"Oh." Mu Chen said coldly, "Didn't you thank me enough that night?"
Do I really need to ask for their name before going to their door to express my gratitude?
Rong Chang was speechless, "..."
This guy is so long-winded.
"Do you know this person? Is he from Jiangcheng?"
I'm asking these questions simply because I want to know the whereabouts of the Blood Spirit Orb.
Mu Chen didn't know.
He thought she was being presumptuous, daring to mention other men in front of him.
But after thinking about it, what she wanted to do was none of his business.
"I don't know him."
She gave him a cold reply, then Mu Chen walked past her and left.
Rong Shang turned around, but hadn't caught up yet.
The other person had stopped and turned around. "Take one more step and I'll throw you into the pool outside."
"..."
*
In the following days, every day at noon, when the old lady wanted her to bring lunch to the company for Mu Chen, she would fake her death.
I'm not saying I'm tired, I'm just sleepy.
The old lady herself felt embarrassed, so she didn't dare let her go.
On this day, it was the original owner's father's birthday, and Rong Shang, just like the original owner had done in the past, took her father out to a five-star restaurant for a hearty meal.
That evening, the Xianle Restaurant was packed with people.
There are quite a lot of people eating here.
"Dad, please make your choice. I'm fine with anything."
Rong Shang obediently handed over the menu booklet, then leaned back in her chair, the warm white light shining down from above, her eyes vacant.
Butler Shen glanced at her and nodded, "Alright, then we'll just grab something to eat."
He just checked, and any item on this list costs several hundred yuan.
It's just a meal; there's no need to make it so fancy.
Although he didn't say it, Rong Shang knew it without even looking.
With her fingers gently tapping the wooden table, Rong Shang smiled warmly and said, "It's alright, please feel free to order."
"We agreed not to look at prices today."
Anyway, she has money.
For the past two years since she married Mu Chen, he has transferred money to her account every month.
Of course, this was all at the old lady's request.
The original owner of the body was reluctant to spend the money, so she kept saving it.
But Rong Chang was different. He made her live like a widow for more than two years, and this money was considered compensation for her lost youth during those two years.
Not only does she have to spend this money, but she also has to transfer half of the money in her account to the original owner's father later.
And he was told to quit being the butler in the Mu family.
To avoid being bullied.
...
When the dishes were served, Butler Shen handed a pair of chopsticks to Rong Shang.
Unexpectedly, a person hurriedly walked past her and knocked the chopsticks out of her hand.
With a sound, Rong Chang's hands were empty.
She frowned, turned her head to the side, and an annoying face came into view.
Upon seeing her, Mu Lian was somewhat taken aback. "Shen Qinghuan?"
"Young Miss".
The butler across the street seemed a little embarrassed when he saw Mu Lian.
Because Mu Lian was notoriously barbaric and unreasonable within the Mu family.
Normally, the servants would avoid her when they saw her.
Ignoring her, Rong Shang seemed to glance at her again, but after a short while she turned to the original owner's father and said, "Dad, could you give me another pair of chopsticks?"
"If you don't have one, a spoon will do."
"Oh." Butler Shen glanced at Mu Lian, noticing her expression change because of her daughter's words. "Alright."
Actually, I wanted to tell her that she should give in to Mu Lian more often in the future.
That way, she won't always be looking for trouble.
Now that his daughter is blind, Butler Shen is genuinely worried.
I'm afraid she'll be bullied.
A spoon was handed to her, and Rong Shang took it, ready to drink the soup.
Mu Lian, standing to the side, couldn't help but get angry. "You..."
They completely ignored her.
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