Chapter 653 Durian-induced murder

The cashier explained with a smile: "Mrs. Cheng, the Red Beauty bananas and Musang King durian you selected are both imported from Malaysia. The Red Beauty bananas are 68 yuan per catty, and the Musang King durian is 318 yuan per catty. The total price is 1850, which is exactly 1680 after the discount."

Tang Jiajia was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "I don't want that durian."

The cashier looked embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Cheng, the durian has been peeled for you, so it can't be returned."

Tang Jiajia was so angry that her face turned red. "Why don't you give me a refund? How would I know your durian is so expensive? Normally the most expensive is only 30 or 40 yuan per pound! If you had told me the price earlier, I wouldn't have bought it at all!"

"Mrs. Cheng, all the fruits in the store have prices marked on them."

Tang Jiajia turned around and saw that, sure enough, there was a very eye-catching price tag of 318 yuan on the shelf where the durians were placed.

Tang Jiajia said arrogantly, "I don't care. If you don't refund me, I won't pay! I don't want the bananas either."

The cashier didn't expect that "Mrs. Cheng", who usually looked generous, would suddenly become stingy.

If it were any other time, Tang Jiajia would have probably just bought it directly. It was not like she had not bought imported fruits before. She bought Chilean cherries at more than 200 yuan per pound and Japanese grapes at more than 100 yuan per pound without blinking an eye.

But today was different. She spent more than 10,000 yuan at Kempinski Mall. Cheng Daqing is still angry. If he knew that she spent more than 1,000 yuan to buy a durian, he would not let her off easily!

Just when he was in trouble, a well-dressed mother and daughter suddenly walked in from outside the door.

As soon as Tang Jiajia saw the two people coming in, her face immediately turned ugly.

The mother and daughter live upstairs from Tang Jiajia. The daughter is a student at the music conservatory and often practices piano at home.

Last year, Tang Jiajia was about 7 or 8 months pregnant. She often suffered from insomnia at night and felt sleepy during the day. However, the piano sound from upstairs made her upset and she couldn't catch up on some sleep.

She took Zhou Xiuzhi upstairs to argue with the other party. The two families quarreled several times and developed a deep hatred for each other.

Every time they meet, they always say a few sarcastic words to each other.

The mother and daughter's surname is Xie.

As soon as Xie's mother came in, she fanned her nose and teased, "What's that smell? It's so strong?"

The staff at the fruit shop explained to the two people without knowing why: "The smell of durian is quite strong. People who like it like it very much, but people who don't like it find it unaccustomed."

Xie Huaixi told the staff with a smile, "What my mother was talking about was not the smell of durian. That smell was so strong that even durian couldn't cover it."

The staff in the store looked surprised and sniffed around carefully, "Is there? We couldn't smell it."

"Of course there is. Can't you smell such a strong smell of poverty?"

The staff member was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and tried hard to hold back his laughter.

Tang Jiajia was so angry that her face was about to twist. She pointed at the Xie mother and daughter and said, "Who are you calling poor?"

Xie Huaixi rolled his eyes, "It's up to whoever should say that."

"You!" Tang Jiajia raised her hand and wanted to slap Xie Huaixi in the face.

Xie Huaixi, who had suffered a lot from Tang Jiajia and Zhou Xiuzhi, was well prepared and pulled Xie's mother away, saying sarcastically, "Some people, if you don't have money, don't pretend to be rich. It's just a durian, but you're still asking for a refund after you've opened it. It's really embarrassing."

Tang Jiajia was so angry that she wanted to tear Xie Huaixi's mouth apart, "Who has no money? My husband is the director of Cheng Group, he has so much money that you will be scared to death!"

"This is hilarious. Your husband is so rich, but you can't even afford to buy him a durian? Aren't you afraid of getting your tongue tangled when you brag?"

Tang Jiajia was so angry that she said, "Not to mention a durian, I can even afford the whole fruit shop!"

Perhaps realizing that this was a bit of an exaggeration, Tang Jiajia immediately turned around and urged the cashier to settle the bill, "Hurry up and settle the bill. My husband is waiting to eat bananas."

"Okay, Mrs. Cheng, the total is 1,680. Would you like to pay by mobile phone or by credit card?"

Tang Jiajia handed over the credit card out of habit.

But she forgot that this credit card was a secondary card linked to Cheng Daqing's main card. As soon as she swiped it, Cheng Daqing immediately received a consumption text message on his mobile phone.

After Tang Jiajia left the fruit store carrying bananas and durian, she deliberately tore up the shopping receipt and price tag on the way.

In the fruit store, Xie's mother looked at the golden durians on the shelf and smacked her lips and said, "Is this durian made of gold? 318 yuan a pound, can eating it make you immortal or something?"

Xie Huaixi smiled with his lips pursed, looking like he was gloating over someone else's misfortune. "That stupid woman doesn't even know that her husband and her mother are fighting over money at home, and she still bought such expensive durian back home. Now there's going to be something interesting to watch."

Xie's mother was also curious, "Hurry up and pick two fruits you like, buy them and go back to watch the fun."

"good!"

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When Tang Jiajia returned home, Zhou Xiuzhi had already gone back next door with her grandson in her arms. Cheng Daqing was sitting alone on the sofa, staring at her with a gloomy face.

Tang Jiajia put the fruit in her hand on the coffee table with a guilty conscience, broke off a banana, peeled it, and fed it to Cheng Daqing, "Daqing, I bought this especially for you, try it and see if it's sweet."

Cheng Daqing raised his hand and swung it hard. Tang Jiajia fell onto the sofa unexpectedly. The banana in her hand broke into two pieces. She held the half with the skin in her hand, and the other half was hit against the wall and fell onto the sofa again.

Tang Jiajia didn't realize the seriousness of the matter and complained unhappily, "Daqing, what are you doing? Do you know how expensive these bananas are?"

Cheng Daqing snorted coldly, "Expensive? Tang Jiajia, so you know expensive? I thought you thought you were running a banknote printing factory and had more money than you could spend."

Tang Jiajia bit her lip aggrievedly, "I bought it for you! I bought it because you like it."

Cheng Daqing reached out and moved the plastic bag, pointing at the durian flesh in the transparent plastic container, "Is this the durian I like to eat?"

Tang Jiajia quickly smiled and said, "There is a promotion at the fruit store today. This durian is very cheap, only 168 yuan each."

"168 yuan? Tang Jiajia, I realize that it's a waste if you don't go to act."

After Cheng Daqing finished speaking, he stood up suddenly and slapped Tang Jiajia in the face.

Tang Jiajia was beaten so hard that she fell off the sofa and lay on the ground. It took her a long time to realize what had happened.

She covered her swollen face, raised her head in shock, and tears fell like water.

"I bought you your favorite bananas out of kindness, and not only did you not appreciate it, you even hit me? Do you have a conscience?!"

"conscience?"

Cheng Daqing picked up the durian on the coffee table, roughly tore open the box, picked up a piece of durian flesh, walked to Tang Jiajia, pinched her face, stuffed the durian flesh in his hand into her mouth, and said with a ferocious look:

"Eat it! Don't you like this? I'll let you eat as much as you want today!"

Tang Jiajia struggled desperately, but how could the spoiled girl withstand the brute force of a man like Cheng Daqing? The durian as big as a fist was stuffed into her mouth, choking her and making her roll her eyes.

(End of this chapter)