It was noon at this moment, and there were only a dozen people in Tianxiang Tower talking in low voices. At first glance, it seemed a little deserted.
In order not to attract attention, Sang Luan wore a veil today.
She raised her foot and walked straight upstairs.
In private room number one.
Sang Luan took off her veil and put it aside, then pulled off the gauze covering her neck, leaned back, and sat down next to Meng Youning in the blink of an eye.
She put her bag on the table with a smile, then reached out and gently poked Meng Youning's arm.
Meng Youning was half leaning against the side with her eyes closed, resting. She had no makeup on her face, and her small face, the size of a palm, showed a sickly paleness.
But despite this, it couldn't hide her stunning appearance at all.
Every move he makes is as if the person in the painting is alive.
As soon as she heard the noise coming from the private room, Meng Youning slowly opened her eyes.
Those clear eyes blinked, and their gaze inadvertently swept across Sang Luan's neck and fell on her wrist.
There is a noticeable red mark.
Meng Youning quickly sat up straight, pulled Sang Luan over, lowered his eyes and looked at her carefully, "What's wrong with your injury?"
Sang Luan's face suddenly fell, and she hung her head. "This is a cruel novel, Feng Hengzhi is simply out of his mind."
"Was all this done by Feng Hengzhi?" Meng Youning's beautiful eyes widened slightly.
Sang Luan nodded and pulled her hand back. "But it's not a big deal. I even received compensation for mental damages because of this. Besides, he was injured, so I didn't suffer a big loss."
She opened the bundle on the table, tiny stars twinkling in her pupils, "Look, there are so many."
A hint of pity flashed across Meng Youning's eyes, and without even glancing at the bundle on the table, she asked, "Because of Bai Yueguang?"
"Yeah, besides her, who else could make Feng Hengzhi and Qi Ran go crazy instantly?"
Sang Luansheng hugged Meng Youning with despair, buried his head in her shoulder, and swayed slightly with his feet off the ground.
Suddenly, she straightened up, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at Meng Youning, a hint of suspicion flashing across her face. "That's not right. Qi Ran is fine, but Feng Hengzhi's emotions are extremely unstable. He could get angry about anything. How did you guess so accurately?"
After she finished speaking, Sang Luan saw Meng Youning just looking at her silently, with a complicated expression in his eyes.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and she said gently, "Could it be that Qi Ran also..."
Meng Youning shrugged his shoulders, looking nonchalant. He leisurely picked up the teapot not far away, slowly poured two cups of tea, handed one to Sang Luan, and picked up the other one to drink by himself.
Seeing her like this, Sang Luan immediately understood.
She immediately sat up straight, her eyes shining, and opened the bundle, revealing the gold and silver inside.
Meng Youning put down the teacup, turned his wrist, and in an instant, a small white porcelain jar appeared in his hand.
He slowly opened it and applied a little white ointment on his hands.
Seeing this, Sang Luan consciously moved closer to her.
The moment the white ointment touched her skin, Sang Luan couldn't help but hiss, and her brows furrowed tightly.
Meng Youning gently applied the medicine to her wound and said, "This was specially prepared for Qi Ran by Prince Yi. I've tried it and it works better."
Sang Luan bent down slightly, lowered her eyes, and blew gently on the injured area. She immediately felt a chill. "Take this can back with you later. Keep it with you at all times, just in case."
"We need to prepare all the money as soon as possible and run away." Sang Luan touched his neck, which felt much better. "With Feng Hengzhi's temper, he might go crazy again one day. I can't stand it."
Her eyes suddenly fell on the gold and silver on the table. Just now in the mansion, she felt that suddenly having so much silver was the best thing.
However, now that we have calmed down, the question of where to put all this gold and silver has become again.
Since she had taken out all the gold and silver, she naturally had no intention of taking them back home.
Moreover, she was worried about keeping so much silver in the mansion.
"Do you have a place to put the silver?"
Sang Luan and Meng Youning turned sideways, staring at each other without blinking, and said in unison.
The two men laughed bitterly, leaned back at the same time, and looked up at the sky.
They both came here at the same time, and neither of them had an easier time in the mansion than the other.
The answer to the question can be guessed with just your toes.
Meng Youning's eyes suddenly lit up. She slowly sat up and looked sideways at Sang Luan, "I do have an idea."
Sang Luan instantly became interested, "What's the solution?"
"Since we have no place to put these for the time being, why don't we try an ancient version of investment?" When Meng Youning said this, his whole body was shining.
"What do you mean?" Sang Luan looked at Meng Youning seriously.
"We can't store it here, so let's find one that can. We can use money to make money." Meng Youning dipped her fingertips into the teacup, then raised her hand and lightly stroked it on the table. "I've had people keep an eye on various shops in the city lately."
She paused, then continued, "I found a shop in the south of the city. The owner there is aggressively reselling the store, but I went to take a look. They sell rouge, and the quality of the goods is fine. It's mainly due to customer base and geographical location. They are far from closing down."
Sang Luan's eyes flickered slightly, "You mean, we should take over?"
"No, I want you to take some time to go and take a look. If you are sure that there is no problem with the item, we can talk about the money." Meng Youning shook his head, pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped his hands lightly.
She only vaguely understood Yanzhi, far less than Sang Luan did.
As long as Sang Luan takes a look, she will know whether this matter can be accomplished.
A strange light suddenly shone in Sang Luan's eyes. She stood up suddenly and said, "It's better to go now than to wait for a better day."
Meng Youning also stood up and hummed softly, "Let's go together."
Half an hour later.
South of the city.
Sang Luan and Meng Youning couldn't help but stretch out their hands to block the strong light, slightly raised their heads, and their eyes fell on the plaque in front of them.
Sang Luan narrowed her eyes slightly, "Looks like this is the one."
I saw the three words "Hongzunfang" written on the plaque in front. The shops around it were all crowded with people, but Hongzunfang was deserted.
The whole shop exuded a dead atmosphere.
The two looked at each other, then stepped in.
As soon as Sang Luan stepped in, a faint fragrance suddenly rushed into her nose.
She couldn't help but smell it carefully. They were all some commonly used rouge ingredients.
She scanned the area calmly again, and finally her eyes fell on the box of lip balm closest to her. Her eyes flashed, and then she picked it up and put it to her nose to sniff it.
The next moment, just as she was about to open it and feel it carefully, a rough and urgent voice sounded.
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