Chapter 4270

After giving Zhong Tao a cold face, the ancestor of the Cang family left without looking back.

Regarding this, Zhong Tao turned back to his friend with an innocent face, "Did I say something wrong? Why does the ancestor of the Cang family seem very angry?"

The little friend around him also gave Zhong Tao a big roll of his eyes, and then he said with a smile that was not a smile: "Is it painful enough not to see the ancestors of the Cang family? You are still so angry at him, who will give you face if he doesn't give you face?"

Zhong Tao still pretended to be innocent, and defended: "I have promised everything to others, and I still feel sorry for the wool? Is it fake?"

"Hey!" The little friends smirked, and brought this fire sandalwood desk to Feng Qiyue.

Feng Qiyue saw this fire sandalwood desk, and ordered directly, "Bring an axe."

"Boss Feng, what are you doing with the axe?" Zhong Tao couldn't help asking stupidly.

"Tear it down." Feng Qiyue said calmly.

"Uh, why did you have to dismantle it? Is there a fire?" Zhong Tao asked again.

"Tear it down and redo it! Otherwise, where is such a big desk?" Feng Qiyue looked at Zhong Tao speechlessly.

fire?

What do you think?
This fire sandalwood is very precious, okay?

Soon, the ax was brought, and after a while of Feng Qiyue's thumping, a table that was exactly the same as the small table destroyed by Long Haoyue before was ready.

"That's right, let's put it in the living room!" Feng Qiyue then ordered, and she made some small ornaments into the remaining fire sandalwood, and placed them in a conspicuous position in the living room.

Two days later, the ancestors of the Cang family relaxed for two days, and brought some Cang family elders to make a comeback.

When he was invited into the living room and saw the small table and the newly-appeared fire sandalwood ornaments in the living room, the ancestor of the Cang family couldn't help having a bad premonition.

His desk, I'm afraid it's at the end of its life!

Just as he was thinking, Zhong Tao had already approached very attentively to introduce him to the ancestors of the Cang family.

"Ancestor of the Cang family, your desk has been re-divided by my boss Feng, and made into this small table and some decorations. Look, my boss Feng is good at craftsmanship, right?" Zhong Tao said very heartbroken.

"Not bad!" the ancestor of the Cang family gritted his teeth, his heart was bleeding.

His firewood desk!

It's made of a whole piece of high-quality ten thousand-year fire sandalwood, isn't it?

This prodigal girl was torn apart just like this!
But now that it's over, what else can he say?

That desk no longer belongs to him!
"What about the little girl, this time, I brought her some herbs." After clearing his depressed mood, the ancestor of the Cang family got to the point.

"Of course it's in retreat, but Boss Feng has told her before that if the ancestor of the Cang family comes, he must notify her, so please wait a moment, Boss Feng will be here soon." Zhong Tao said with a smile.

Knowing that Feng Qiyue was willing to see her this time, the Cang family ancestor's depressed mood that almost vomited blood was better.

Soon, Feng Qiyue, Mo Qianyi, Bai Yao, Huo Yan and Xuan Yu appeared in the living room together.

"Little girl, uncle brought you some herbs this time." The ancestor of the Cang family still said bluntly.

"Thank you, the ancestor of the Cang family." Feng Qiyue smiled very kindly, and then said, "However, I can't ask for your things for nothing. I will ask Zhong Tao to recalculate and convert it into money for you."

Ancestor of the Cang family: "." This damn girl wants to draw a line with him like this?
(End of this chapter)

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