"..."
After Master Fu finished speaking, without waiting for the other party to speak, he raised his hand and poured out the gold deposit slips from the box.
Hua Qiao was about to speak but stopped.
Xinghua didn't care at all.
Ye Qianning found this person even more interesting.
Hua Qiao: "Don't pay attention to Fat Tuan. You have a good meal."
If you are willing to count, count yourself.
"Auntie, after Baimuxun closes the museum, where will everyone in the museum go?"
You can't hide in this place for a year and a half, right?
"After the auction ends, Baimuxun will be locked up within ten days. I don't know exactly where everyone in the museum will go. You can ask your father later." Although Hua Qiao is a museum owner, he only auctions I'll be back in a few days to take charge.
Bai Muxun had already packed everything when she came. She was only responsible for the affairs of the museum during the days of the auction. As for the origin of the unicorn guard in the museum, she was not very clear.
"good."
Ye Qianning held up the porridge.
"Aunt...aunt?"
The owner of the library usually loves money, but at this time, counting money was not for his taste. Another voice of aunt came to his ears, and his eyes suddenly widened in shock.
"What?" Hua Qiao turned her eyes.
"Public...Mr., she called you aunt?" Pavilion Master Fu was extremely surprised.
"What is the problem?"
Master Fu slapped his thigh and stood up: "There is a problem, very problematic. Master, how can you be someone else's concubine?"
Is the owner of the hall a concubine?
"What's wrong with being a concubine? I'm happy with it." Hua Qiao said.
The owner of the hotel was stunned for a moment, with a hurt look on his face. In her opinion, she seemed to be a woman like the owner who had seen the world. She could obviously control the situation, but she was secretly vicious.
How can such a person be willing to be someone else's concubine? ?
Ye Qianning: "Master Fu, why do you look a little disappointed?"
When the owner of the museum heard the voice, he looked at Ye Qianning. She looked like a fairy and was unparalleled. With a daughter like this, how could a mother be so charming?
Thinking about it this way, he felt even more unhappy.
"It's not disappointment, it's envy."
"What are you envious of?"
"I envy your father, little girl, who is your father?" Master Fu was very envious and curious.
Ye Qianning sounded a little suspicious.
"Your father rarely shows up, and no one else knows about our relationship." Hua Qiao whispered.
Ye Qianning understood.
"Little girl, call your father here." Fu Cheng wanted to see what kind of person the owner of the hotel was willing to be a concubine.
"Master Fu, what are you doing?" Hua Qiao frowned.
Fu Cheng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Master, I'm just curious."
"What are you curious about?"
At the sound of the voice, everyone in the room was stunned. Only Ye Qianning smiled brightly.
Fu Cheng turned his head numbly and watched as Xiang Minghou entered the door. His breath was cold and full of coldness. He lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on him like an ice knife.
"What are you curious about, Master Fu?" Xiang Minghou asked again.
Hua Qiao and Xinghua looked at each other, covering their mouths and smiling softly.
The head of the museum was held high, and it was like a big iceberg in front of him... as if it would fall down in the next second.
"I...I...spare my life..."
Kneel down, kneel down.
It's so scary.
"snort."
Xiang Minghou snorted coldly and walked to the table without intending to embarrass the other party.
"The food is not cold yet." Xinghua gave him a pair of chopsticks.
Xiang Minghou took it, raised his hand to hold a meatball and put it into his mouth.
"Dad, are you done?" Ye Qianning was almost full.
"You saved a lot of trouble by preparing those borneols." Xiang Minghou went to pick up the meatballs again: "Today's food is a bit bland."
Hua Qiao: "You are too salty."
