My Sweet Lawyer Wife

“Sir, since you have a bank card you can just swipe it with your phone What’s App and pay directly.”

The cashier patiently said to Peter.

After all, nowadays it is all about online payment, but any bank card will be bound to the payment software.

“Oh.”

Peter nodded with seeming understanding, pulled out his phone, opened the What’s App and handed it directly to the cashier, “Where do you scan?”

The cashier was helpless, and when he watched the customers waiting in line behind him to buy a bill start muttering, he took Peter’s phone and opened the What’s App ‘Swipe’.

Drop, a sound.

The cashier’s face instantly sank, “Failed to scan the code.”

This time, the people in line behind could not stand it, “Do you have money or not?”

“Ch, dressed like a man, you can’t even get the money for dinner, right?”

“A young man can’t even scan the code on his phone, how is that possible? One look is a liar.”

“People who go out without cash will pay by cell phone. Where there is no cash and will not pay by cell phone.”

“That’s it, that’s it.”

…

Those in line looked at Peter with eyes full of mischief.

Even the cashier looked at Peter with disdain, ” No money in the card, cash is fine.”

“No.”

Peter, who has always carried only cards and no cash, was quite upset.

“Yo, mister, looking good, you’re out for a bully meal, right?” The cashier disliked it.

Bullying?

Peter never imagined that one day someone would say he was eating bully food.

His face was as black as ink, nearly dripping out of ink.

“I’ll do it.”

Just as he was about to get angry, Adriana came over and took her phone and swiped the code for Peter to pay. Then she looked at Peter and said, “You didn’t tell me you didn’t have cash.”

Peter: …

Saying nothing, she silently followed Adriana and walked aside to sit down.

“Tsk tsk, so it’s a shameless dabbler.”

“By virtue of their good looks, they don’t do any personnel work at all.”

“Alas, the young people nowadays, so young want to eat soft rice.”

…

Many people pointed and said things about Peter.

Peter sat across from Adriana, not in a good mood.

Adriana took her chopsticks, took a bite of a piece of braised fish, and looked up at him with her eyes, “Why don’t you eat?”

The man looked at the boiled-like braised fish, like a great leftover dish hot for several courses, completely without a dash of appetite, “not hungry.”

The two were talking when suddenly one person came and stood next to the table of the two.

Peter looked up and was greeted by a slightly chubby woman, heavily made up and vulgar.

“Something?”

Seeing her staring at him, he asked.

“Can you drive?”

The fat woman asked.

Peter: …

When the woman saw that he did not speak, she immediately took out a business card and handed it to him, “I am the owner of this fast food restaurant, and I happen to be short of a driver.”

The woman said, a pair of eyes while looking up and down Peter, red lips pulled out an intriguing smile, “Look at your strong body, should be more capable! How about this, food and housing, a monthly salary of eight thousand, how about it?”

Adriana, whose mouth was wrapped in rice, listened to the fat woman’s words and couldn’t help but snicker, nearly spitting out the rice in her mouth.

It’s a good thing she reached up and covered her mouth, looking down and holding in her laughter.

The president of the Alston Group is actually invited to be a young man in the street.

The fat woman’s meaning Peter understood in a second, the heart of anger, even a feeling of insult, but since childhood upbringing does not allow him to be angry in public.

Withholding the anger in his heart, his thin lips lightly opened, “Get out!”

The owner of the fast food restaurant did not expect to be rejected directly by the white boy, and looked at the brand name on Adriana’s body, as well as the brand name on Peter’s body.

Thinking that his price must have been given low, he was not satisfied.

She sat directly beside Peter and darkly extended two fingers, “How about 20, 000?”

After the boss lady finished, her hand restlessly rested on Peter’s shoulder and whispered, “Good birds choose wood. Look at her, she doesn’t even pay for your daily expenses, and you still follow her, isn’t it a loss?”

Adriana, who was sitting across the table, saw this scene and only found it extraordinarily amusing.

The matter does not concern itself with the attitude of the high hanging, adding oil and vinegar: “Well, there is a few points of truth.”

“You woman, you don’t give men any face when you go out, isn’t it too much.” The fat woman accused Adriana in a serious way and said to Peter: “You, you should know how to look, can’t you see that she is tired of you?”

Peter leaned back in his seat, cold eyes staring at Adriana, a wave of anger straight to the head, burning rampantly, the last trace of his patience to burn up.

A few moments later, he slowly looked sideways at the boss’s wife.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at her hand on his shoulder, and a storm brewed in his eyes.

“Hahahaha, young man, if you want me to say ah, you … ah …”

The boss’s wife thought Peter was really moved to agree to his request, but who knew that he fiercely reached out to hold her wrist and twisted it fiercely, only to hear a click, and her thin arm was painful to the core.

The man’s foot kicked in the fat woman sitting on the chair, the chair fell backwards, thud, the fat woman fell a four-grip sky.

“Ouch, help …”

The fat woman fell to the ground and kept wailing in pain.

The commotion over here attracted the attention of everyone who looked over.

“Yo, there’s a fight going on over there.”

“What’s going on?”

“Oh my God, boss lady, how do you year?”

“Somebody, the boss’s wife is being beaten up, call the police.”

…

The fast food waiter came over to help the boss’s wife, concerned.

Some people even pointed at Peter and held him accountable.

Peter, who was sitting in the chair, slowly got up, his long fingers unbuttoned his suit and directly took off the clothes that were ‘dyed in the wool’ and threw them on the floor.

And then pulled out a limited edition CJ kerchief from his suit pants pocket, wiped his hands, and threw it at the woman with a disgusted face, “Don’t know how to die!”

With the crowd pointing, Peter ignored everyone and sat quietly, gazing at Adriana.

And Adriana dined like nobody’s business, even if the fast-food restaurant’s food tasted ordinary, she didn’t pick at it.

Not long after, the police department and Hank appeared.

Hank appeared in front of Peter with a kind of bodyguard and bowed, “boss, my subordinate has failed in his duty.”

The sheriff from the other side appeared with a group of people and immediately recognized Peter, smiling fawningly, “Oh, if it isn’t Mr. Alston, why are you here?”

Peter glanced faintly at the sheriff and said coldly, “Wait for my … wife to dine.”

As his words fell, those surrounding the onlookers could not help but draw a breath.

“They are actually two people.”

“Mr. Alston?” “Mr. Alston is not the president of the Alston Group, is he?”

“No wonder look ware Rex it, really have identity and background.”

“With a family of hundreds of billions, he would actually accompany his wife to a fast food restaurant, which is also too grounded.”