High-priced businesswoman: Princess does not compete for favor

Chapter 292 The Old Man in the Cave 3
Seeing the flattering expression on the old man's face, Qing Qingcheng was flustered by a gust of wind, "Senior, you usually eat these things."

"Old man, I'm not lazy, I don't want to move."

The corner of Yan Qingcheng's mouth twitched, "I think you don't know how to cook."

"You, me, who said that the old man can't cook."

Yan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You have been pretended, the more you pretend, the more you will reveal."

The old man was speechless. He realized that he couldn't speak to the ghost girl in front of him. "Then make me a meal."

"It's okay to let this girl cook, but you can't eat for nothing, right?"

"Little girl, is it really okay to be so smart at such a young age?"

Murong Xianchen said with a smile, "Senior, if you are still outside, you must know the power of Qingcheng."

"Oh, baby, tell me." The old man became more interested when he heard Murong Xianchen's words.

But when Murong Xianchen heard the old man's words 'little baby', he was really unsteady and almost fell to the ground.

"Ahem, senior, we all have names, not Xiaowa."

The old man blinked his eyes and said, "I am old and my memory is not good, let's talk about it later."

The corner of Murong Xianchen's mouth twitched, and he continued, "Qingcheng is not only shrewd, but also very shrewd. After all, his family is also a big chamber of commerce with a wealth of four countries."

Hearing Murong Xianchen's words, the old man turned his face to look at Qing Qingcheng, "No wonder the little girl is so young to please her."

Yan Qingcheng gave the old man a blank look, "Senior, you don't have any treasures for me, you are here deliberately to curry favor with me."

"Oh, you ghost girl, who said that the old man doesn't have any good things here."

As the old man said, he took out a pitch-black ring with intricate patterns engraved on it and put it in his palm.

"Senior, this is the good thing you said."

"Yes, this is a treasure passed down from generation to generation in our family. I heard from the old man's grandparents that our family originated from a hidden family and was good at witchcraft. Witch power."

Yan Qingcheng took the ring, pinched two fingers to look left and right, Baili Cangyue and Nan Fenglan also moved over to look at the ring in Yan Qingcheng's hand.

They haven't heard of any family of witchcraft either.

Yan Qingcheng turned his head to look at the old man, "Senior, there really is witch power, it can't be used to deceive people."

Although Qing Qingcheng said so, she agreed with the old man's words in her heart, because she looked at this ring with an inexplicable feeling. Simply put, Qing Qingcheng believed that this pitch-black ring possessed some kind of power of.

"You little girl, really, you still doubt me, the old man. The old man gave you the heirloom because he saw that he was destined for you. If you still dislike it, return it to me."

"No, senior, you are too stingy, how can you take back what you gave away?"

As Fu Qingcheng said, he quickly put the black ring on his finger with one hand.

"Little girl, it's wrong to pretend to be good when you get it cheap."

"Old man, I've already worn this ring on my finger, so it's mine. It's a big deal. I'll make you a few more delicious meals before you ascend to immortality."

"Well, since the little girl said so, the old man will not return the ring."

"Hee hee." Yan Qingcheng grinned triumphantly.

"Cheng'er, that ring seems to automatically change in size according to your finger."

The old man glanced at Baili Cangyue, this kid's observation ability is really not bad, he found out without telling them.

"It seems to be oh. When I held it in my hand just now, it seemed that the number of circles was relatively large."

The few people around nodded their heads one after another, indicating that it seemed so.

(End of this chapter)