How do I choose?

I couldn’t choose, so I wanted to ask others, “Son, which pair of these leather shoes do you think looks good?”

Meng Zeyan looked at his mother helplessly. How could a single gay man like him know that those eyes looked good?

Since asking Meng Zeyan didn't yield any results, Xing Cui turned to the salesperson and asked, "Miss, which pair of leather shoes are selling the fastest here?"

The ones that sell the fastest are definitely the best looking. Who would buy something that doesn’t look good?

The salesperson put the sneakers she had found aside and walked over to point out several pairs of leather shoes. "Auntie, these pairs are selling fast. Everyone says they look great when they wear them!"

Xing Cui looked at all the pairs and turned to look at Meng Zeyan. Before she could say anything, Meng Zeyan pointed to a pair of black flat leather shoes.

He didn't know how to choose, but he remembered how she kicked stones yesterday, and thought it would be okay to replace her sandals with this pair of leather shoes.

"Girl, get a pair of size 36 leather shoes." Xing Cui chose the pair her son pointed to without hesitation. If Xiao Huan disliked the shoes, she would say Meng Zeyan had poor taste.

The salesperson didn't expect the lady to be so generous. The white sneakers and small leather shoes cost more than 80 yuan.

"Auntie, did you buy this for your daughter? You really love your daughter~"

"Of course!" Xing Cui responded with a smile. In her eyes, Tang Huan was like her own daughter.

After the small leather shoes were found, the salesperson handed them to Xing Cui together with the sneakers. "The total is 86 yuan."

Xing Cui took it, handed it to Meng Zeyan, and lowered her head to take money out of her bag.

After paying the money, Xing Cui took Meng Zeyan out.

After they walked a short distance, Xing Cui slowed down and wanted to say a few words to Meng Zeyan in private. Meng Zeyan handed the paper bag in his hand to her first.

He felt that his mother was a little too generous. Not only did she take him with her when she bought shoes for Tang Huan, she also let him hold them.

"Mom, Tang Huan is a lesbian, we have to avoid suspicion."

Xing Cui took the shoes and stuffed them into the bag she was carrying. She was so focused on the girl that she forgot to take the shoes back. Unexpectedly, Meng Zeyan said something to avoid suspicion first.

Putting the shoes into the bag, Xing Cui reassured Meng Zeyan, "I know I have to avoid suspicion. Don't worry, no one is talking nonsense. You are eight years older than Xiao Huan! Who would dare to make up such nonsense?"

Not to mention that they are an older uncle and a younger sister-in-law, there is an eight-year age difference between them. Which young girl would be willing to find a husband who is eight years older than her?

Meng Zeyan said nothing more, walking out in front of Xing Cui. They had come here to buy shoes, and now that they had bought them, it was time to go home.

Being interrupted by Meng Zeyan, Xing Cui forgot to ask him what his impression of the girl was.

When she remembered to ask, the person had already run away!

Meng Zeyan has never been a kind-hearted person. Before joining the army, he was a well-known gangster in this area and had many fights with gangsters from other areas.

After joining the army, the violence in him finally found an outlet. The old leader disliked his ferocity and forced him to cover it up with a smile.

As time went by, Meng Zeyan got used to smiling at people first, and his reputation for cruelty gradually became less and less mentioned. People all said that he was easy to get along with and kind.

No one knows how dark his heart is except his comrades who served in the army with him.

If you ask anyone about the disgusting things Liang Erban has done, you will know that strictly speaking, Liang Erban cannot be considered a gangster. Gangsters have some sense of being in the underworld and still have some moral principles.

Liang Erban is a complete rogue, but he is also a rogue with some brains.

Every time he does something immoral, he can always find a righteous excuse for himself. It is obvious that what he does is immoral, but you can't do anything about it.