Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 80 Buying and Selling (Thirteen)
If you don't know fate, you can't think of yourself as a gentleman; if you don't know etiquette, you can't stand up; if you don't know words, you can't know people!

Men in ancient times have always observed etiquette and restrained themselves with etiquette.

It's not enough to describe his behavior like the one I just did. It's probably more appropriate to be shameless.

No wonder Han Qing is so angry. He is a gentleman, but she is a little girl. The way of a gentleman naturally has nothing to do with her.

But it's very difficult for this rich man to be angry. She can't be really angry, otherwise she will need money later, who can she turn to?

Qiao Yurong quickly caught up with Han Qing and shouted, "Brother Han Qing, wait for me."

Han Qing's speed was extremely fast, and the cold wind blowing on his face couldn't blow away the restlessness in his heart.

damn it!
Qiao Yurong's white, tender and bright face kept swaying in his mind, especially the faint orchid fragrance, as if he smelled of that shameless person all over his body.

But such a shameless person belittled himself, and he didn't want to punish him!

Han Qing's forehead twitched.

I don't know whether to be angry at Qiao Yurong or at myself.

Qiao Yurong followed up panting from behind: "Brother Han Qing, if you are so angry, why don't you vent your anger by beating me?"

Han Qing didn't turn around, he didn't want to talk to Qiao Yurong at all, he felt disgusted even with shameless people.

Seeing that Han Qing ignored him, Qiao Yurong walked in front of him, with a bright smile on her fair and tender face, with a hint of coziness: "Brother Han Qing, don't be angry, my king is wrong, my king It's not because those concubines are mad at you, and your mind is not clear, don't worry, this king will not treat you like this in the future."

As soon as these words came out, Han Qing's face became even darker.

Qiao Yurong stepped forward and tugged at Han Qing's sleeve, comforting him: "Brother Han Qing, you see that this king is so sincere, please forgive me."

Only then did Han Qing take a look at Qiao Yurong.

That white skin that is more moist than jade exudes a faint brilliance, because he is close to him, even the bloodshot eyes on his face can be seen clearly, such a crystal clear person
Why is it so human-faced and animal-hearted?

Han Qing suddenly thought about it, why is he angry, this is a person who looks like a dog, but in fact he doesn't even know shame.

Getting angry with him is completely asking for trouble.

So I figured it out.

Han Qing looked at Qiao Yurong coldly: "My lord's thick-skinned son has really learned his lesson."

Qiao Yurong chuckled: "Brother Han Qing, don't care about with a shameless person like this king."

Oh, I also know that I am shameless.

Sure enough, I was just asking for trouble.

"My lord, I have never seen a person like you. There are so many concubines in your mansion who are disrespectful to you, yet you still manage to entertain them." Han Qing said meaningfully.

Like other aristocratic families, such women have been kicked out of the mansion long ago, and they are allowed to act like monsters in the mansion.

Han Qing's words reminded Qiao Yurong that there are indeed too many concubines in the mansion, and some people just rely on them to eat and drink here. Now that Beidi is so poor, and her palace has cut expenses like this, they accept it calmly. It's time for the women in the palace to deal with it.

"Thank you, Brother Han Qing, this king understands." Qiao Yurong had a look of approval, and instead of being brazen, she became more docile, making her complexion very soft and well-behaved.

(End of this chapter)