of person
The place, I always feel, is a bit...out of place.
"Take me up." He brought Huan Huan back to reality with a clear and cool voice. He responded and led the way obediently. He endured the looks of surprise or fascination from around him and whispered, "The mall is so big.
, If you can’t go anywhere, why do you need someone to take you with you?”
Mo Jia glanced at her with cold eyes, "This is my first time in a place like this."
"Ah?" Huanhuan said in surprise, "No way, you haven't even gone shopping?"
Mo Jia raised an eyebrow, "Do I need it?"
Huan Huan paused for a moment, thinking that he was right. What Young Master Mo wanted was just a matter of words.
"Then you today..."
"Poverty alleviation." After spitting out two words coldly, Mojia walked towards the floor marked with the women's counter, sat directly on the sofa in the rest area in the middle, took out his wallet, pulled out a card and threw it to her, "Here you go.
In half an hour, max out this card here." After a slight pause, he added, "Pick the one you like."
Huanhuan froze in place, staring at the thing in his hand, his big eyes flashing with cute confusion.
Mojia's long legs crossed each other gracefully, and he raised his wrist, "If it exceeds one second, I will deduct your entire month's salary."
"No!!" When she heard that her salary was going to be deducted, Huanhuan glared, "How can you be like this? You have to spend money, I..."
Mojia glanced at his watch, "There are still 29 minutes and 43 seconds left."
Huanhuan let out a low cry and hurriedly grabbed the card and ran to the store opposite.
Behind her, the corners of Mojia's mouth were raised inadvertently.
Huanhuan rushed to a row of clothes hangers and picked up a piece of clothing. After seeing the price tag on it, her eyes widened and she was speechless. She was about to put it back, but when she thought of Mo Jia's words, and her poor
One month’s salary…
Gritting his teeth, he closed his eyes and grabbed a few sets, put them on the counter, "Wrap them up for me!"
Twenty minutes later.
Su Huanhuan, carrying large and small bags, still failed to honorably complete the task assigned by the boss. The card was like a bottomless pit that she could not fill no matter how hard she tried.
Suddenly, the air flow around her body changed slightly. Huanhuan turned her head. At some point, Prince Mojia came behind her, took a look at the things in her hands, frowned, and raised his hand to look at his watch, "
You still have 8 minutes."
"No more~" Huanhuan felt weak, threw the things in his hand directly onto the bench next to him, and sat down, "What kind of card is this of yours? It can't be maxed out at all!"
A black shadow suddenly leaned down in front of him. Huan Huan raised his head and met a pair of eyes as dark as cold pools. His heart skipped a beat. He was so close that you could even see his delicate skin.
Texture…
Ignoring her stunned state, Mojia stretched out his hand and pointed not far away, "Go there and buy the most expensive one."