"Miss Fang is really good at joking," Grandma Chen looked at Fang Chengyin with a big smile on her face, and glanced at Chen Qingxuan. Seeing his frown, the smile on Grandma Chen's face gradually faded, and she said to Fang Chengyin, "Although Miss Fang is kind-hearted, I feel sorry for her. Miss Fang is such a precious body. How can you step on the ground of a cheap person?"
Fang Chengyin's face suddenly froze, and then she smiled again, just like before. Her smile was gentle and soft, without even a hint of annoyance in her tone: "Grandma Chen, you are such a joker. What's the point of talking about expensive or cheap? You make it sound like we are all waiting in the shop for people to buy our pig heads. I don't care whether Mr. Chen and Miss Gu agree or not. Anyway, I will be the first one to disagree!"
"Puff!" As soon as the words fell, Gu Qingtong couldn't help laughing, looking at Pang Yi and covering her mouth.
Pang Yi couldn't help but curl his lips. He thought to himself, "This Miss Fang has a really good temper. It's rare for a rich girl like her to not be arrogant at all."
But Chen Qingxuan's brows were getting more and more furrowed.
"Grandma Chen, please take a good rest. I will come to see you next time." Pang Yi put down the tea bowl in his hand, stood up and said goodbye to Grandma Chen. There were women in the room, and he, a grown man, was embarrassed to stay for long.
"Qingxuan, please see Mr. Pang off for me." Grandma Chen said to Chen Qingxuan hurriedly.
"Yes, grandma, don't worry," Chen Qingxuan said to Pang Yi in a hurry, "Mr. Pang, I will take you out."
"good."
The two of them walked out of the room one after the other. As soon as they left the room, Chen Qingxuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his frown relaxed.
Pang Yi looked at him: "What's the matter? Mr. Chen is worried about something?"
"No," Chen Qingxuan was startled, then smiled at Pang Yi, "Why? Why would Mr. Pang think so?"
"It's just a casual remark, Mr. Chen, don't take it to heart." Pang Yi didn't say it, but he thought to himself, I'm not blind, although I only sat in the room for a while just now, but he could see it clearly, it's nothing more than the goddess having a dream, but the King Xiang was not interested.
The two chatted in a random manner, and then walked out of the yard. Kong Wenmin was still standing there like a wooden stake, looking unhappy.
"Guard Kong, please stay here. I'm leaving first." Pang Yi said goodbye to Kong Wenmin.
"Okay." Kong Wenmin nodded and looked at Chen Qingxuan who was standing beside him. For a moment, his already ugly expression became even uglier.
Pang Yi got on the carriage and was about to drive the horse when he heard a woman's shrill voice coming from the yard: "Wait a moment! Mr. Pang, wait a moment!"
"Whoa!" Pang Yi suddenly pulled the reins of the horse, and then saw Gu Qingtong standing in front of the door panting.
"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong, Miss Gu?" Pang Yi jumped off the carriage, walked over and asked Gu Qingtong.
"I want to... I want to go to the market to buy some cloth, and I want to take Mr. Pang's carriage," Gu Qingtong blushed and whispered, "I don't know if it's on the way."
Pang Yi was stunned, and suddenly he remembered what Mei Ya had said to him on the way to pick her up that day. He didn't take it seriously at the time, but at this moment, looking at the shy girl standing in front of him, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He wanted to say that it was not on his way, but Chen Qingxuan and Kong Wenmin were standing here, so he couldn't say it, so he just nodded and said, "Miss Gu, please get in the car."
"Hey! Thank you, Mr. Pang." Gu Qingtong said happily, and then climbed into the carriage.
"Brother Pang, thank you for your help," Chen Qingxuan watched Gu Qingtong get into the carriage, then walked over to thank Pang Yi, "If it's not too much trouble, please send my cousin back later."
Pang Yi was extremely unhappy, but he still nodded and said, "Brother Chen, just rest assured."
At that moment, Pang Yi got on the carriage and drove away.
Chen Qingxuan and Kong Wenmin stood in front of the door, watching the carriage go farther and farther away, and finally disappeared after a turn. Chen Qingxuan then turned around and looked at Kong Wenmin, saying in a deep voice: "Guard Kong, can I ask you for a favor?"
Kong Wenmin was not in a good mood, but Chen Qingxuan was so polite, so he didn't want to be too rude. He pursed his lips and said indifferently, "It depends on what it is."
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