"you?"
"Madam, you're not selling? I don't really need these embroideries right now. These days, food is more important. Otherwise, I'd rather..."
Before Han Luoxue could finish speaking, Chi Ling'er hurriedly interjected, "Sell! Sell! Sell!"
She practically spat out those three words through gritted teeth.
Someone who didn't know better might think this wasn't about selling something, but rather talking to an enemy.
"Qiu Zhen, I'll remember you!"
"Haha, you're not some young master, why would you remember me?"
Sister Zhen rolled her eyes at her.
But seeing her so furious was really amusing. She'd been fighting with Sixiu Pavilion for so many years, and this was the first time she'd felt so relieved.
"Hmph, a gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years. You just wait!"
Chi Ling'er said fiercely.
Han Luoxue watched the two of them arguing like cats and dogs, secretly amused, but her face showed a troubled expression:
“Madam, if you don’t want to sell and feel uncomfortable, you don’t have to force yourself. I really don’t really want it.”
"Sell? Why wouldn't you sell?"
Seeing Han Luoxue repeatedly say no, Chi Ling'er worried that if she really didn't want it, what would her family eat?
She didn't dare say another word. She figured it was better to suffer a loss than to starve.
Sister Zhen winked playfully at Han Luoxue.
Han Luoxue smiled. This Sister Zhen is quite something.
However, she liked her very much and felt that she could become close friends with this kind of woman.
Han Luoxue naturally had no food, so she told them to go to the Zhou family to get some.
He would send the grain over, and Chi Ling'er didn't object.
However, just as she was about to leave, she heard Han Luoxue say:
"Sister Zhen, thank you for today."
"I don't have anything good to offer, but I'll give you a few watermelons later!"
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