The manuscript is not thick, Duan Shaoqing turned the pages one by one, the more he looked at it, the more his face sank, and when he saw the last slap on the table, he let the teacup jump up and fall again, and the tea spilled on the table.

Tea spilled on the manuscript, turning the ink into a black cloud.

Duan Shaoqing's forehead was bruised, and a pair of eyes stared at Xin Yu: "Qingqing, what do you mean by this?"

This manuscript is actually written about an orphan girl who took a large amount of family wealth to her grandfather's house, and was finally eaten alive by her grandfather's family, died with hatred, and the family wealth was swallowed up.

Although the grandfather's family in the story is only a wealthy businessman, as long as this book is printed and sold from Qingsong Bookstore, anyone who reads it will think of Shaoqing Mansion at that time.

This girl wants to completely ruin the reputation of Shaoqing Mansion, and even his career!

Xin Yu still looked calm at the gaze of the previous section of Shaoqing's choice: "I just want to get back the Kou family's wealth."

Duan Shaoqing picked up the manuscript and smashed it on the table: "So you use this to threaten me and the Shaoqing Mansion?"

His angry look made Xin Yu bend his lips: "Yes, I did exchange this unsold manuscript for Qingqing's family wealth. Uncle thinks he can change it?"

"Do you think those gossips can shake the Shaoqing Mansion?"

Xin Yu saw Duan Shaoqing's hard support, and smiled: "Uncle do you know, how many people are waiting for Mr. Song Ling's new book? I am the proprietor of Qingsong Bookstore, and I have the final say in everything, as long as I borrow the name of Mr. Songling and let the printing shop print it in large quantities, this story will spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital within three days."

Duan Shaoqing listened to these ruthless words, and trembled with anger: "Kou Qingqing, you really have hard wings, how can there be such a wolf-hearted thing as you?"

"Wolf's heart and dog's lungs?" Xin Yu only felt that it was ridiculous, and it had already died of incense, and Kou Qingqing, who had not yet settled in the ground, felt sad.

And at this moment, she could finally say these words for Kou Qingqing: "Uncle forgot how Qingqing fell off the cliff? It's your daughter who does it, it's your wife who instructs, and it's your other daughter who fights for Qiao's who is being divorced. If it weren't for my life, what would be the difference between me and the girl in this story?"

Duan Shaoqing subconsciously retorted: "Qiao's has been suspended—"

Xin Yu sneered: "Uncle, I hope you can see clearly, Qingqing's life and death after falling off the cliff is based on luck, not these people in Shaoqing's Mansion raising their noble hands!"

It's sad that Kou Qingqing didn't have such good luck.

has lived as Kou Qingqing for a long time, although Xin Yu has never known this poor girl, she has developed feelings.

She took pity on the girl who looked like her, and was angry at the ugly faces of the relatives who should have loved her.

Kou Qingqing can't speak anymore, she can say it for her, tear off the fig leaf of Shaoqing's Mansion for her, ask for family wealth for her, and don't let these disgusting things suck blood and enjoy the Kou family's property anymore.

Xin Yu looked at Duan Shaoqing and said word by word: "So it's not that Kou Qingqing is a wolf, but that you have already killed that simple and well-behaved Kou Qingqing, who only knows how to be close to his relatives."

Her words were loud and loud, like ice beads slamming into Duan Shaoqing's heart, making him feel an inexplicable chill.

Duan Shaoqing had never realized so clearly for a moment: that supple and silent niece really couldn't come back.

This girl in front of her is as hard as iron and good at disguise, and she hates Shaoqing's Mansion at all!

The killing machine flashed from my heart.

Xin Yu smiled: "I forgot to tell my uncle that Kong Gongzi went to Qingsong Bookstore that day."

Duan Shaoqing didn't say anything, waiting for her to continue.

"Gongzi Kong is the son of the eldest princess of Zhaoyang, and I heard that he is still a marquis. Kong Gongzi specially said that when the new book is released, he will buy 100 copies."

Duan Shaoqing's face changed suddenly.

Ordinary people's arguments can't shake the foundation of Shaoqing's Mansion, but the people who are officials in the same dynasty are different, and if those who didn't deal with him in the past make trouble with him, he is likely to be in trouble.

And if the eldest princess of Zhaoyang intervenes, it will be even more troublesome.

The dismissal of Deputy Commander Han has only passed recently, and many people have known about Zhao

Princess Yang's maintenance of Miss Kou, Duan Shaoqing is naturally also clear.

He was actually proud of it.

Duan Shaoqing couldn't wait to slap himself.

He was really ignorant!

"And—"

As soon as Xin Yu spoke, Duan Shaoqing's hand shook unconsciously.

Is there any?

He stared at the breezy girl to see what else she would say.

"Mr. He also said that Imakami is very interested in Mr. Matsuling. Mr. Songling has released a new book, so maybe he will read it today."

Duan Shaoqing's face suddenly turned bloodless, and he said inwardly, "You are a bully!"

"Bully? What is my uncle talking about?" Xin Yu looked dazed.

Duan Shaoqing grabbed the manuscript: "This book was written by you, and you sell it in the name of Mr. Songling, isn't it a bully?"

Xin Yu shook her head: "Uncle, are you under too much pressure and your thoughts are a little confused? Qingsong Bookstore is selling new books for everyone, and it doesn't mean that Mr. Songling specially wrote it for everyone to read, so how can you talk about bullying the king?"

Duan Shaoqing was asked for a moment.

"Besides, why can't this book be written by Mr. Songling? Can anyone prove that I wrote it? Shaoqing's Mansion?"

Xin Yu asked three times in a row, and Duan Shaoqing was sweaty on his forehead, speechless.

This girl has made all the preparations, and she is determined to tear her face with the Shaoqing Mansion.

What made Duan Shaoqing's heart congested was that he had to compromise on the threat brought by this manuscript.

At least for now, I can only compromise and appease this girl first.

"Good, good. Qingqing, my uncle really didn't expect you to be like this, you are completely different from your mother."

Xin Yu curled her lips: "People change. Maybe my uncle and grandmother are different from what she thinks."

The sarcasm in these words was so straightforward that Duan Shaoqing's face was wonderful.

"Uncle has you figured it out?" After a moment of silence in the atmosphere, Xin Yu asked lightly.

Duan Shaoqing took a deep breath and stood up, "I'll go with you to see your grandmother."

"Thank you Uncle for your help." Xin Yu smiled and put the broken manuscript into the box.

Staring at her movements, Duan Shaoqing suddenly said, "Qingqing, uncle also has a question for you."

Xin Yu picked up the box: "Uncle, please speak."

Duan Shaoqing was silent for a while, staring at her eyes tightly: "You were making a fuss about opening a bookstore at the time, did you ever think about today?"

The cold eyes bent into a beautiful arc: "Sort of."

She can't do one step at a time, but she can take advantage of the situation, and there is always a solution to difficulties.

Her answer shocked Duan Shaoqing's heart, and his face became even worse: "Let's go, go to Ruyi Hall."

At this time, it was past the lunch break, and the old lady was sitting on the kang, enjoying the handmaid's pinching of her shoulders and legs.

"Old lady, the eldest lord and my cousin are here."