If you don't hide your vest, you will inherit hundreds of millions of properties

Chapter 23 Qiao Yun Did It On Purpose?

Li Hanzhou held the rag and rolled his sleeves. When he wiped the bookshelf, his expression was calm, but his heart was full of doubts.

The bookshelf is full of all kinds of randomly placed antiques, porcelain, jade, it's full, and it looks like it's just thrown here.

He approached and picked up an old book and flipped through it. It was an out-of-print copybook. He wanted to buy it for his grandfather but couldn't.

There are also Ming Dynasty antiques, unblemished jade wares, calligraphy and paintings of masters, each piece is a shocking work, worth hundreds of millions in money.

Unfortunately, they are all fake.

If it was true, the idiot would put it on the bookshelf openly, and at first glance, he didn't care much about it, not even the most basic maintenance.

Just as he was thinking, the door opened with a click.

Li Hanzhou's attention was attracted, he turned his head to look, and saw Qiao Yun coming back with a bunch of ingredients.

He pointed to the bookshelf and asked her, "How to deal with these sundries?"

"Don't clean up."

Qiao Yun was not interested in these, so she put it on the bookshelf casually. Seeing that Li Hanzhou was holding a copybook, she said indifferently, "You like it? Give it to you."

Li Hanzhou smirked: "No need."

What good is a fake.

Seeing Qiao Yunti walking into the kitchen with a bag, he raised his eyebrows, "You know how to cook?"

Qiao Yun was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "Ah."

Li Hanzhou thought she was meeting, turned back to the living room without saying anything, and within a few minutes there was a deafening sound of pots being thrown from the kitchen.

"..."

The corners of Li Hanzhou's eyes couldn't help twitching, and he turned back to the kitchen. When he saw the mess all over the floor, he really thought so.

"Little friend, it's not good to lie."

Qiao Yun didn't answer, holding a knife, staring down at the natural bowl on the ground, his motionless appearance gave Li Hanzhou a pitiful illusion.

At this moment, he felt that either he was crazy, or Qiao Yun had tricked him, otherwise why would he have walked over to take the kitchen knife.

"Stupid. You go out, I'll do it."

"Oh, sorry to trouble you."

Qiao Yun raised her indifferent little face, and went out with peace of mind. From the back, there seemed to be a hint of joy?
Li Hanzhou, who took out the kitchen knife and killed everyone on the negotiating table, looked at the little curly hair bouncing on the back of the little girl's head, feeling inexplicably being tricked?
Did Qiao Yun do it on purpose?

It shouldn't be possible, this kid is very stupid.

……

Qiao Yun sat on the sofa, raised her wrist, and looked at Bai Nen's index finger, where a bright red cut was made.

Beads of blood dripped onto the carpet as she moved.

Qiao Yun moved her nose and smelled a faint smell of blood.

This is blood!
Humans only have blood~
Hey, why didn't it flow.

Qiao Yun frowned and looked at her fingers, her bright black eyes suddenly became a little erratic, floating back and forth on the fruit knife on the coffee table, swimming back and forth...

When Li Hanzhou came out of the kitchen, he was attracted by Qiao Yun's eye-catching wound, and his brows frowned instantly: "Is it hurt by cutting vegetables just now?"

Qiao Yun's hands are beautiful, like works of art, but the bloody wounds on the white fingers are a bit of an eyesore.

Qiao Yun's voice was light: "Small injury."

"Is there a medicine box?" Li Hanzhou ignored her. Although it was a minor injury, it would be fatal if it was infected.

Qiao Yun responded obediently: "It's on the shelf."

Li Hanzhou opened the medicine box, rummaged through it but didn't find a bandage, so he simply took out the spray to disinfect the wound first, and then wrapped a bandage around Qiao Yun's finger.

Looking at Qiao Yun's beautiful eyes, following his movements, Li Hanzhou tied the bandage into a bowknot in a wicked way.

Qiao Yun looked at the little bow tie very seriously, and sighed in her heart, human beings are so weak, such a little injury has to be covered like this.

After finishing the work, Li Hanzhou put a plate of nice-looking braised pork on the dining table, and tapped the table with his bony fingers.

"Come here and eat."

It's like greeting a kitten.

Then he seemed to see Qiao Yun giving him a blank look.

"...?"

(End of this chapter)