Jia Xitong took out another pill from her pocket and generously handed it to Shang Yanting from the original novel.

"See how good I am to you?"

In the original story, Shang Yanting took the pill, glanced at it, and then ate it with his head tilted back. "If it weren't for the fact that you are somewhat useful, I would have killed you long ago."

Look how cruel those words are!

They always have fighting and killing on their lips.

If she hadn't heard this threat at least three or four times every time she came over, she almost wouldn't have gotten used to it.

"Xiao Shang, would you show me around your little courtyard?"

Jia Xitong looked outside.

Since Shang Yanting in the original novel came to belong to the Qu family, he has changed his residence.

Shang Yanting in the original novel: "It's just a courtyard, what's there to see?"

"Of course I watched it."

Jia Xitong said matter-of-factly, "This is where you live now. You should know what's well-maintained and what's lacking."

Then add what you need, and spend more time in the places you like.

Shang Yanting in the original novel: "I'm not going."

It's just a yard that someone else vacated; it's not my own.

Jia Xitong looked at her eldest son with a smile, "The yard is for others, but life is for yourself. Let's go, Xiao Shang."

Fifteen minutes later

They had already explored most of the courtyard.

In the original story, Shang Yanting walked around the small courtyard with a blank expression. Of course, he didn't want to waste his precious time wandering around aimlessly. But for some inexplicable reason, as if possessed by a ghost, he...

"Hey Xiao Shang, look, this fishpond has dried up."

Jia Xitong squatted down and looked inside. The moss inside was so dry that it cracked and almost turned into seaweed. "Why don't we buy a few small fish to keep in there?"

"Why raise fish? I don't eat them."

eat?

"Why would you eat it? Why don't you keep it? A pond full of colorful koi would be so beautiful."

Shang Yanting shifted his gaze to the distance.

Clearly, he didn't think the koi in the pond could be that beautiful; he had absolutely no romantic sense.

On the other side

Jia Xitong excitedly helped him design the layout of the small courtyard.

"Oh dear, your stone table is covered in moss, don't you know how to clean it?"

"What's this room used for? Oh my god, you've never used it before."

"Where is your bedroom? This blanket looks familiar... It's the one you used in the dorm before..."

The people in front were chattering incessantly, and Shang Yanting, the author of the original work, had never imagined that anyone could be so noisy. Their constant chatter and meddling made him want to kill them more than once.

Why spare the life of such a talkative idiot?

Shang Yanting took a deep breath and stood behind her, his hand, which was already raised, gathering spiritual energy.

"Oh dear, how can a young dragon like you sleep on such a rough blanket? The corner of the blanket is even torn, and the cotton is showing inside."

Jia Xitong, with the heart of an old mother, rambled on and on, "Luckily, I still have the mermaid silk that my friend gave me. It's warm in winter and cool in summer, and it's better than a wall."

At this moment, Jia Xitong had no idea that the small business owner behind her was about to kill her.

She enthusiastically spread the silk gauze on the bed, instantly making the bed and blankets sparkle. This shimmering appearance seemed somewhat out of place in the original story's Shang Yanting's simple room.

Jia Xitong then took out a handful of spirit stones from his talisman.

First, the inferior ones.

Taking advantage of the silence, I changed it to a superior grade.

Dragons, you know.

You can't sleep well without a baby pillow.

Jia Xitong even arranged for Xiao Shang to have one of the pure gold pillows she had specially prepared for her own family. It was a small, square pillow, high on both sides and concave in the middle, and quite heavy.

With this simple arrangement, the bed instantly became magnificent.

"How about it? Want to go upstairs and sleep for a bit?"

Jia Xitong turned around and suddenly met Xiao Shang's eyes, which were filled with the urge to kill his mother.

Jia Xitong: ⊙w⊙! !

"Xiao Shang, what are you trying to do?"

"fine."

In the original story, Shang Yanting's hand twirled in the air, then he pretended to be very unhappy, "What did you do to my bed? The whole bed smells of copper coins, it's vulgar and disgusting!"

If Jia Xitong hadn't known the characteristics of the dragon race and Shang Yanting's temperament, she almost would have believed it.

"Then I'll take it?"

She looked at Shang Yanting, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Take it."

He showed that he didn't like it at all, and his expression became even colder.

Then what?

Then he just stood there without moving.

The two remained locked in this stalemate, staring at each other, and the room remained silent for a very long time…

Jia Xitong inexplicably felt awkward, as if he was waiting for something.

"Oh, just take it."

Jia Xitong said hypocritically, offering him a way out at the opportune moment.

I have a feeling that it would be difficult to end things without giving him a way out.

"snort."

After hearing these words, Shang Yanting turned and left.

"By the way, Xiao Shang, does Treasure Pavilion hold auctions now?"

Jia Xitong suddenly remembered something important, "Are there any islands for sale?"

"What?" Shang Yanting looked at her upon hearing this.

"nothing."

With a touch of wealthy womanly charm, Jia Xitong swept her hair back and said, "I just suddenly wanted to make some investments."

Original author Shang Yanting: "...You have a lot of spirit stones?"

"not much."

Jia Xitong knew the principle of not flaunting wealth in front of children, so she said, "I have about a hundred high-grade spirit stones now."

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