Mu Wanxi saw that Pang Zi's acting was so realistic, and she couldn't help but applaud her in her heart.

With a faint smile, Mu Wanxi put the tea cup in her hand on the table next to her and said, "Uncle, this palace has been thinking about you very much recently, and I always feel that you are too old to handle so many things. So the shop that this palace bothered you to take care of before, and this palace felt that it would be better not to trouble my aunt in the future. ”

Hearing this, Pang Zi's hand holding the teacup shook suddenly, and the hot tea spilled out and fell on the back of her hand, and she wrinkled her eyebrows violently in pain.

Hell he's old.

She is obviously only in her thirties this year, how can this Mu Wanxi say that she looks like she is seventy or eighty?

No, that's not the most important thing.

The most important thing is why Mu Wanxi wants to take the shop away in a good way?

Thinking of the benefits that those shops brought to him, Pang Zi immediately smiled, looked at Mu Wanxi with loving eyes and said, "Xi'er, have you encountered any difficulties?" ”

Mu Wanxi shook her head slowly.

Seeing this, the light in Pang Zi's eyes dimmed a little more, and he said, "Auntie, you don't think it's hard to take care of the shop for you. Your uncle often said that your mother died early, and those of us who are elders should help you more if we can. You are young now, you don't know a lot of things, and those shops are a lot of trivial matters, and your aunt can take care of them for you for a few more years. ”

Speaking of which, if Mu Wanxi continues to insist on getting the shop back, it seems that she is ignorant.

The corners of her lips hooked up a deep smile, Mu Wanxi stared at Pang Shi and said, "Then it's hard for aunt." ”

Seeing that Mu Wanxi didn't insist on the shop, Pang Shi's heart fell back into his stomach, and he hurriedly shook his head and said, "Uncle is not hard. ”

"There's still something going on in the palace, so I'll leave first." After Mu Wanxi finished speaking, she stood up and said goodbye.

Pang didn't stay much of Wanxi, so he sent someone to send her out of the house.

Out of the Changsun Mansion, Ah Qian couldn't wait to ask Mu Wanxi: "Your Highness, Mrs. Hou obviously doesn't want to return the shop to you, so you just forget it?" ”

The corners of Mu Wanxi's lips hooked up a deep smile, and she said slowly: "Of course it's impossible, this palace has its own arrangements." ”

Counting up, the shops under her name include a pharmacy, a women's rouge shop, a ready-to-wear shop, an inn, and a restaurant.

All of them were left to her by the mother of the former Lord of her body.

The former owner is not in charge, and he handed over the shop to Pang Zi to manage a few years ago, and Pang Zi will hand over the money earned by the shop to her every month.

It's just that in the middle, only Ponzi himself knows how much benefit Ponzi has gained.

Who is Mu Wanxi now?

She thinks that she is a Pixiu now, and she can only make money but not out.

If Ponzi wants to take advantage of her, he must be prepared to be pit by her.

Having already figured out how to deal with Pang Zi, Mu Wanxi was in a good mood, and walked towards the carriage with A Qian, talking and laughing.

Walking to the carriage, just as she was about to get into the carriage, Mu Wanxi heard someone behind her shouting her name.

"Seven Princesses."

Mu Wanxi followed the voice and turned her head to look and saw Shen Changjin.

Shen Changjin also just came out of the Changsun Mansion, and happened to meet Mu Wanxi, he didn't know what was wrong with him, so he subconsciously called her.

But after shouting, he regretted it.