Is This Melon Ripe?

"Don't worry, I won't let him off!"

This sh*t didn't understand authority!

"Where are you? I was bullied at the entrance of Tangchen First Class!"

"Who bullied you? The security guard at the door?"

"He's a fruit seller who sells fruits for 3,000 yuan for 500 grams. He even scolded me. Hurry up and bring people over to capture him!"

The aura of the woman with the diamond ring on the phone shocked the other people in the queue to buy fruits.

This little brother who sold fruits seemed to have really poked a hornet's nest.

He was just a fruit farmer. He was definitely not her match!

"What did you say? The fruits are sold for 3,000 yuan a pound? Is the stall owner especially handsome?"

"Yes, how did you know?" The woman with the diamond ring said coldly.

"Anyway, he just scolded me. Hurry up and deal with this."

"Deal my *ss. Get him on the phone!"