Chapter Ninety-Seven: What if I also like Fusu?

"What a loss?" Rong Shi'an was a little hesitant, if he did it, he might not be able to explain it to Rong Qingyi, he didn't like the people of the Jiang family, but Rong Qingyi would marry into the Jiang family in the future. Even if he wasn't close to Rong Qingyi, the marriage contract she regarded as a treasure couldn't be messed up by his reckless actions today.

Rong Sheng didn't have as many worries as Rong Shi'an, and repeated in a cold voice, "Lose!"

Jiang Wan confronted each other without showing weakness, "You dare?"

"Do you see if I dare!" Rong Sheng was about to call Changfeng, when suddenly, a woman came.

She was wearing a pink brocade silk robe, with two colorful butterfly hairpins obliquely inserted into the flowing cloud bun, under the thin shallow eyebrows, a pair of brown eyes were clear and smart, her peach-like mouth opened, and her clear voice was like a heavenly sound, "Sister Jiang Wan, what's wrong?"

Rong Sheng recognized her, she was Murong Xian, the second lady of Murong Mansion, and she was a twin sister with Murong Feixue, but there was a tear mole missing from the tail of her eyebrows, so she didn't look as arrogant as Murong Feixue on the outside.

Jiang Wan had a helper, and her arrogance intensified, "Sister Xian'er, Rong Sanye deceived people too much, I wrapped his jewelry shop, and he actually prevaricated me with a flawed hairpin......"

Murong Xian smiled softly, "Isn't it just a hairpin, it's not worth it for my sister to be angry like this." Oh, this pair of colorful butterfly hairpins is not more beautiful than plum blossom white hostas? ”

She fumbled with her bun and took off the hairpin, and rested it affectionately in Jiang Wan's palm.

The hairpin style is very chic, and the butterfly with colorful wings is entrenched on the stamen, and the second pair can not be found in Jinling City.

Jiang Wan knew the goods, and at a glance saw that it was the style that the Murong family had asked someone to customize. Murong Xian came up with a big spend, and he was not stingy with her, thinking that he cared about the friendship between them very much, a smile broke out on her lips, and she pretended to shirk it: "What's so embarrassing about this? I can't ask for your things." ”

Murong Xian held the back of Jiang Wan's hand, and the hairpin was firmly grasped by Jiang Wan, "Sister is too out-of-sight to say this, a good saddle with a good horse, a hairpin with a beauty, no one is more suitable than you." Please let my sister explain a few words for the sake of the hairpin?"

"Huh?" Jiang Wan looked at her suspiciously.

She said: "Rong Sanye went to the field two days ago to transport clothes and materials for me, sister, when you chartered the shop, others were not there, and the jewelry was handled by the hall, and the fault was not Rong Sanye, so as not to make a big move and hurt the harmony, you give me a face, this matter is over." ”

It seems to be a good word, but in fact it gives steps.

Jiang Wan was worried that she wouldn't be able to end the game in the end, so she followed Murong Xian's wishes and let Rong Shi'an go. "Well, for the sake of Sister Xian'er's face, I won't pursue it. ”

Murong Xian smiled, "Sister is so good, I still have some novel jewelry, you have time to come to Murong Mansion to play with me, I will send you a few pieces." ”

"Then thank you Sister Xian'er. Jiang Wan smiled from ear to ear and responded politely.

"No, I still have something to do with Rong Sanye, so I'll miss it first. Murong Xian shallow his body.

Jiang Wan saluted, "You are busy first." Then, out of the shop.

There was no excitement to see, and the people blocking the door gradually dispersed.

Murong Xian apologized to Rong Shi'an, "Third Master Rong, I'm sorry for causing you to be wronged." ”

Rong Shi'an didn't care, "It's okay." ”

Only then did Murong Xian shift his attention to Rong Sheng next to Rong Shi'an, "Cousin Rong Sheng, we met at the banquet, do you remember?"

Cousin, the familiar title made Rong Sheng very uncomfortable, if she remembered correctly, Murong Xian called Sister Jiang Wan intimately, right?

Is there really such a good old man in the world, who has a good relationship with everyone and is not hated by others?

Murong Xian saw that Rong Sheng didn't say anything, and shouted again: "Cousin?"

Rong Sheng came to his senses and replied perfunctorily: "Well, I remember." When I was arguing with Murong Feixue, you were also in the seat. ”

Murong Xian bent her eyes, dazzling like the stars in the sky, "Cousin, Sister Xue'er likes Brother Fusu, and her biggest wish is to marry Brother Fusu, she is against you because she is afraid that you will snatch Brother Fusu, not that she hates you......"

"What if I like Fusu too? are you helping your own sister, or am you my cousin?" Rong Sheng interrupted her, deliberately tentative.

But Rong Shi'an couldn't sit still, and asked her: "Didn't you say that you didn't like Fusu last time? How can you like it again? Tell me the truth, what do you think of that kid?"

Rong Sheng flashed her tongue, she forgot, Rong Shi'an couldn't get over the hurdle of Baili Fusu, she was still blind, isn't this nothing to do?

Murong Xian's gaze wandered between Rong Shi'an and Rong Sheng, and he suddenly understood in his heart, "Third Master Rong, you will be mistaken, my cousin means to ask me if I care about my sister or care about her, not that she likes Brother Fusu." You're so excited. ”

"Is that so?" Rong Shi'an looked at Rong Sheng.

Rong Sheng immediately chimed in, "Yes, Third Uncle, Murong Xian understands, why don't you understand?"

Rong Shi'an looked guilty, "Okay, it's me who is too sensitive." ”

Murong Xian then answered the question just now, "Cousin, the relationship is very pleasing to the two, it's not who I am willing to help, whoever can be with Fusu, it's who Brother Fusu likes, who has the capital to marry Brother Fusu, to tell the truth, I won't help anyone." ”

The unexpected answer caused Rong Sheng to look at him differently. "You are such an interesting person, although you and Murong Feixue look similar, you and her are two completely different people. ”

The smile on Murong Xian's face froze for a moment, and then the smile deepened, "I think Cousin Rong Sheng is also very interesting, and it is not the same as the rumor." ”

"Oh, what am I like in the rumors?" Rong Sheng has been back in Rongfu for more than a month, and she is well-known in Jinling City, most of them say that she is ruthless, perverse, clever and so on.

"Rumors are other people's opinions, and I only believe what I see. Murong Xian didn't answer positively, but instead chatted with Rong Shi'an about business, "Third Master Rong, I dragged the velvet material you bought, has it arrived?"

"Boss Xie sent it last night, you come to the warehouse with me to have a look. Rong Shi'an walked two steps and turned back, "Rong Sheng, you go shopping first, and I'll take you to the restaurant for dinner later." ”

Rong Sheng waved his hand, signaling him to get busy, and as soon as he got out of the shop, Changfeng greeted him, "Miss, Rong Sanye has started business, and he looks good, and he can't take care of you anymore." ”

"Isn't it good to focus on earning money?" Compared with lingering in gambling/workshops before, Rong Sheng prefers Rong Shi'an, who is obsessed with doing business. Leaving the shop, around the corner of the street, the strange masked man was still standing, as if waiting for her.

She cautiously pushed Chang Feng, "You go and take a look." ”

Chang Feng walked over, and the hilt of his sword stopped him, "Who are you?

He nodded, his mouth snorting and muttering.

Chang Feng wanted to see who he was, so he made the sword cut through the cloth......