The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 429 - 426: Beat Some More, Thousands of Yuan 8_1

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.
Chapter 429: Chapter 426: Beat Some More, Thousands of Yuan 8_1

"You’ve already taken quite a few bags before. Consider those gifts. But from today, you have to pay for what you take; otherwise, we’ll lose everything."

"What a joke! We’re taking from our cousin, not you. Why are you butting in?"

Xu Xiaoya stifled her anger. "This is not your cousin’s store! Your cousin only paid the rent and renovation costs, and we are repaying him in installments. This shop belongs to Xixi and me, and you have to pay!"

Aunt Huang’s expression changed, and Auntie began to smirk.

"TCH TCH TCH, listen to what this bitch is saying! It’s clearly my cousin’s store. Who do you two think you are? Do you intend to take over the nest?"

Xu Xiaoya angrily retorted, "Who are you calling a bitch?"

"You, of course!"

Her cousin’s finger was almost touching the bridge of her nose. "I’m calling *you*, you stinking bitch! How dare you boss me around? Do you think you’re so important? You’re nothing but a watchdog my cousin hired. Do I need your permission to take a few bags? Today, I’m definitely taking these bags."

He grabbed a few bags and strode away.

This is absurd! That greedy bastard is specifically picking the expensive ones. If he takes seven or eight of them, our entire month’s profit will be gone!

Just as he was about to bolt out the door, how could Xu Xiaoya let him get away? She chased him and grabbed him. "You must pay today, or I’m calling the police!"

Auntie sneered, "Sister, is this really our Xiaojue’s shop? Listen to her, she wants to call the police."

Aunt Huang scoffed. "Calling the police? Ridiculous! Go ahead and call them. This is my son’s shop; the police can’t do anything. Go on, take the bags."

Finally unable to bear it anymore, Yan Xixi spoke sternly, "Auntie, what are you trying to do? Are you robbing us?"

"Who are you claiming is robbing?"

"Taking things without paying in broad daylight—if that’s not robbery, then what is?"

Before she could finish speaking, someone suddenly tripped her, and she fell hard to the ground.

Auntie kicked her. "You little tramp! Watch your mouth! Who are you accusing of robbing? How dare you speak to your mother-in-law like that? Do you have any manners? Your parents died young and didn’t teach you anything, so I’ll teach you a lesson for them..."

As she spoke, she hit and cursed, "You tramp! I’ve despised you from the start, you disobedient, unfilial wretch!"

Yan Xixi had never dreamed she would be ambushed like this. The nearby sales assistants were all stunned.

The cousin burst into laughter and sauntered off with the bags.

Xu Xiaoya was already livid. She chased after him and grabbed him tightly. "Don’t you dare leave, you robber! Give us back our bags! Call the police! Someone, call the police now!"

The cousin suddenly spun around and shoved her to the ground. His grip loosened, and the seven or eight bags fell to the floor.

He bent down to pick up the bags. For some reason, his gaze landed on Xu Xiaoya’s chest. It was summer, and Xu Xiaoya was only wearing a low-cut T-shirt. It usually looked quite modest. But now that she had fallen, her T-shirt had pulled open, revealing almost half of one breast.

His wife was heavily pregnant and about to give birth, and he rarely saw such a beautiful woman. Suddenly, Xu Xiaoya, lying on the ground, seemed incredibly captivating to him. His lecherous eyes roved over her. He suddenly lunged, grabbing her. "You little slut! You dare to grab me? Try grabbing me again! Everyone knows you used to be a prostitute!"