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The housekeeper accompanied the smiling face: "young commander is busy, please forgive me."
Chu Yunyao is pinching the embroidery needle to embroider the purse. When she hears the words, she accidentally pokes her fingertips and produces a round little blood bead.
Chu Yunyao threw away the embroidery needle and went to the window. Looking at the food that was moved into the backyard by the servant, she asked casually: "did the young commander go to Lanlou last night?"
"Er". The housekeeper's eyes were rolling, "I don't know."
"That's it." Chu Yunyao's zhengse road.
As long as it is related to Mo Lingyuan, there are several things that can escape the eye of the old housekeeper.
The old man has long been cultivating himself.
The housekeeper was afraid of Chu Yunyao's misunderstanding. He explained in a hurry: "I've been there. Mr. Mu went with me. After a while, I came out of LAN Lou."
"Did Mu Qing go, too?" Chu Yunyao didn't believe it.
"Yes, the young commander was a bit drunk at that time..." the housekeeper didn't know how to make Chu Yunyao believe in himself. "If you don't believe it, you can ask Mr. mu."
Chu Yunyao nodded: "I see."
Seeing this, the housekeeper pulled bao'er aside and asked quietly, "what's the meaning of this, young lady? What do you understand?"
Bao'er snorted and wrung Pangpang Pang's arm from the housekeeper. He said angrily: "you are full of lies. Our young lady will not believe you if you say it or not.
How many times have you been drunk?
When he left yunlaige last night, the young commander was still in good condition. If you want to tell a lie, you have to think of a convincing excuse... "
housekeeper:...
bao'er pushed the housekeeper out of the door:" we yunlaige can afford these things. In a week's time, let the young commander come and take the purse. "
Bao'er angrily went back to his bedroom: "I'm so angry. The young commander was fine last night. He went back to the mansion of the young commander and went to Lanlou. He didn't come here this morning. How unreasonable."
For seven days in a row, Mo Lingyuan seemed to disappear out of thin air, and did not step into Yunlai Pavilion.
Bao'er is sulking in silence.
Chu Yunyao seems to have no trouble. These days, she is sitting in her boudoir, seriously embroidering her purse, and has developed a simple version of sanitary napkin. She plans to mass produce it first, and then sell it after opening.
The abandoned factory of Wen's family has been reused. Wen Tingyun has a natural keen sense of management and business, and the supply of goods is well prepared.
Chu Yunyao occasionally disguises herself as yunche and goes to eat and chat with Nan Yan. She bears the guilt and the condemnation of her conscience. Seeing that Nan Yan's state becomes clearer day by day, she feels more uneasy.
On the seventh day, Mo Lingyuan finally appeared.
Chu Yunyao gives him his wrinkled purse.
Mo Lingyuan:....
Mo Lingyuan spread out in his palm, frowned and looked for a while, and asked uncertainly, "are you sure this is the purse?"
Chu Yunyao nodded her head firmly: "if you can hold things, of course it's the purse."
The pattern of the crooked stitch is very simple. Mo Lingyuan distinguishes it for a long time and asks, "why do you want to embroider a black chicken that is eating grass for me?"
Chu Yunyao corrected: "it's not a black chicken. It's a swallow with a green leaf in its mouth."
Mo Lingyuan: ---
there are so many plump swallows in the world. I'm afraid they can only dig in the grass like local chickens.
Chu Yunyao saw that Mo Lingyuan's face was not generally ugly. She reached for it and said, "don't like it. Give it back to me. I've already said that I'm not good at sewing."
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The housekeeper accompanied the smiling face: "young commander is busy, please forgive me."
Chu Yunyao is pinching the embroidery needle to embroider the purse. When she hears the words, she accidentally pokes her fingertips and produces a round little blood bead.
Chu Yunyao threw away the embroidery needle and went to the window. Looking at the food that was moved into the backyard by the servant, she asked casually: "did the young commander go to Lanlou last night?"
"Er". The housekeeper's eyes were rolling, "I don't know."
"That's it." Chu Yunyao's zhengse road.
As long as it is related to Mo Lingyuan, there are several things that can escape the eye of the old housekeeper.
The old man has long been cultivating himself.
The housekeeper was afraid of Chu Yunyao's misunderstanding. He explained in a hurry: "I've been there. Mr. Mu went with me. After a while, I came out of LAN Lou."
"Did Mu Qing go, too?" Chu Yunyao didn't believe it.
"Yes, the young commander was a bit drunk at that time..." the housekeeper didn't know how to make Chu Yunyao believe in himself. "If you don't believe it, you can ask Mr. mu."
Chu Yunyao nodded: "I see."
Seeing this, the housekeeper pulled bao'er aside and asked quietly, "what's the meaning of this, young lady? What do you understand?"
Bao'er snorted and wrung Pangpang Pang's arm from the housekeeper. He said angrily: "you are full of lies. Our young lady will not believe you if you say it or not.
How many times have you been drunk?
When he left yunlaige last night, the young commander was still in good condition. If you want to tell a lie, you have to think of a convincing excuse... "
housekeeper:...
bao'er pushed the housekeeper out of the door:" we yunlaige can afford these things. In a week's time, let the young commander come and take the purse. "
Bao'er angrily went back to his bedroom: "I'm so angry. The young commander was fine last night. He went back to the mansion of the young commander and went to Lanlou. He didn't come here this morning. How unreasonable."
