Tyrant Son-in-law

"I'm not going to marry you. I have a wife." Speaking of his wife, Hu Yiming's gaze softened a lot.    

Tian Tian could not help but think of the affectionate way Hu Yiming looked at Yue Yihan a month ago, as if Yue Yihan was the only person in the world.    

Tian Tian didn't know why, but she felt her chest tighten.    

Hu Yiming ignored him and walked away. He didn't really care about the humiliation that the guard had given him. He was just trying to scare him.    

Previously, he loathed trouble so he wore clothes that he had bought for tens of dollars. But now, it seemed that if he wore such clothes and went in and out of a high-end place, he would attract unnecessary trouble.    

Therefore, Hu Yiming went to a nearby shopping mall and bought a pair of sunglasses to cover his eyes.    

Then he walked to the most high-end men's clothing store in the mall.    

When the shop assistant saw him enter, although he didn't say anything, he wasn't too enthusiastic. Hu Yiming's clothes probably couldn't even afford to buy one of their T-shirts, so they didn't have to waste too much energy on someone like Hu Yiming.    

However, there was a small shop assistant who had just arrived. After she went to the toilet, she saw Hu Yiming looking at his clothes, so she quickly walked up to him.    

"Sir, what kind of clothes do you want? I can recommend it for you." She had just arrived at the store and had yet to learn the Fiery Eyes of Truth from other guides.    

Hu Yiming looked up at him and said, "Pick a suit that suits me."    

"Ah, alright. What price do you need?"    

"Anything is fine. As long as it suits me."    

The little shop assistant nodded and helped Hu Yiming pick out a set of clothes seriously.    

An extremely seductive clerk who was slightly older walked in front of the clerk and said, "Leelee, he doesn't seem to be rich. He probably just came to take a look, but he can't afford the clothes here, so you don't have to waste too much energy."    

Leelee's expression changed, but it was too late to regret it now. She smiled awkwardly and said, "It's alright, Sister Yan. I feel that this mister really wants to buy clothes. Even if he doesn't sell them, it's fine.    

Sister Yan snorted coldly and didn't say anything else. She was just waiting to see Leelee make a joke out of herself. Before Leelee came, the male customers in the shop had seen her and now Leelee had come and stolen her limelight. What she said just now was to deliberately humiliate Leelee so she wouldn't look at them.    

He didn't expect that Leelee still hadn't taken the bait.    

Hu Yiming heard their words clearly and could not help but feel helpless. So what if they are people? People who wear street clothes must be poor. But even if they are poor, they shouldn't be looked down upon so much by others.    

"Sir, how about this?" Leelee asked as she took out a set of clothes. This set of clothes was considered the cheapest in their store.    

Hu Yiming only took a glance and understood Leelee's thoughts. She was afraid that he would be embarrassed. Thinking about it, he chuckled: "It's fine. Pick the most expensive one for me. Pick a few more sets."    

Leelee's expression changed. Although the clothes in her hands were the cheapest clothes in the shop, it still cost tens of thousands yuan. The most expensive ones cost at least hundreds of thousands yuan, while Hu Yiming wanted a few sets.    

She was playing around with Hu Yiming, but there was nothing she could do. After all, Hu Yiming was a customer and she was just a small shop assistant who had just arrived.    

A phone call from Hu Yiming was enough to get her to scram.    

Leelee then picked out a few of the most expensive sets of clothes.    

At that moment, a middle-aged man with a beer belly and Mediterranean skin walked in. Sister Yan no longer treated Hu Yiming coldly. She walked up and said enthusiastically, "Mr. Zhao, you're here. What do you need today?"    

Mr. Zhao held Sister Yan's hand, rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb. "Just give me a casual suit."    

"Alright, Mr. Zhao. I'll find it for you immediately."    

As she spoke, Sister Yan took out her hand without a change in smile. The other employees were not surprised. After all, their clothes were expensive, but the commission was also very high.    

Every time this Mr. Zhao came, he could always make Sister Yan earn a few thousand yuan.    

"See, this is the true God." Sister Yan said to Leelee proudly.    

Leelee pursed her lips but didn't say anything, continuing to look for clothes.    

Sister Yan saw that Leelee ignored her and couldn't help but to be a bit bored. She snorted and left with a set of clothes. However, when she passed by Hu Yiming, she ridiculed him: "If some people can't afford it, it's better to leave as soon as possible."    

Hu Yiming looked at her speechlessly.    

"How are these clothes, sir?" Leelee said as she walked over with the most expensive set of clothes in the shop.    

Hu Yiming took a glance and confirmed that the quality was indeed better than the previous sets. He nodded and said, "Let me try it out."    

"Yan Yan, now that you can try out anyone's clothes, doesn't that mean that from now on, the character of your store is going to come down?" Mr. Zhao said sarcastically.    

He didn't have any other reason for targeting Hu Yiming. It was because Hu Yiming was young and had a strong build. Although he wore sunglasses, his looks were definitely not bad.    

Unlike him, Mr. Zhao dared to say those words because he despised his ugly appearance and Hu Yiming was wearing a body full of goods. It was obvious that he was not a rich person.    

"Yeah, but they are thick-skinned and we can't chase them away." She was about to lie down on top of Manager Zhao.    

Hu Yiming ignored them and went straight to the fitting room. There was a saying that people relied on their gold clothing and horses relied on their saddles. Hu Yiming was right. In any case, Hu Yiming had changed into a new set and looked like a real elite.    

In addition, his physical appearance was very good. If he walked on the street, he would definitely be hooked up to, and he would need to contact someone.    

Leelee couldn't help but blush a little. Every girl dreamed of having a romance between Cinderella and the Prince, and Leelee was no exception.    

"The clothes suit you well." Leelee's face, which was originally pretty, had now turned even more beautiful from blushing.    

"What's the use of being suitable? You can't afford it, so don't be fooled by his appearance. Even if he can afford it, looking at how poor he was in the past, I'm guessing that money is not clean either." Mr. Zhao taunted, his eyes full of jealousy.    

"That's right, I've seen too many people like him. Who knows what rich lady's bed he'll be in tonight, serving him." Sister Yan echoed.    

Hu Yiming raised his eyes and looked at the two of them with a faint smile.    

"I'm not going to try on the rest of the clothes. Wrap them up for me." Hu Yiming said.