There was a carriage parked at the corner of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Do you really want to marry this little white wolf in sheep's clothing?" Fu Beixian, who was dressed in red and had handsome features, lowered the curtain.
Mo Ronyan was wearing a cloud-white brocade robe, leaning against the carriage lazily with his forehead on his hands, a few strands of hair hanging down from his forehead, and his brows were cold.
When he raised his eyes slightly, his dark pupils revealed something evil, extremely evil and beautiful, which confuses everyone.
"Little white wolf? That fits the bill quite well."
Fu Beixian frowned: "Are you really attracted to her?"
Mo Ronyan's thin lips were slightly hooked, and his clear voice was cold, "I'm just curious about her secrets."
Fu Beixian looked at him deeply and said meaningfully: "Don't lose your heart when the time comes."
Mo Ronyan closed his eyes, the gauze covering the wound on his wrist fell from his palm, and said calmly: "You are overthinking."
He married Su Ruotang just to use her, it had nothing to do with love.
After thinking for a moment, Mo Ronyan's eyes darkened and he told Shen Shi, "Let shopkeeper Feng go over and help Miss Su with the inventory."
Fu Beixian paused while gently shaking the folding fan, in disbelief, "Last time I asked you to borrow Shopkeeper Feng, you didn't even want to borrow it, and now you actually ask him to help Su Ruotang?!"
Shopkeeper Feng is Mo Ronyan's person who specializes in financial management. He is very capable but rarely shows up.
Mo Rongyan slightly raised his eyes, his eyebrows were cold and indifferent, "The things Su Ruotang's mother left to her are of extremely high value. If they fall into Su Muyao's hands, they are equivalent to falling into Mo Xiaoya's hands."
Fu Beixian frowned: "A lot of the money that Mo Xiaoya has used to build his power over the years did come from Su Muyao."
Having said this, he closed his folding fan and clapped his palms, "Miss Su Er has cut off most of Mo Xiaoya's financial paths."
"Tsk tsk, you have a black fox and a little white wolf in sheep's clothing. They are a perfect match."
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Qinxinyuan.
"Thank you, shopkeeper Feng." Looking at the order in his hand, Su Ruotang blessed a middle-aged man.
Feng Yun turned sideways and said quickly: "Miss Su, there is no need to be polite. I am also entrusted by others."
As he spoke, he secretly looked at the woman in front of him.
Although she wears a simple dress, has a veil covering her face, and has been abused since she was a child, she is still beautiful and graceful, with a gentle and quiet beauty.
When he raised his eyes, the ends of his eyes seemed to be soaked in every trace of amorous feelings, unable to hide their bright beauty.
"Shopkeeper Feng, can you tell me who entrusted you with this? I'll come to say thank you someday."
Feng Yun clasped his fists and said, "Miss Su will know in the future. Feng will leave first."
"Take me gently and send Shopkeeper Feng away."
Su Ruotang ordered Qing Zhuan to send Feng Yun away, and took the list to the study room in the mansion.
"Second Miss." When Lin Mu saw Su Ruotang, she lost her previous arrogance and greeted her respectfully.
Su Ruotang glanced at the ajar door: "Is father inside?"
Before Lin Mu could speak, Su Qi's voice came, "Come in."
Su Ruotang opened the door and walked in. He handed the list in his hand to Su Qi, his eyes turned red instantly, "Dad, the items my mother left for me are gone."
Su Qi glanced at the list, his brows looking a little colder, "Lin Mu, tell Mrs. Zhang to make up for it within a month. If it's not enough, convert it into silver."
Su Ruotang sniffed, squatted at Su Qi's feet, and put her face on his knees, "Dad, will you always protect your daughter?"
Su Qi, who had not been close to her for more than ten years, subconsciously wanted to avoid her when she came closer.
But when he heard the attachment and caution in her hoarse voice, he stopped and let her lean on his lap like a child.
After a moment, when he noticed the wetness coming from his knees, he slowly stretched out his hand, and when his fingertips were about to touch Su Ruotang's hair, he suddenly retracted and said lightly: "You are my daughter, I will protect you." you."
What Su Qi couldn't see was that Su Ruotang's eyes were clear and her delicate eyebrows were covered with frost.
