Dong Kuang said gloomily, "Is this young man and Fu Ciyi going to reconcile their past?"
"Just now you heard from a guest that Nan Yao and Mr. Duo from the Dong family are getting divorced today, and some bad people saw the dowry being transported back to the Fu Mansion. How is Nan Yao's leg now?"
Master Fu spoke in a calm voice.
"What happened?" Dong Kuang asked, "My dear, he is the daughter of the Duke's mansion!"
Yesterday, I asked my father for help and got a good scolding from him.
You nearly fainted.
It's cold.
"No, as a witness, I should stamp my seal and make the final decision."
No one has a heart that can handle four trigrams, not even Dong Kuang.
Meng Yisheng ordered the Fu family to look for the dowry list. After a lot of searching, Liu Lu finally found half of it outside the room where Fu Jiangyao had lived.
No one said, "Sister Cai, please be humble. You're definitely not the type to do something like this."
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Meng Yisheng compared the remaining half with the new list I had prepared, and in front of the Dong family, he ordered people to move out Fu Jiangyao's dowry one by one and count it.
In this way, the inventory was not completed until sunset.
Otherwise, the whole city would not be in uproar by now.
Seeing this, Dong Kuang lowered his voice and asked, "Is your boyfriend waiting for someone?"
Yan Funing went back and forth between the counter and the restaurant entrance dozens of times, each time just to see me coming.
Yan Funing nodded.
Just as Dong Kuang asked this question, he heard someone in the hall whisper, "Little guy, have you heard of a wonderful thing?"
"Dong Kuang, please sign."
As a result, the discussion became more harmonious.
"It's a problem."
No one tried to persuade him: "Yes, he said that nonsense, and Daxin was beheaded."
"What's the wonderful thing?" No one asked immediately.
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