Xiao Cunyu didn't look like he was joking at all, and Wen Mianmian's pretty facial features were almost twisted together.
She had never thought that there was such a way to get rich in the world!
She looked at Xiao Cunyu in horror and speechlessness, and even wanted to touch his head.
What's going on in this head? A rich young man, thinking about these crooked ways all day long!
"Go ahead, work for the government, even if it means killing someone, that's a fair way to go. If you act according to the wanted order, it can be considered as accumulating merit in the world of the living. Maybe you will be rewarded in the future." Xiao Cunyu looked at her with a smile.
Although they were clearly talking about murder, the look in the eyes of this Seventh Young Master was as if he was talking about eating and sleeping, very calm and simple.
Wen Mianmian really felt that this Seventh Young Master was unusual, like a big shot hiding in a busy city, with a weird temper and a boisterous personality, not like a normal person.
But even though this man was so frivolous, what he said made her believe it.
No money, make money.
She really wanted to say that perhaps she could get a share of the treasure she had cheated from her master, but thinking about the hundred coins this person gave to the Zhou family's eldest son, she felt it would be better for her to keep her mouth shut.
Looking at Wen Mianmian's reluctant eyes as she left, Xiao Cunyu had something to understand.
You're just after her money!
But these people don’t know how difficult it is to raise a ghost!
Is she spending this money on herself? No, she's using it to do good things! How can she waste it? Wen Mianmian is such a powerful person, with hands and feet. If she wants to spend money, she should earn it herself. She can't spend the money of a dead person.
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In the evening, Xiao Jingyun came back.
He even asked his friends in the army for a marching sand table and had it shipped back intact.
There is not a single piece of new clothes left.
Even when Cheng Hongsui mentioned what happened during the day, Xiao Jingyun said, "You did the right thing. This kid only cares about money. We can't indulge him. But when I came back, I bought some good wine. He likes it, so I'll send it to him later."
"Husband...are you sure that Seventh Brother likes these?" Cheng Hongsui looked at the wine and the sand table, feeling a little worried.
"What man wouldn't like that?" Xiao Jingyun said frankly, "I pestered my father for this sandbox when I was only six or seven. My brothers and I had so much fun playing with it back then. I've always regretted that my seventh brother didn't grow up with us. Otherwise, he wouldn't have developed the effeminate personality he has today. My fifth uncle is in poor health, so the people in the clan must have favored our branch, and we ended up being too spoiled. He lacks the courage of a man."
"I think Seventh Brother is a good person. He looks delicate, but he is very responsible when doing things. Look at what he has done, isn't he doing well?" Cheng Hongsui said as she helped him pack his clothes.
Hearing this, Xiao Jingyun was indeed very happy: "That's right, how could my seventh brother be bad?"
"Then why are you still picking on him?" Cheng Hongsui couldn't help but glare at her man.
"He has no burden and no pressure at all. If I don't pick him up, he will really become a slippery little loach wandering around the world with no one to care about him." Xiao Jingyun sighed.
Does he want to bully the seventh brother? Of course not.
Compared to his other brothers, the seventh brother was truly too lovable. If possible, he would even want to treat him as a child who would never grow up, loving and pampering him, giving him whatever he wanted and letting him spend money whenever he wanted...
However, it was precisely because he felt sorry for his seventh brother that he couldn't do that.
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