The businesswoman counterattack: the prince is obediently pressed by me

Chapter 374 Getting Ready (8)

Shang Mian packed his things, lay on his back on the bed, and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to vomit all the pain of the past few days.

Now that you're home, it's time to prepare for a series of things with peace of mind.

After lying down enough, Shang Jian got up, dug out the four treasures of the study that had not been used for a long time, and called Cuiyu to grind ink for her.

The familiar fragrance of ink lingers in his nose, and Shang Zong sighs, as if returning to Yun'er to pick up a pen, she grinds ink for him, and the two look at each other and smile.

"Miss, the ink is dripping on the paper."

A large drop of ink smeared on the paper, with a strange beauty, the ink slowly penetrated into the paper, spread out, forming a large circle, and there was ink splashed out when the ink was dropped on the periphery.

Shang Yan looked at the drop of ink back to his senses, and murmured: "Once the white paper is stained by a drop of ink, it loses its own meaning. It's like a big stain in life, and you can talk about it wherever you go. In fact, others I always like to talk about other people’s mistakes, but it’s because other people’s mistakes are made by others. When I talk about other people, I imply in my heart that I am not that kind of person.”

"There is no difference between good and bad. Heh."

"Miss?" Cuiyu couldn't understand what Shang Bian said, and stared blankly at her.

"It's okay." Shang Yan crumpled the ball of paper and threw it on the ground, as if what she threw was what she did in the past few days. She didn't define whether it was wrong or right, so it's better to let go of everything now and do things with peace of mind.

Shang Yan picked up his pen and began to write slowly, as if nothing that just happened had ever happened.

After about two sticks of incense, Shang Jian made the last stroke of his pen, and the stroke was over.

Cuiyu looked at the front, back and back of the three sheets of paper, which were filled with dense writing, and she clicked her tongue in her heart, Miss is so amazing.

"The handwriting is really getting uglier." Shang Yan blew on the paper a few times, looking at his own handwriting, he thought of Yun'er's beautiful handwriting again, "Sure enough, Yun'er's is the prettiest."

Hearing this, Cuiyu couldn't help but said: "Miss, I don't understand you. You said you don't like Mr. Yun, why do you keep mentioning Mr. Yun? You said you don't want Mr. Yun anymore, so why do you always have a face like that?" Reluctant, wronged?"

Cuiyu is not worth it for Mr. Yun, but for her own lady, not to mention being seriously injured, and even vomiting blood from anger, and she is still unconscious.Don't talk about this matter, since Mr. Yun helped Miss so much in the past, there is hard work without credit, and Miss just vomited blood in anger.

"..." Shang Min couldn't say, whether Yun'er lied to her was really that important to let her give up Yun'er, but a prince was willing to enter her brothel to advise her, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that there was something behind it, wasn't it? It's such a simple scam.

Shang Yan is neither stupid nor stupid, she knows that Yun'er can never be that simple.

"Cuiyu, send these three pieces of paper to Feng Nie." Shang Jian handed the paper to Cuiyu.

Seeing that Shang Mian was unwilling to answer, Cuiyu lost her strength for a moment. She glanced at Shang Mian resentfully, and finally shook her head in disappointment.

Seeing Cuiyu's appearance, Shang Yan laughed a few times, "Go and deliver the letter for me."

Cuiyu bowed her head dejectedly, took the paper and went out, not caring how complicated the eyes of Shang Li behind her were.

Sigh, what should she do about Yun'er?
Once today is over, it has been four days, and she hasn't seen each other, and she has heard all about Yun'er.Yun'er, you must get better soon.

Shang Bian was very worried, but he didn't dare to let others know.

(End of this chapter)