Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 1506: Mistake

Bonnie sweat, she didn't mean that at all!

But Max was already talking to himself.

"When the time comes, I must prepare eight camera positions to try to capture Auntie Nancy's tragic situation perfectly."

"Brother, that's an evil mind you have." Bonnie shook her head.

Max waved his hand, "No poison, you don't understand."

How can it be considered poison when you can deal with your enemies.

Haven't you heard the saying that mercy to your enemies is cruelty to yourself?

Being able to clean up after Auntie Nancy would solve a lot of things!

Bonnie opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Finally simply digressed, "Aren't you going to show Talia the wedding shoes today, when are you going?"

"It's not like you rushed to me and asked me to look at this perfume bottle for you, otherwise I would have been there already." Max said. "Come on, I'll stay with you."

Originally Bonnie came over to help out today as well.

The two drove and went to the shoe store.

The manager of the shoe store started waiting early, with joy and excitement in his eyes.

Rubbing her two hands together, she walked up to Bonnie and Max, "Gee, Mr. Pearson, Miss. Pearson, come on in, the shoes are ready."

After welcoming people into the shoe store and sitting in the exclusive vip seat, Max began to urge, "I also have appointments with other shoe stores, you hurry up, I have to leave if there is no suitable one after looking."

The smile on the manager's face froze.

"Mr. Pearson, you, you looked for another shoe store."

Max did not feel anything, very frankly nodded, "Yes, I will have such a wedding once in my life, of course, everything must choose the best, if you do not fit here, I can not go to other places to choose?" With that, he gave the manager a sidelong glance.

The manager was scared out of his wits and shook his head in a hurry to deny it, "No, no, no, I'm just confident that you'll choose Mr. Pearson's shoes from our store."

"It's good to have confidence, but confidence alone is not enough." Max said, "Stop talking and hurry up and get your shoes out."

The manager smiled mysteriously and held up his hand and clapped it.

The warehouse door in the back opened and a line of girls came out of it.

Lined up in neat rows and displayed in front of Max and Bonnie.

Three hundred and sixty degrees without any dead angle, all-round display.

Max brightened up.

Bonnie also appreciates this approach quite a bit.

Seeing this, the manager knew there was a game, and hurriedly spoke with a smile, "What about Mr. Pearson, after all, these shoes are to be worn on the feet, so how can you know if they fit and look good if you don't put them on your feet?

So I deliberately consulted the future Mrs. Pearson's height shoe size and so on, and even the skin color is as much as possible the same, so as to see the effect."

Max nodded, "Good, that's a pretty good idea you have."

"Then Mr. Pearson, take a look and see if there's anything you like in here." The manager's eyes were full of expectation.

Instead, Max looked to Bonnie, "Bonnie

you choose."

This kind of thing, of course, is that girls know more about girls.

Bonnie very carefully selected a pair of high heels inlaid with crystals, five centimeters, not too high, even pregnant wearing will not be tired.

And from the look and stuff, it's also perfect for Talia.

"Are there any others you think would be appropriate?" Max asked.

Bonnie knew this was to be prepared as an alternative and picked out a few more pairs for her.

"That's all, it's going to be thirty-eight yards." Max said.

The manager froze, "Are you sure Mr. Pearson, but I don't remember Mrs. Pearson in the future being this shoe size."