That was the warmest smile in the original owner's life, and he was also the first man who had no greed for her.
So if Yang Wenli is reliable, she would marry him on behalf of the original owner.
One day, Jiang Xiaoyu was designing new clothes when she smelled a pungent smell of blood.
Facing those bloody and cold eyes, Jiang Xiaoyu stabbed them with a silver needle without saying a word.
Just as the man hid, Yang Wenli walked in.
"Brother Yang, you're back? ...Mr. Bai, why are you here too?"
"Miss Jiang, don't be rude. He is Lord Bai."
Lord Bai? Oh! So it's Yang Wenli's master.
Bai Shao smiled.
"It's okay, Miss Jiang is my benefactor."
"By the way, has Miss Jiang met anyone?"
Judging from their appearance, they must be chasing that person.
"No? I've been in the shop the whole time, and there haven't been any customers. Sigh! This business is getting harder and harder. I guess I need to improve my skills..."
The two exchanged a few words and then hurried away.
After they left, Jiang Xiaoyu stayed there for half a day without any hurry. At noon, he closed the door and went back to the small courtyard he rented to buy vegetables and cook.
"The host is about to wake up."
Jiang Xiaoyu pulled him out.
Ji Xuan opened his eyes and found himself lying on a large and comfortable bed.
There is still the smell of rice in the house.
"You're awake now. You must be hungry. Get up and have a bowl of porridge..."
Ji Xuan grabbed her neck.
Jiang Xiaoyu gently waved his hand away.
"Hey, I don't mean you any harm! Come on, let go!"
Realizing her kindness, Ji Xuan let go.
"sorry."
"It's okay. This is my place. It's very safe. Please do as you please. I have to go to work."
She still had to go and check on the shop. Aunt Yang had gone to Guangzhao Temple to burn incense these days and was not at home.
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