Chapter 8 "Do it again, huh?"
How can I get the land deed if I want it?
Who would have thought that Zhou Yan, who always spent money lavishly and never asked about these things, would ask about the land deed?
Forget it, this is the only way: "Cousin, do you not love me anymore? Although Jiaojiao is not someone who cares about money, the things given to Jiaojiao have to be returned to her sister-in-law, and Jiaojiao is still very sad..." She cried like a pear blossom in the rain.
Although Zhou Yan was in a dilemma, thinking about the huge profit, he said without hesitation: "Good girl, take it out. I will give you double next time."
His Jiaojiao is obviously not someone who values money that much, so why is it that this time...
He felt a little uncomfortable.
Seeing that she couldn't hide, Li Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll look for it and send it to my cousin later."
After coaxing Zhou Yan away.
Li Jiaojiao got into the carriage with a headache and changed into a black coat with a hood to cover her face and figure.
The maid Chunyan secretly took out a pipe and lit it for Li Jiaojiao: "Miss, no one will notice. I was very careful when I bought it!"
This smoke is phantom smoke, and those who inhale it can experience extreme pleasure.
It is very toxic to the body and very expensive.
It is a smoking ban in Qingding country.
Li Jiaojiao was so drunk from smoking that she collapsed in the corner of the carriage and almost slipped to her knees. Dongyan held her up.
When the carriage stopped in front of the blacksmith shop, she had just finished smoking a cigarette and used incense to dissipate the smell. Then she frowned and said:
"I sold my blacksmith shop and rouge shop for a low price to buy the phantom cigarettes. Now I only have a few hundred pieces of silver. How can I get the deed back?"
Just then.
The owner of the blacksmith shop came out and knelt respectfully to greet a handsome man.
The man's face was the most handsome she had ever seen in her life.
It instantly perked her up.
She stroked her cheek and said with a smirk, "I wonder how much my face is worth? Can I negotiate a low price and take the shop back?"
Dong Yan smiled and said, "I don't know how many men have fallen at your feet, even the prince is no exception, let alone this one?"
In the blacksmith shop.
A bare hand brushed across the ironware displayed on the shelf.
Su Luo, who was wearing a veil, had regret in her eyes.
Although the Su family has many businesses, this blacksmith shop is the first one founded by my grandfather, and I have a different feeling for it from other shops.
Even the blacksmith was hand-picked by my grandfather, and was almost incorporated into the Imperial Palace Construction Bureau.
She had given this blacksmith shop to Zhou Yan specifically to thank the Marquis' Mansion for not taking advantage of her misfortune.
It’s all tears if I talk too much.
With a face full of nostalgia, Su Luo followed her grandfather's teachings in her memory and casually put some iron tools together to form a clever crossbow.
When Su Luo sighed, a cold and familiar fragrance floated by her side.
She turned around and happened to see... Mo Jin, who was striding towards her with his hands on his hips?
The man had black hair tied up with a black jade crown, and wore a tall and bright black robe. On his chest was a golden unicorn patch that was extremely luxurious. His claws were holding a bright pearl. He walked with great resolution and decisiveness, his face was cold and stern, and he looked down on everything.
Glancing at the weapons on the racks, the man said, "They're pretty decent. Better than those idiots at the Bureau of Construction."
Mo Jin picked up the crossbow and played with it casually. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the woman with her face covered: "Did you do this?"
Looking at that slender and beautiful hand...
Su Luo couldn't help blushing when she thought of this big hand and what it had done that night.
Mo Jin, who knew countless people, knew something was wrong when he saw her silent, and looked into those familiar bright eyes.
Next engraving.
He raised his hand and clamped her delicate jaw, forcing her to turn her head and look at him.
These autumn-water eyes were once filled with tears. In the dim moonlight of that night, she cried and begged for mercy, asking him to be gentler.
then.
She cried and begged for more gentleness.
The heavier he is, the heavier it is.
Who made her cry like a kitten being scratched, the more she cried, the more itchy it became.
Oh.
Su Luo...
