Chapter 187: You're not short of these money, are you?

"Lonely men and widows in the same room will only ruin my reputation, if Your Highness really thinks about me, let me meet the princess." The cold and dusty man put his back behind the door to prevent the woman from entering, his voice low but revealing an irresistible taste, obviously he was not in a beautiful mood at this time.

Yun Xiyan's hand that wanted to push the door again paused, she put her hand down and struggled several times, and finally shook her sleeve robe fiercely, Yu'er, do you really only have the imperial sister in your heart? Oh, and I'm still the same, dead.

Thinking of this, the look in Yun Xiyan's eyes also deepened: "As long as you are willing to stay here with me for a while, I am happy, and I will naturally let her go." "Give me another chance to fight, I want to pull back your far heart.

"You lied to me, the princess is not here."

"I said she's here, she's here!"

"This is just an excuse for you to put me under house arrest here, and if the princess is with you, why won't you let me see her." Wan Qi Haoyu trembled his eyelashes clearly, and his clear eyes were extremely cold and indifferent, but there was a little imperceptible anger in his tone.

Others can't feel it, how can she not feel his distemper when she has loved him for so many years? Yun Xiyan never understood what qualifications he had to be angry with himself?

She didn't pursue him for empathy, she didn't hate him for being unfaithful to her, and now he lost his temper with himself for another woman? If she hadn't sent someone to reveal the news, would the imperial sister be here? He won't!

Hehe, sad, right? Distressed, right? What's even more upsetting is how is she? Her heart hurt like a knife, Yun Xiyan snorted self-deprecatingly, and the look in her eyes was cold enough to become ice: "When the time is ripe, I will naturally let you meet her." ”

When the time comes, I will kill her, and you will never want to see her again for the rest of your life, and no one is qualified to have you except me.

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Flowing clouds

Murong Xi's fingers were quickly calculating on the abacus, his black brows were furrowed enough to trap a fly, and after a while, when he finished calculating, he already said with a gloomy face: "What's going on with today's sales?" ”

Shopkeeper Lin wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "Childe, several clothing stores are also selling down jackets today, the style is not the same as the style of our flowing clouds, and the price is much cheaper than ours, the customers in the store are running out, we suspect that it is ......"

Murong Xi rubbed his eyebrows a little anxiously: "What is it?" ”

"Yes...... It's an internal data leak. Shopkeeper Lin lowered her head and said with some embarrassment, in fact, she didn't believe that Miss Xiaoge had done this, but at this time, Miss Xiaoge was missing.

"Xiaoge, did you find that woman?" The temperature in Murong Xi's voice dropped suddenly.

"The owner, the address that Miss Xiaoge gave us is fake, we sent someone to find it, but the people there don't know Miss Xiaoge." Shopkeeper Lin took a few steps back, she already felt that the owner was about to reach the point of going violent, and she had better avoid it, so as not to harm the city.

“…………”

After a short period of silence...... Really......

Murong Xi smashed his fist on the desk, and after smashing it, he found that the desk was bought for silver!

He blew on the mahogany table, thinking about the heavy shot he had just made, whether it was broken! His heart hurts!!

Murong Xi touched and blew at the mahogany table, and was gritted his teeth by Yun Qiange: "The design draft was drawn by you, Xiaoge, the data leakage has nothing to do with you, if you can't recover the loss, you can wait to lose money." ”

Shopkeeper Lin saw that Murong Xi was about to treat the mahogany table as a baby son, and she twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly, Dongjia, you are not short of these money, right?