One day, Su Luo transmigrated and became the mother of two children. Not only was she mentally deficient, but she was also a widow. The family was destitute, living in an abandoned tile kiln by the...
"Yes, young master."
Whatever you say, young master.
Anyway, Ah Xu couldn't understand why Su Niangzi was being deliberately teased like this.
When they arrived at Fumanlou, it didn't seem like anything had happened.
On the third floor, Nangong Qing sat leisurely at the table, calmly brewing the tea on the table.
As soon as Su Luo arrived at the door, she smelled the aroma of tea filling the room.
"Nangong Qing, why didn't you give me last month's account book?"
Nangong Qing gently raised his handsome eyes, a captivating smile playing on his lips.
"You're here. Sit down first, have some tea, and then we can talk about the accounts."
Walking slowly to the desk, Su Luo inadvertently noticed a rabbit lantern on Nangong Qing's desk.
Isn't this the lantern I gave him on the Lantern Festival?
After all this time, he still kept it and placed it on his desk, where it was easily accessible.
"Tell me, what exactly happened?"
Su Luo's light blue dress made her skin glow even more. Disliking rouge and powder, she always had a faint medicinal fragrance on her.
Despite her aloof demeanor, she possesses an irresistible allure that draws people to her.
"There's a minor issue with the ledger, but it's nothing serious, don't worry."
How can a problem with the books be a minor issue? For any business, the books are the most important thing.
“As a partner, I have the right to know what’s going on.”
Just as Su Luo finished speaking, A Xu came up to report that he had given instructions on what the young master had just asked him to do.
He felt a little smug as he watched Su Luo relentlessly press the young master.
See? There was nothing wrong, but he had to play a prank on Lady Su. Let's see how you cover it up, hehe...
"Young master, I have already taken care of things downstairs."
"Um!"
Nangong Qing was about to tell Axu to call him down after he had finished his business.
But when he turned his head, he saw that Ah Xu had a look of amusement on his face.
That's right, he just wanted to see Su Luo and be alone with her, which is why he didn't send the account book to Changping Village.
He was eagerly waiting for Su Luo to come to him, but he hadn't figured out what excuse he could use to get rid of the account book issue.
“Su Luo, this is a long story, but it’s all A Xu’s fault.”
Seeing that the two of them were staring straight at him, Ah Xu widened his eyes and pointed to his forehead.
"I……?"
This...this...
What does this have to do with him? Why drag him down with the young master's lies?
"This...this...I...I can explain, I..."
He blinked his narrow eyes, still holding the long sword at his waist, and remained speechless for a long time.
In all my years of life and in all the fights I've been through, I've never felt so embarrassed as I am today.
“Su Luo, A Xu didn’t do it on purpose. He was just afraid you would make him recalculate the accounts, so he didn’t want us to tell you.”
"Ah Xu, what exactly happened?"
Su Luo asked him how he knew the account book was hidden by the young master. Could he really say that? He couldn't?
If he tells the truth, the young master will surely eat him alive afterwards.
"This...this..."
"Ah Xu, let me explain this."
Nangong Qing changed the subject, and Axu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Su Luo, it's like this, I asked A Xu to send you the account book the day before yesterday, but who knew that it would be robbed."
Having robbed an old man of his belongings, Ah Xu couldn't just stand by and watch him die. So, he accidentally dropped the account book into the river, where it was swept away. It can't all be blamed on him.”
What did Ah Xu hear? This is allowed?
The young master's lying skills have become increasingly refined; he can casually recount a story of his heroic act.
Su Luo looked at A Xu with a skeptical expression: "Really?"
"Mmm..."
It's foolish not to admit it when you have an excuse.
"As you know, Madam Su, I hate doing accounts the most, so I had the manager check and make another account book for February."
That's why the account books weren't sent to your residence.
Forget it, it will take at least two more days for the shopkeeper to check and calculate, and she doesn't have time to wait.
The matter of going to Anchangzhou and several nearby counties to find agents to sell Baicao Oil can no longer be delayed.
"Ah Xu, go and get the purchasing records from the shopkeeper for me. I'll calculate it myself."
Ah Xu glanced at Nangong Qing, and seeing that the young master didn't speak, he went down to find these things.
"Su Luo, are you hungry?"
It's only afternoon now; I just had lunch.
I'm not hungry!
"So what have you been doing at Ji'an Hall lately? I've asked you to come to Fumanlou several times, but you haven't come."
"There's been a bit of trouble with Baicao Oil, so Dr. Du and I are both quite busy."
Nangong Qing kept trying to find a topic to talk about with Su Luo, but Su Luo's mind was full of accounts.
When Ah Xu went to get these things from the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper was also confused. Hadn't he already calculated the accounts? Why did he need to calculate them again? Was there something wrong with his calculations?
Ah Xu didn't say anything else, but warned the people at Fu Man Lou that if Su Luo asked, they should say they knew nothing.
He handed over all the purchase records and income to Su Luo.
Su Luo immediately started calculating, and A Xu, not wanting to be dragged into it, quickly withdrew.
"Let's calculate it together, that will be faster."
Su Luo had no objection to Nangong Qing's words, and the two walked to the desk and sat down.
The rabbit lantern on the table was blocking her way, so Su Luo picked it up with one hand, intending to put it behind her.
"Be careful not to break it..."
Nangong Qing took the rabbit lantern with a pained expression.
Seeing his protective manner, Su Luo assumed that the lamp was made by a famous craftsman, which was why Nangong Qing cared so much about it.
"Do you really like this lamp that much?" Su Luo asked casually.
Nangong Qing carried Su Luo on his back and hung up the rabbit lantern.
Behind Su Luo's back, where she couldn't see, he gently stroked Deng Bing with his fingers, his voice low and tense.
"I like it, I can't help liking it..."
It was just a lamp, and Su Luo didn't think much of it.
The important thing is to get the accounts settled.
Seeing that Su Luo had no reaction to his words, Nangong Qing lowered his head and mocked himself.
He sat down opposite Su Luo, who had already left the counter revenue for him to calculate.
After remaining silent for a while with his head down, Nangong Qing murmured something.
"Luo Luo, may I call you that?"
Su Luo's light glance made Nangong Qingxin's heart leap into her throat.
"casual!"
It doesn't matter how you address her among friends.
But Nangong Qing didn't think so; calling him by his full name felt too formal.
The name "Luo Luo" suggests that their relationship has taken another step forward.
Before his joy had faded, he called out several times, "Luo Luo, Luo Luo..."
Su Luo tapped the table with her pen: "Settle the accounts properly..."
"Okay!"
Nangong Qing smiled broadly; the joy Su Luo gave her was special.
He only experienced this strange feeling when he saw Su Luo.
The monthly bills are neither a lot nor a little.
It's a bit troublesome to calculate all the little things.