For seven days in a row, Mo Lingyuan seemed to disappear out of thin air, and did not step into Yunlai Pavilion.
Bao'er is sulking in silence.
Chu Yunyao seems to have no trouble. These days, she is sitting in her boudoir, seriously embroidering her purse, and has developed a simple version of sanitary napkin. She plans to mass produce it first, and then sell it after opening.
The abandoned factory of Wen's family has been reused. Wen Tingyun has a natural keen sense of management and business, and the supply of goods is well prepared.
Chu Yunyao occasionally disguises herself as yunche and goes to eat and chat with Nan Yan. She bears the guilt and the condemnation of her conscience. Seeing that Nan Yan's state becomes clearer day by day, she feels more uneasy.
On the seventh day, Mo Lingyuan finally appeared.
Chu Yunyao gives him his wrinkled purse.
Mo Lingyuan:....
Mo Lingyuan spread out in his palm, frowned and looked for a while, and asked uncertainly, "are you sure this is the purse?"
Chu Yunyao nodded her head firmly: "if you can hold things, of course it's the purse."
The pattern of the crooked stitch is very simple. Mo Lingyuan distinguishes it for a long time and asks, "why do you want to embroider a black chicken that is eating grass for me?"
Chu Yunyao corrected: "it's not a black chicken. It's a swallow with a green leaf in its mouth."
Mo Lingyuan: ---
there are so many plump swallows in the world. I'm afraid they can only dig in the grass like local chickens.
Chu Yunyao saw that Mo Lingyuan's face was not generally ugly. She reached for it and said, "don't like it. Give it back to me. I've already said that I'm not good at sewing."
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The housekeeper accompanied the smiling face: "young commander is busy, please forgive me." Chu Yunyao is pinching the embroidery needle to embroider the purse. When she hears the words, she accidentally pokes her fingertips and produces a round little blood bead. Chu Yunyao threw away the embroidery needle and went to the window. Looking at the food that was moved into the backyard by the servant, she asked casually: "did the young commander go to Lanlou last night?" "Er". The housekeeper's eyes were rolling, "I don't know." "That's it." Chu Yunyao's zhengse road. As long as it is related to Mo Lingyuan, there are several things that can escape the eye of the old housekeeper. The old man has long been cultivating himself. The housekeeper was afraid of Chu Yunyao's misunderstanding. He explained in a hurry: "I've been there. Mr. Mu went with me. After a while, I came out of LAN Lou." "Did Mu Qing go, too?" Chu Yunyao didn't believe it. "Yes, the young commander was a bit drunk at that time..." the housekeeper didn't know how to make Chu Yunyao believe in himself. "If you don't believe it, you can ask Mr. mu." Chu Yunyao nodded: "I see." Seeing this, the housekeeper pulled bao'er aside and asked quietly, "what's the meaning of this, young lady? What do you understand?" Bao'er snorted and wrung Pangpang Pang's arm from the housekeeper. He said angrily: "you are full of lies. Our young lady will not believe you if you say it or not. How many times have you been drunk? When he left yunlaige last night, the young commander was still in good condition. If you want to tell a lie, you have to think of a convincing excuse... "housekeeper:... bao'er pushed the housekeeper out of the door:" we yunlaige can afford these things. In a week's time, let the young commander come and take the purse. " Bao'er angrily went back to his bedroom: "I'm so angry. The young commander was fine last night. He went back to the mansion of the young commander and went to Lanlou. He didn't come here this morning. How unreasonable." For seven days in a row, Mo Lingyuan seemed to disappear out of thin air, and did not step into Yunlai Pavilion. Bao'er is sulking in silence. Chu Yunyao seems to have no trouble. These days, she is sitting in her boudoir, seriously embroidering her purse, and has developed a simple version of sanitary napkin. She plans to mass produce it first, and then sell it after opening. The abandoned factory of Wen's family has been reused. Wen Tingyun has a natural keen sense of management and business, and the supply of goods is well prepared. Chu Yunyao occasionally disguises herself as yunche and goes to eat and chat with Nan Yan. She bears the guilt and the condemnation of her conscience. Seeing that Nan Yan's state becomes clearer day by day, she feels more uneasy. On the seventh day, Mo Lingyuan finally appeared. Chu Yunyao gives him his wrinkled purse. Mo Lingyuan:.... Mo Lingyuan spread out in his palm, frowned and looked for a while, and asked uncertainly, "are you sure this is the purse?" Chu Yunyao nodded her head firmly: "if you can hold things, of course it's the purse." The pattern of the crooked stitch is very simple. Mo Lingyuan distinguishes it for a long time and asks, "why do you want to embroider a black chicken that is eating grass for me?" Chu Yunyao corrected: "it's not a black chicken. It's a swallow with a green leaf in its mouth." Mo Lingyuan: --- there are so many plump swallows in the world. I'm afraid they can only dig in the grass like local chickens. Chu Yunyao saw that Mo Lingyuan's face was not generally ugly. She reached for it and said, "don't like it. Give it back to me. I've already said that I'm not good at sewing." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
