Secret agent boss: Su Yan Yantian

Chapter 296
"Hehe! It's hell to find it out! The purse has already been transferred, how can you find it?"

Leng Qing really felt that this young man in brocade clothes was so cute and silly, that so many people were being played around by a thief.

The middle-aged thief knew something bad when he heard it. The woman found the purse he threw out just now, and he turned around and was about to continue running away.

Unexpectedly, before he could take a step, he knelt down on the ground with one leg.

"Hey, who? Who sneaked up on me" he yelled, rubbing the bend of his leg.

Bending down coldly, he picked up the money bag under the seat, tossed it lightly, and landed in the hand of the man in brocade clothes.

"Okay, now the stolen goods have been stolen! The good show has come to a successful conclusion! I, the audience, should also leave the stage!" I clapped my hands coldly, and walked down the hillside.

"Hey, wait a minute!" The man in brocade clothes stopped her, "Well, which mansion are you the wife of, so I can come to thank you some other day!"

The coldness stopped, and without turning around, he just waved his hand at him, "It's a small effort, it's nothing to worry about! There will be a later date!"

The man in brocade clothes stared blankly at the back of Lengqing leaving, and suddenly envied this woman's freedom and ease.

"By the way, did you see how she shot just now?"

It was only then that he remembered that he had stopped the thief coldly with something just now, and before they even noticed, the thief had already knelt down.

"Master, we didn't see it! Her speed was too fast, it was like firing a hidden weapon!" The servants had already begun to worship the coldness, and the speed was enough to make them dumbfounded.

"You idiots, you can't see what you should see! Send this thief to the government! Huh, I'm so mad! A bunch of idiots!"

The man in brocade clothes took the first step angrily, and the remaining servants and the middle-aged thief followed behind.

Just as Situ Lan walked into the backyard, she saw the coldness approaching, "Qing'er, have you seen those flowers behind?"

"Well, it's very beautiful! I didn't expect that there would be people planting these bright flowers in this quiet place!"

"Mrs. Xi, these flowers were donated by our wife to the temple!" The little maid following Situ Lan couldn't help but interjected.

"Oh? So that's the case! I mean, I didn't see any female monks in the temple just now, so why did you think of planting these flowers?"

Unexpectedly, Situ Lan is a regular customer here, and it seems that she often donates to this place.

"I also used to come here every time. After chanting sutras, I would go to the hillside in the backyard. I suddenly had a whim that day, and I thought it would be good to plant some flowers. That's why I asked my elder brother to buy some seeds and donate them. Seeing you Like it, I'm really happy! Hehe!"

Situ Lan's pure thoughts are now on Leng Qing, every move, every word and deed of Leng Qing, even every look and expression are concerned about her heart.

"Well, it's really beautiful! It adds a bit of vitality to this solemn temple!" Praise was not stingy.

"By the way, Qing'er, I came here to ask you to ask for a lottery together! A lot of things have happened recently, and I still feel a little uneasy. Especially after seeing you, I always feel like I'm dreaming I'm afraid that one day, you will disappear from my life again!"

(End of this chapter)