Chapter 141 Planning for a Marriage ([-])

He simply didn't know how to say this. Although he had done a lot of psychological construction to come here, but facing the murderer who killed his sister at this moment, he was stunned and couldn't say anything.

"Huh? What are you here for?"

Situ Yawei leaned forward with a face full of curiosity, and also took a curious look at the things carried by the attendants behind: "What are these things, let me have a look? These are luxurious clothes, and these are gold and silver jewelry , and women's rouge powder, tsk tsk, it seems to be produced by the first village."

Every time Situ Yawei said something, Nalan Zhiyuan's expression turned ugly.

Even if he didn't say anything at this time, I'm afraid the people present would have guessed seven or eight points.

"Silk silk and satin, luxurious clothes, gold and silver jewelry, and women's rouge and gouache? I said that the Nalan family really came to give Nalan Tingxue a gift?"

"I looked at it in the morning and thought it was like, you didn't see those Nalan family members coming with things. I thought they were here to seek revenge, but they were here to give gifts."

"Miss Nalan's family was killed, but the Nalan's family came to give gifts. It was the order of the elder. I must not have misunderstood."

"I don't know if you heard me right, but I think my brain is not enough."

"This Mr. Nalan is Nalan Yufei's own younger brother, it's the first time I've seen him giving a gift to an enemy."

These things are obviously for women, and Nalan Zhiyuan came to find Nalan Tingxue again, what is this not to give Tingxue a gift?
Situ Yawei said in surprise, "Zhiyuan, I didn't expect that you really came to give gifts."

gift giving!
Nalan Zhiyuan really wanted to deny it, but he couldn't even deny his own things.

"Take it yourself, the things that the Great Elder wants to give you, don't think that I will spare you." Nalan Zhiyuan's face was tense and tense, and he waved people to put the things down.

Nalan Tingxue raised her brows lightly, and swept towards the things lying on the ground: "Throw things far away, don't block the way!"

Nalan Zhiyuan, who was already full of anger, grabbed a rouge box and slammed it on the ground.

"Snapped!"

There was the crisp sound of porcelain shattering, and the red rouge scattered all over the floor.

"Nalan Tingxue, you think I want to come and deliver things to you. You killed my sister and I wish I could kill you right now. What kind of airs are you, a stinky girl from different families, giving me. These things are in Yangzhou It was sent for the dean’s sake, you think it’s really for you, you’re dreaming!”

Nalan Zhiyuan waited at the door for a whole day, and was discussed by others for a whole day. He was already full of anger, and now the young master's temper has exploded.

He is the second son of the Nalan family, when has he ever received such treatment.

Anyone who sees him is not respectful, and it is a great favor for him to say a word. When has he suffered from being treated like a monkey today?

Tingxue chuckled lightly: "It turns out that they really came to give me gifts, but what kind of rags are these? Could it be that the Nalan family is going to decline, so I'm ashamed to take out this little thing. I feel ashamed to see it."

These are all things used by ordinary boudoir girls. When she is an ignorant woman or a young and innocent milk doll?
Nalan Zhiyuan stared.

This woman of feelings is still here to dislike things that are not good enough, she has such a big appetite, does she really think that she can do whatever she wants with Dean Youyang's love and support!

(End of this chapter)

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