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Chapter 232 If It Was Me, I Would Definitely Love You
Xie Yuan softened his voice, "Mianmian."

It was clearly acting like a baby.

Song Mianmian's heart softened suddenly, and she coughed twice, "Seal my mouth with my money, you manipulative capitalist will cry after seeing it."

Xie Yuan:? ? ?
"What is a capitalist?"

Song Mianmian paused, "It's not important, anyway."

"I only have five taels of silver and 39 copper coins." Xie Yuan said that there is still some money, and he looked at Song Mianmian very seriously, "Can you pay these first? I will pay you next month when you send the money."

Song Mianmian immediately gave Xie Yuan a high look, good guy, his consciousness is advanced.

Things like installment payments are self-taught.

It's a pity that such a person doesn't do business, but Song Mianmian still looked at him in surprise, "A Yuan, have you thought about something?"

"Ok?"

"Your money is my money." Song Mianmian lightly tapped his chest with her fingers, and then pointed back at herself.

Xie Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, paused for a moment and said, "Then I am yours too."

Song Mianmian's face flushed immediately, she was right to say that, but it seemed strange to say it like this.

He was serious, his voice was cold, and he was obviously flirting, but he said it very formally.

Song Mianmian turned around and left.

Xie Yuan looked at her somewhat arrogant back, the corners of his lips raised slightly, his eyes were full of smiles, but he also took steps to keep up.

After catching up with the little girl within a few steps, the embarrassment before was swept away, leaving only joy.

the other side.

Naturally, it is impossible for Mu Qinglang to condescend to go to Xie's house in person, just as she said, if she hadn't been stubborn, she didn't have to be Xie Yuan.

The store that went to Xie's house to send fabric patterns had a beautiful red color that was not sent, so I invited Zhu Yuzhi to the store to see for myself.

As soon as Zhu Yuzhi arrived, the store brought tea and snacks with a very enthusiastic attitude.

She had just sat down for a while when Mu Qinglang walked in from the door of the store. She was dressed in a purple dress, which made her look graceful and luxurious, and she looked like she was not an ordinary girl.

As soon as she came in, the maid behind her whispered something in her ear, she immediately raised her eyes to look at Zhu Yuzhi, and then walked over with a smile.

"Auntie, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Zhu Yuzhi looked up in a daze, and looked up at the person in front of her in a daze, "You are?" She wanted to say, does she know this girl?
Mu Qinglang's expression was awkward for a moment, but it soon returned to normal. She parted the corners of her lips and smiled slightly, and said, "Auntie, you may not know me, but I do know you. I am Xie Yuan's Friends, you can just call me Qinglang."

Zhu Yuzhi was even more confused.

But at this moment, the store next to her said to her: "Mrs. Xie, this is the prostitute of Anping Houye's family."

Zhu Yuzhi nodded hesitantly, but his big eyes were still full of doubts.Obviously she hasn't figured out the situation yet, even after introducing the girl in front of her as Xie Yuan's friend, she felt a little displeased.

Xie Yuan is a man with a wife, why does he want to be friends with other girls?Is there no man in the world to have sex with?
She will have to question her when she goes back.

If it is Mianmian's friends, she can still understand. She likes girls from the Qi family and girls from the Zhou family.

But this one in front of me...

She really can't like it.

Several people talked, but Zhu Yuzhi didn't reply. Mu Qinglang felt a little embarrassed, cleared his voice, and said, "Auntie, are you here to choose a wedding dress for Miss Song?"

"Miss Song is really ignorant, and such a thing troubles you." Since Mu Qinglang came here, he naturally asked about Zhu Yuzhi's purpose, "Miss Song is just an orphan, but Xie Yuan is the number one scholar. The door marriage is her admiration."

As Mu Qinglang said, seeing Zhu Yuzhi's face getting more and more ugly, she was overjoyed, she hit the point!
Or what her mother said was right, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in this world are at odds with each other.

Mu Qinglang became even more interested, and continued: "Auntie, although Miss Song is good-looking, she has a really bad temper. I have always felt that she is not good enough for Xie Yuan."

"Mr. Xie is handsome and knowledgeable. Naturally, he should be matched with a better woman. Not someone like Song Mianmian who doesn't know how to love Auntie. If I can be lucky enough to be a family with Auntie, I will definitely miss Auntie's hard work." .”

Zhu Yuzhi frowned, "Girl, I think you look good, why do you speak so badly?"

Mu Qinglang:? ? ?
Zhu Yuzhi stood up, "I know better than you what kind of people Mianmian is in my family. You don't need to be an outsider here to make irresponsible remarks! As for what you said about the family being different, my wife is not so lucky."

She was almost killed by this anger, and still be a family?

What do you think.

"I've never seen a girl like you, telling others right and wrong face to face." The more Zhu Yuzhi thought about it, the angrier she became, and her words became more impolite.

"I don't care what your thoughts are. My wife is a rough person from the countryside. I will tell you the truth: as long as I live, my Xie Yuan's wife can only be Song Mianmian. I don't recognize anyone else as my wife except her!"

After speaking, Zhu Yuzhi turned around and left without staying for a moment.

boom! ! !
As soon as Zhu Yuzhi left the store, Mu Qinglang smashed everything in the store with his back foot.

pissed her off.

How dare this damned old woman humiliate her like this.

Her chest was violently bullied, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and everyone beside her, including the maid, dared not show their anger, for fear of being implicated.

After a while, Mu Qinglang said in a cold voice: "If a word about today's incident gets out, you will all die!"

Everyone kept saying yes.

Zhu Yuzhi returned to Xie's house in a huff, and as soon as she got to the door, she saw Xie Yuan and Song Mianmian coming side by side. The two seemed to be talking in a low voice, with a bright smile on Mianmian's face.

The sunset is behind the two of them, the beauty is astonishing.

But Mianmian was smiling, but Xie Yuan wasn't.

"Ah Yuan, come here!" Zhu Yuzhi shouted angrily, and suddenly being called, Xie Yuan raised his eyes in surprise, but still strode over, "Mother."

"Do you know someone named Qinglang?" Zhu Yuzhi asked.

Xie Yuan was confused, and immediately shook his head, "I don't know."

"Then a person approached me today, said he was your friend, and told me a lot of inexplicable things. He called himself Qinglang."

Xie Yuan is even more innocent. He has an extraordinary memory and is extremely sure that no one he knows has that name.

While the mother and son were looking at each other, Song Mianmian asked tentatively, "Is there a possibility that it is Mu Qinglang?"

"Marquis of Anping?" Xie Yuan frowned.

"Ah, yes, yes." Zhu Yuzhi nodded again and again, "What do you mean she is the prostitute of Anping Hou Mansion, that is your friend?"

"No!" Xie Yuan denied firmly, "Mother, I don't even remember her name."

(End of this chapter)