Chapter: 119

"Yeah!" Mengmeng happily stretched out her small arms and shook them.

After driving for ten minutes to Crescent Mountain, Mengmeng happily played with the dogs, while Zhang Han came to the side of the pond and wiped the two sets of clothes on the soil. After playing for a while, Zhang Han finally leaked out. A satisfied smile.

This time it's really shabby, dirty and shabby, very nice!

After finishing the clothes, Zhang Han came under the Leiyang tree. The Tianxiang wood on the side grew better, almost as thick as a thigh, and nearly 1.5 meters in height.

Using a piece of Tianxiang wood about ten centimeters from the sickle, Zhang Han carried Mengmeng back to the car down the mountain.

"Papa, we just came here, Mengmeng hasn't played enough yet." Mengmeng said in an unhappy tone with her small mouth pouting.

"Shall we come to play tomorrow? Let's change our clothes, and Dad will take you to experience the real face." Zhang Han changed his clothes and went to the back seat to change Mengmeng's dirty clothes.

"Oh, papa, the clothes are so dirty, Mengmeng doesn't want to wear them." Mengmeng loves to be clean, although she always gets her clothes dirty.

"We can have fun after wearing it." Zhang Han said.

"Eh? What's so fun?" Mengmeng blinked her clear eyes, looking at Zhang Han and asked curiously.

"You will know in a while, Dad will take you to experience life. After the experience, let's go back to the restaurant, and Dad will make delicious food for you." Zhang Han said with a smile.

"Well, that's fine, but Mengmeng doesn't want to wear it, it's too dirty." Mengmeng said in a low voice, pouting.

"You can only experience it when you put it on. Come, Dad will change your clothes for you." Zhang Han put on dirty clothes for the unhappy little princess with a smile on his face.

If Zi Yan was here, she would definitely reprimand Zhang Han, an old and unscrupulous person, who is a bear child, and now he seems to have become a bear father.

But 'if' is just a possible reverie, it is impossible for Zi Yan to be here.

Zhang Han brought Mengmeng to the comprehensive shopping mall in Crescent Mountain.

"Mengmeng, in this society, people who have no money and power are looked down upon by others. You see, when we dress like this to buy clothes, the waiters won't even let us touch them. You should know that in this world, except for parents You are sincere, others may be false."

Before entering the mall, Zhang Han said something to Mengmeng.

"Hmm..." I don't know if Mengmeng can understand, but she is nodding her head obediently.

This shopping mall is an international monopoly, and there are some high-end brands in it, so the flow of people is not as much as that of ordinary shopping malls.

But even so, Zhang Han and Mengmeng's 'weird' makeup also attracted countless eyes, either in surprise, or puzzled, or couldn't help laughing.

Facing these gazes, Zhang Han didn't care at all.

How could the anteater care about the gaze of the ants? And Zhang Han is equivalent to that anteater.

Mengmeng, on the other hand, didn't understand those things, she blinked her big clear eyes and glanced back and forth, her cute appearance made people stare sideways.

Enter the mall and go directly to a nearby Gucci store.

"Hello, sir, welcome to Gucci, what kind of clothes do you want to choose, sir?" A twenty-five-six-year-old female shopping guide came up, she was taken aback when she saw Zhang Han and Mengmeng's appearance, However, the expression on his face still maintained a smile, and he asked enthusiastically.

"Just take a look." Zhang Han replied lightly, holding Mengmeng and looking left and right.

"This one looks pretty." Zhang Han glanced at the price, 19,800. He picked up the clothes and praised them. While talking, he observed the expression of the shopping guide.

Unexpectedly, she had no expression at all after seeing this, like a zombie face, she kept a sweet smile all the time, and introduced to Zhang Han enthusiastically: "This dress is really suitable for Mr., but Mr.'s figure is very Well, I think most of the clothes will fit."

"How much?" Zhang Han deliberately put the clothes close to his dirty clothes, and made a gesture out of thin air. He stared at the shopping guide, waiting for her impatient or disgusted expression.