The Poor Girl Owns the CEO

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"Don't have two hands in your pocket, one hand like this! Just had another date!" Layla pulls Danu's left hand and grips her mm.

"Let's walk, you choose what you want to buy for the little devil!" great-grandson Danu.

"Huh? Little devil?" Layla.

"Yes little devil, your half-sister." Danu explained.

"Whose sister? I have 2 half-siblings. The two are the same as women." said Layla, as if explaining to Danu further.

"Where are you.. will you also buy by your friend?"

"For sure, you don't mind.. If I buy it for my friend's friend?" ask Layla with a probing look.

"Why should you mind? You buy whatever you want. All of us are shopping for food stocks!" danu said by mengelusss Layla's head.

"Thank you! Don't be sorry for allowing me to spend your money!" ledek Layla's.

"I'm not sure you can spend my money!" danu said with a dismissive tone.

"We'll see!" challenge Layla.

Layla scratched her head that was not itchy, but the brain in her head was thinking hard.

What can I do for Nina, Mery, Deri and the others! Wouldn't Danu be upset if I bought it by Deri, June, Sofyan and his other friends? But why should Danu be angry? They are just my friends.

The two of her entered the mall, with Layla staring in amazement. Just this time he set foot in a mall as big and grand as this. If before her Noval only brought Layla to the mall they used to visit, not as big as the mall that is now in Layla and Danu.

"What are we going to buy first?" ask Layla.

"By first, give priority to your parents first! Only then for your friend's friend!" great-grandson Danu.

"okay!"

Some stores have been entered into Layla and Danu, ranging from bag stores, shoes, clothes to accessories.

"Here, let me help you get her!" Layla was about to take the paper bag out of Danu's hand.

"No need, we've got the right people, to bring your groceries!" Danu flaunted her thin smile.

"Who?"

"Sorry sir, I'm late." great-granddaughter Arsandi who's already standing in front of his two.

"Bring this! Keep them all in the trunk of the car! And here's the key!" Danu handed over the paper bag that he brought until changed hands to Arsandi, not to forget he also handed over the keys to his car.

"A-what? I'm just here to bring this to the car?" cicit Arsandi with the ball.

"It's your job, right! Don't protest too much! Hurry back. There is so much more to buy!" Danu put her arm around Layla's shoulder.

Danu took Layla back outside to the store. With him who will bring Layla's groceries, and pass them to Arsandi to be stored in the trunk of the car.

"When you get busy picking out bags for your friends." Danu tweeted.

"But this is a red date, should his bang Arsandi is off work right?" ask Layla with a shriveled forehead.

Layla's hands are busy, choosing snacks that she will buy for her snack stock in the apartment.

"There is no word of red date, if he is in need, then his self must come." explained Danu.

"Oowwwhhh crazy job." great-grandson Layla.

"Reduce eating instant noodles, it's not good for your health! Choose fresh bread and jam, or if you need sausage, naget, milk, fruit. That's great for your growth!"

"Bawel really dah." komplent Layla with pursed lips.

Layla road precedes Danu, with a feeling of dongkolll. Some of the instant noodles that Layla put into the trolli, exterminated by Danu and left 5 packs, making Layla grumble, face cursing Danu.

"La, don't dong! Shoot me first! Anything you can take, and don't eat a lot of noodles, La!" great-granddaughter Danu patiently faced Layla who was sulking.

Layla walks away from Danu, her feet stomping the floor in annoyance.

"Here you say, shop whatever I want, but this is what? You stingy Danu!" layla, looking back, saw how far Danu was behind her.

Bugh.

Layla hit another visitor who walked in front of her.

Prorgasm.

The woman's shopping cart that Layla hit fell, and the contents of the basket poured out of the basket.

"Awhhh!" squealing the familiar voice of the woman in Layla's ears.

"Oh my goodness, my groceries!" the woman who turned out to be Aleta.

His gaze was patterned, looking at his groceries in the basket falling, and scattered on the floor. While he himself fell down with a short skirt.

"Sorry, I didn't see, sorry auntie! Again, very sorry! I-this, I help pick up aunty's groceries." great-granddaughter Layla with a regretful tone.

You bege, you go to napa don't use La's eyes! It's new again it's her! layla's inner sumpat.

"I'm sorry, it's so good to say! My butt hurts!" aleta's nagging doesn't take it.

"Nobody gets hurt, don't overdo it too!" cibir Danu's.

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Pouring everything into the bow through words. From word to sentence. From a sentence strung together into a work 😅😅😅