"Don't be in a hurry to release it. Where did it come from?" Sang Luan grabbed one of them by the sleeve.
The man put the item down and said respectfully, "This is what the young master asked us to bring. It's from the secluded courtyard, there's a girl in green."
As if to confirm, she turned her head and looked around, then nodded heavily, "Yes, it's here."
The next moment, he raised his hand and waved, "After you finish delivering this batch, you have to follow me. Bring in all the other things outside."
Sang Luan looked suspicious.
Young Master?
Which young master?
She wanted to ask further, but those people shook their heads in unison.
It took those people half an hour to put everything in place, and then they quickly left.
Sang Luan glanced at the scene.
There are all kinds of categories.
In addition to food and some small items, there are also some jewelry, jade, and clothes and fabrics.
She stared fixedly at a certain box.
If she was not mistaken, these cloths were brocade, worth hundreds of gold, and were truly luxurious items.
Next to the brocade, there are ready-made clothes that seem to be made of brocade.
Directly in front of her were boxes of exquisite pastries.
etc!
As she looked at these, she felt that they looked more and more familiar.
Isn't this what she just glanced at when she came back?
How much financial resources would be needed to buy all of these?
A figure suddenly flashed through Sang Luan's mind.
Could it be him?
She lifted her skirt lightly and quickly returned to the front yard.
She went straight to Ning Chenxing and asked, "Did you send those things?"
Ning Chenxing raised the corner of his mouth slightly and pointed to the pile of things not far away. "You know?"
Sang Luan reached out and patted his forehead, "It really was you who sent it."
She put one hand on her waist and said, "Give me the address and I'll have someone send it back immediately."
Ning Chenxing sighed softly, "But you said these things are for women, so I can't use them. Besides, when I bought them, the store owner said they couldn't be returned or exchanged."
He calmly glanced up at Sang Luan and said, "It's not that I don't want to exchange them, it's just that they won't return them. Now it seems that I have no choice but to trouble the two girls to help use up these things."
This statement is really too far-fetched.
Anyone could see that the person in front of him bought so many things at once, and it was obvious that he did it on purpose.
It wasn't what he said about buying it by accident.
Sang Luan raised her hand slightly, "You..."
Before she finished her words, Ning Chenxing stood up suddenly and said, "I have already drunk my tea today. I will not bother you again next time."
After he finished speaking, before Sang Luan could answer, he looked up and turned away.
Sang Luan scratched her head, trying her best to understand why Ning Chenxing seemed to feel that they had met too late.
Muxiang, who had seen the entire scene, moved silently towards Yupo and reached out to gently pull Yupo's sleeve.
"He is the young master of the Ningyuan Herbal Medicine Shop that I told you about earlier, Ning Chenxing."
Yupo screamed subconsciously.
Sang Luan and Meng Youning looked up at the same time, and Yu Amber covered her mouth tightly.
Sang Luan's mind moved, "Muxiang, you know where Ning Chenxing lives, right?"
Muxiang nodded weakly.
In the following days, Ning Chenxing would have people deliver a large number of items every day.
Either gold, silver, jewelry, or rare items.
Some of them are expensive.
And Sang Luan would have someone deliver the things sent by the other party back to Ningyuan Medicine Shop every day.
But the things she had someone send back the day before would appear in her yard the next day.
Later, Sang Luan simply stopped caring about it.
In response to this, Ning Chenxing became more and more enthusiastic in giving gifts.
Sometimes, he would inadvertently pass by the secluded courtyard when it was almost time for dinner, and by chance he would have his meal with Sang Luan.
Ningyuan Medicinal Herb Shop.
Ning Chenxing held a sachet in his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze fixed on the sachet in his hand.
After spending some time with Miss Sang Luan, he could feel that she at least didn't hate him.
This way, he still has a chance.
Thinking of this, Ning Chenxing couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Lian Shumo, who was sitting opposite him, looked as if he had seen a ghost.
He raised his chin slightly, his jaw drawing a hard arc in the air, "I say, today is the umpteenth time you've smiled at this broken sachet."
He leaned forward and observed Ning Chenxing's face carefully, "Do you have someone you like?"
Ning Chenxing cried out, suddenly clutching the sachet tightly in his hand, raised his eyes and glared at him fiercely, "It's not an ugly sachet."
He placed the sachet on the table solemnly and pointed, "Look, every stitch and thread shows the meticulousness and care of the person who embroidered the sachet."
Lian Shumo looked suspicious, "This is just like a dog crawling. How can you tell I'm being careful?"
Ning Chenxing looked at him coldly.
"Okay, okay, I see, I see, alright." Lian Shumo was very sure that if he didn't change his words, the other party would keep looking at him like this. "When are you going to take me to meet that person? I want to see who it is that has bewitched our Young Master Ning to this extent."
He sighed, "Could it be that the last time you suddenly held the Lantern Festival, you held it just for her?"
Ning Chenxing had a smile on his face, "Fortunately, she's here."
Lian Shumo curled his lips and shook his head, muttering softly, "I've never seen a woman who could embroider a sachet so messily."
The next day.
At the gate of the secluded courtyard.
"When you meet the two girls later, please be careful not to be impolite." Ning Chenxing lowered his head and adjusted his clothes, while advising the people around him, "I'm only bringing you here this time."
Lian Shumo responded nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I won't compete with you for a woman."
A quarter of an hour later.
"Miss Luan, this is the friend I was talking about. He works at Shengjing Silver House. Half of the jewelry I gave you before came from him."
Ning Chenxing spoke in a gentle tone, looking like a handsome young man.
Lian Shumo was secretly amazed.
It's strange, really strange.
"Shu Mo, this is the beautiful and kind-hearted Miss Sang Luan I told you about, Miss Sang."
Lian Shumo looked up and saw that the red lips without makeup looked even more dazzling on that overly delicate little face.
It seemed as if every part of the woman's face was carefully carved by God.
Extremely beautiful.
Lian Shumo's breathing stopped.
He now understood why Ning Chenxing was obsessed with this person.
He glanced calmly at Meng Youning standing beside him.
The pupils suddenly contracted.
In an instant, the people around seemed to disappear automatically.
All he could see was that cold figure with drooping eyebrows and a smile on his lips.
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