Hearing this, she hummed softly and stood up, "Then my daughter won't bother daddy anymore."
After leaving the study, Su Ruotang took Qingwan out of the house and went straight to the largest inn in Dongqi - Songting Inn.
Not long after she left the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mrs. Zhang smashed several tea cups in the main courtyard, and finally left the house in a hurry with Su Muyao.
"Miss, what are we doing here if we don't have money?"
Standing in front of the Songting Inn, he swallowed lightly.
Su Ruotang straightened his clothes, raised his red lips, and uttered three words, "Let's talk business."
Talking about business?
Qingwan had a question mark on her face, but out of her unconditional trust in Su Ruotang, she followed her into the Songting Inn.
Inside the inn, there are small bridges, flowing water, carved beams and painted buildings, which are clean and quiet.
The waiter did not hesitate because they were dressed in ordinary clothes. He greeted them with a smile on his face and said, "Girls, do you have an appointment?"
Su Ruotang said calmly: "Is shopkeeper Feng here?"
After hearing this, the waiter looked deeply at Su Ruotang and said, "Miss, please come with me."
As the waiter arrived at the small building in the backyard, Su Ruotang saw Shopkeeper Feng standing at the door at a glance.
When Feng Yun saw her, he was stunned for a moment, then walked over quickly and motioned for the waiter to get down.
"Miss Su."
Su Ruotang smiled elegantly at him: "We meet again, Shopkeeper Feng."
Feng Yun sincerely praised: "Miss Su is so smart."
As he spoke, he turned sideways and said, "Miss Su, please."
With eyes full of questions, Qingwan watched her young lady enter the small building. She subconsciously raised her heels, but was grabbed by Feng Yun.
"Little girl, chat with me here and have something to eat."
Walking along the wooden building to the second floor, a huge landscape carved screen comes into view.
Behind the screen, two figures were looming.
After tilting her head and thinking for a moment, Su Ruotang walked elegantly behind the screen.
Mo Ronyan held his temple with one hand, twisting a red chess piece with his well-jointed fingers.
His dark hair was hanging down, and his skin had a cold white color that had not been seen in the sun all year round.
The extreme black and white made the face extremely evil and gorgeous, and the overly superior appearance diluted the coldness between the eyebrows and eyes.
When he slowly raised his eyes and looked over, it was like a magnificent scroll spread out, carefully painted by a saint's hand.
Su Ruotang paused, admiring it intently.
Mo Rongyan twisted the chess piece and dropped it. His voice was as clear and smooth as cold jade, with a bit of oppression, "Have you seen enough?"
Listening to his emotionless tone, Su Ruotang came back to her senses from the beautiful and seductive male lust, and sincerely praised, "Your Highness is really an immortal descended into the world."
As a senior facial makeup artist, she never gets tired of this face alone.
"Exiled an immortal? Rakshasa is pretty much the same." Fu Beixian's mouth twitched, "Miss Su, don't be fooled by his appearance."
Su Ruotang frowned, poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Mo Ronyan's hand, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Mo Ronyan raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly, without moving the tea cup.
Su Ruotang blinked and took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve. His eyes fell on his wrist that was bitten by her. "The little lady has a business and wants to discuss it with His Highness."
Mo Rongyan's picturesque eyebrows were lowered, a faint medicinal fragrance came from the tip of his nose, and his thin lips slightly curved, "How did I get the injury? Do you need me to help Miss Su recall her memories?"
I bit him, and now I'm trying to smooth it over with a bottle of ointment.
dream!
Su Ruotang understood the meaning of his words, gritted his teeth, and kept the smile on his face, "Your Highness, this bottle of ointment was prepared by a little girl according to medical books. It can leave no scars."
She doesn't know how to run a business. Even if she takes back the shop that was part of the original owner's mother-in-law's dowry, she will only lose her crotch.
Therefore, she needs someone who knows business to help her manage those shops.
Mo Ronyan stood up, revealing the gauze on his wrist, and said with a calm expression, "I want to borrow Shopkeeper Feng's help. No need to discuss it."
Su Ruotang: "..."
Is the dog man the roundworm in her belly?