"I did it." Su Luo said.
"How can you, a woman, do this?"
Mo Jin stroked the crossbow arrow that was ten times better than the one made by the Ministry of Works, obviously not believing it.
"I don't need to deceive the prince, right?"
"How can I trust a woman like you?" He sneered, his thin lips slightly parted. "Do it again, huh?"
...Su Luo's pretty face flushed red, and she bit her lips tightly, making her lips red and tempting.
This dog man...
"Focus." Mo Jin grabbed her shoulders and pushed her into the warehouse full of ironware.
"I'm talking about making weapons, not you."
Born in the royal family that values courtesy, benevolence, wisdom and trustworthiness, how could Mo Jin be so careless?
A wandering person?
How did the tutor teach him?
Hasn’t he read the Book of Rites?
This despicable man.
Walking into the familiar armory, Su Luo recalled all the knowledge her grandfather had taught her. She endured it and pretended to be meek:
"I wonder what the prince wants me to do?"
"Crossbows, catapults, hidden weapons, ballistae, ladders, flying axes, meteor hammers..."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Your Highness. I know all of these."
Su Luo could clearly see the contempt in Mo Jin's eyes.
Mo Jin didn't say anything, but pointed at the table, indicating that she should put it on the table after she was done.
Outside the store.
Li Jiaojiao, pretending to look at ironware, followed the guests in.
This blacksmith shop is very large and consists of five storefronts.
Dongyan looked around and said, "Just now I saw the boss heading towards the storeroom. If you don't want to, why don't you go find him directly?"
Li Jiaojiao adjusted her hair, raised the corners of her lips, and walked towards the warehouse with confidence in her eyes.
She looked at the handsome figure and said softly, "Sir, I want to discuss something with you."
She pretended to stutter, trying to sound nervous and shy; men love that. "I was in trouble before, so I reluctantly sold this shop to you."
"Now that I'm well-off, I want to buy it back." She wiped her tears with her sleeve and said something aggrievedly: "To be honest, this is the only inheritance left to me by my mother who died a long time ago... Please, please, sir..."
Mo Jin turned around.
Seeing this, Li Jiaojiao pretended to trip over the threshold and fell into his arms.
Unexpectedly, Mo Jin turned sideways, with a gloomy face as if avoiding the plague god, and took two steps back.
Li Jiaojiao fell heavily face down on the ground!
"Bang!"
He fell and his forehead was covered with dust!
As luck would have it, his head hit the stool, leaving a bloody mark!
Li Jiaojiao was lying on the ground in a mess, stunned!
The next moment, she felt angry and embarrassed for not being supported. She gritted her teeth and glared at Mo Jin, but she didn't dare to show it.
Instead, it aroused her competitive spirit!
She just couldn't believe that there would be any man who wouldn't be attracted to such a slim and beautiful woman like her!
Mo Jin, whose sleeve was almost touched by Li Jiaojiao, was extremely disgusted: "It's so dirty."
"I almost got touched by this filth."
"Chen Song, get out here."
Mo Jin's scalp was numb and he felt like he was going to explode. He was a mysophobe and he especially didn't allow strange women to touch him like that.
Disgusting. Very disgusting.
He suppressed the feeling of nausea and said angrily, "What a bunch of idiots! You couldn't even stop anyone?"
Chen Song, who went to the toilet, rushed over, grabbed Li Jiaojiao's shoulders and was about to throw her out!
Li Jiaojiao was so scared that she really cried this time!
Start trembling!
Her self-esteem was severely hit!
How could any man not like her?
She even hooked up with the prince of Jing'an Marquis Mansion. Is there any man in this world that she can't hook up with?
Li Jiaojiao was very good at crying. She tried to get the man's sympathy by crying. She raised her sleeves and sobbed, "Master, what did I do wrong? To make you hate me like this... I didn't mean to... I didn't do anything..."
"Your crying is so unbearable." Mo Jin's face was full of ruthlessness and impatience, and even his tone was as cold as frost. "Cut off her tongue."
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