Even though my second uncle was a rough and uncouth man, he didn't think too much about his daughter's marriage. The only thing he could do was give her money.
Hearing Mo Lan's reminder, Xiong Yanyan's eyes reddened. Apart from her mother, no one had truly cared about her for a long time.
"My mother said the fewer people who know my background, the better."
Hearing Xiong Yanyan's tone, Mo Lan shook her head, "Then you'll just have to suffer."
Don't they use their brains?
Stupid girl.
While Madam Xiong's concerns were valid, it's hard to say whether raising such a fine daughter to this state is a good thing or a bad thing.
With the matter settled, there was nothing more to talk about with her. Mo Lan stood up, flicked her sleeves, and said, "Alright, you chose this path, so you have to finish it, even if you have to crawl. You'd better take care of yourself."
"Ahem... But seriously, if you can't make it here, Qinglong Village will always be your home." A perfectly good family has been ruined like this, no different from the eccentric children of a divorced family.
"You're leaving..." Xiong Yanyan stood up. Perhaps it was because Hua Molan had given her a dowry, but she felt a strange sense of familiarity when she looked at Hua Molan.
"Why aren't you leaving? Stay for lunch?" She was worried that the woman, who looked so sorrowful, might have indigestion.
Xiong Yanyan looked at Mo Lan, blushing, and asked, "Will you come again in the future?"
"Ha~, you've been bought off with this little bit of stuff?" Mo Lan looked at her, her eyes full of teasing.
"You..." Perhaps her secret had been exposed, Xiong Yanyan's face turned as red as a purplish hue.
"Alright, you came from our Qinglong Village, so we won't mistreat you." Mo Lan thought for a moment, then raised her hand and pinched her brow. "Dongcheng Weilong Escort Agency is mine. If you have any problems that you can't handle, just send a message there, and someone will naturally help you."
"Weilong Escort Agency? You own it?" Xiong Yanyan looked at Mo Lan in disbelief. No wonder she was so generous.
"Let me warn you, leave yourself a way out. If something happens, you won't be all alone. I'll make arrangements with the escort agency so you don't run into trouble."
After saying that, Mo Lan put the small mirror into her hand, "Let's go."
Xiong Yanyan stared blankly as Mo Lan left, sitting there in a daze until Xiangcao pushed open the door and saw the completely transformed lady, her eyes filled with surprise.
"Madam, what's wrong?"
"I'm fine. Go find some reliable people to carry the box, and we'll go back to the manor." Xiong Yanyan stroked the drooping tassels, her eyes filled with joy, as if she had been reassured.
"That girl from just now..."
Before Xiangcao could finish speaking, Xiong Yanyan interrupted her, "Xiangcao, you are my personal maid. Today we are just meeting an old friend, understand?"
As she spoke, she placed the gilded hairpin on the table into Xiangcao's hand, saying, "You followed me from the Song family to the Yuan family after you married into the family, and we haven't received any good gifts. I'm giving this to you as part of your dowry."
"This servant thanks Madam for the gift." Xiangcao looked at the gilded hairpin in her hand, her eyes flashing with excitement, and quickly curtsied to express her gratitude.
"We, master and servant, are of one mind, and things will only get better from now on." Although Hua Molan still seemed arrogant and unrestrained, she was right; she wanted to live a more exciting life.
As for the Weilong Escort Agency, she'll send someone to inquire about it later. If Hua Molan is truly willing to secretly protect her, it would give her much more peace of mind than her mother.
Regardless of the relationship between Xiong Yanyan and her servant, Mo Lan led Han Shuang back to the street. After pondering for a moment, she gave the order directly.
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