Mo Ronyan looked calm: "I like it now."
Fu Beixian took a closer look at the jade carving in his hand and murmured to himself, "Why does this fox look familiar?"
Mo Ronyan held the jade sculpture in his hand, picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, stood up, took the cloak on the side, and walked out.
"Hey, where are you going?" Fu Beixian subconsciously reached out to grab his sleeve, but missed it.
The corners of Mo Ronyan's lips curled up almost imperceptibly: "Coax the fox."
"What? A fox? You raised a fox? When did you raise it?"
Fu Beixian looked confused.
His cousin was mysophobic and hated furry animals.
Mo Ronyan paused and glanced sideways: "Miss Shang, my fiancée is very jealous. Please call me by my full name from now on."
Hearing the word "fiancée" come out of Mo Ronyan's mouth, Shang Ruyan lowered her eyelashes slightly, and the curve of her red lips did not dissipate. She responded with a calm smile, "Okay."
Afterwards, he picked up the wine cup on the low table and chatted and laughed with Fu Beixian.
...
The next day, before daybreak, Wang Tao entered Zhang's courtyard through the back door with an anxious expression.
"Madam, the second lady came to Linqinju yesterday and gave me this." As he said this, Wang Tao took out an account book from his arms.
Mrs. Zhang took it upset and just opened it and took a look, her pupils suddenly tightened.
She got up in a hurry, ignored Wang Tao's presence, and went straight to the bed in the inner room.
Looking at the empty secret compartment, she fell to the ground with a pale face, "Why is it missing? Where is my account book?"
"Madam, you have to help me. The eldest lady said that if the money cannot be paid within seven days, she will send me to see the official."
"I don't want to go to jail, my son hasn't married yet!"
"I have given money to Madam all these years!"
Zhang stumbled to her feet, grabbed the account book on the table, and tore it into pieces, "If you tear it up, there will be no more evidence..."
Wang Tao looked flustered: "This is a copycat."
Zhang made a movement, holding the torn account book, and her body was shaking violently.
"Madam, I don't want to go to jail, you must help me." Wang Tao grabbed Zhang.
Mrs. Zhang suddenly slapped his hand away: "Don't touch me!"
Wang Tao laughed angrily, pointed at Mrs. Zhang and scolded her, "You slut, stop pretending to be pure for me! Don't think that I dare not tell anyone about the dirty things you did!"
Zhang's eyes flashed with panic when he heard this, and she quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, there are still seven days, let's find a solution together."
Wang Tao half-threatened: "Madam, please quickly find a way to give me this money. If I go to jail, you will not get anything good."
Zhang's face turned black with anger: "You have made a lot of money from Linqinju these years, why don't you pay for it yourself?"
Wang Tao said with a gloomy face: "Madam, 80% to 90% of the silver went into your pocket. What I got was only a drop in the bucket. It has been used up and I have no money."
Mrs. Zhang looked at him with such a scoundrel look on her face and felt so angry that her lungs ached.
Her well-maintained nails dug into her palms, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I'll think of a way first, but I definitely don't have enough money. If you don't want to go to jail, just take out one hundred thousand taels of silver."
Then, without waiting for Wang Tao to speak, he continued: "If you don't take it, everyone will go to jail together."
Wang Tao's expression was distorted for a moment, and he gritted his teeth and said: "No one hundred thousand taels, at most fifty thousand taels."
All his money was used to buy houses and fertile land, and the silver he could use was only 80,000 taels.
"Then let's go to jail together."
Wang Tao's facial features became ferocious and he stared at Zhang.
Mrs. Zhang looked at him without fear.
There was more than one million taels of silver in the ledger, and she couldn't get it out at all.
But Wang Tao must not be allowed to notice anything strange.
It doesn't matter if she goes to jail, she can't harm Yao'er.
Wang Tao stared at Zhang for a moment, his chest heaved twice, "Seventy thousand taels, no more."
Mrs. Zhang nodded: "Okay, I want to see the silver coins tomorrow."
Wang Tao stared at Mrs. Zhang: "If you dare to lie to me, I will make you walk around without food."
Mrs. Zhang forced herself to calm down: "Don't worry, I won't lie to you."
After Wang Tao left, she fell to the ground with a pale face and stared blankly at the debris on the ground.
After a long while, she picked up the crumbs bit by bit and hid them, called the maid to come in and wash her up, and went straight to Su Muyao's room.
Qinxinyuan.
Su Ruotang lay lazily on the deck chair under the tree.
Dots of dappled sunlight shone through the gaps between the trees, casting shadows on her bright face.
The light is at the intersection of light and dark, and the left face with the black mark is hidden in the darkness. The contrast between light and dark forms a sharp contrast with the intact right face.
Half fairy, half devil.
When Lin Mu saw the right side of her face, he was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and said respectfully: "Miss, according to your instructions, I added the things you gave me to the eldest lady's food."
"Just now when the old slave went to deliver food, the eldest lady seemed to be angry with the madam and smashed a lot of porcelain."
Su Ruotang's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes.
She rubbed her sleepy brows and shook her head to wake herself up.
Her long, silky black hair slipped from her chest as she moved and scattered messily on the lounge chair.
She lazily raised her eyes and yawned, with a little physiological control overflowing from the end of her eyes.
Under the fragmented sunlight, there is a sense of fragmentation.
"Wang Tao has been here?"
Lin Mu nodded: "I entered through the back door. The old slave pretended that he didn't notice. He went directly to the madam's room and left after about half a cup of tea."
The corners of Su Ruotang's mouth raised slightly, outlining a sarcastic arc.
The bright and beautiful face was filled with coldness, and the overflowing voice was full of sarcasm.
"Dog eats dog, remember to count the porcelain your sister broke and count it in her monthly pocket money."
Hearing her scolding Zhang's dog, Lin Mu's temples jumped and he pretended not to hear.
He walked over with the fruit in his hand and said, "Miss, my cousin is here."
After finishing speaking, Tan Zhixi's angry voice came, "Cousin, your head is a little green!"
