"Each other, you sent someone to buy the down jacket in this fashion show from their store, right? Even without me, you'd have done this fashion show, you're just waiting for the right opportunity, and that opportunity is me. As far as I know, all the shops under these four owners have just been suppressed by your Murong family, and you have cut off the supply of raw materials to all the merchants, and now I have dealt the most fatal blow to them, so that they have no chance of turning over. Now they have lost your money, and if you don't have the raw materials to make things, you will not only go bankrupt, but you will be on the streets, right? ”

Yun Qiange raised his lips and sneered mercilessly.

Murong Xi looked back at her in surprise: "How do you know?" ”

She glanced at him deeply, and her voice was as cold as a pool: "Murong Xi, how can you be so ruthless?" She had already sent someone to keep an eye on Murong Xi's movements, otherwise, how would she know that he was ruthless.

"It's just to make an example of chickens and monkeys, my Murong family can't allow these self-conscious guys to provoke from time to time." He shrugged his shoulders unconcernedly.

She snorted coldly, turned and left, leaving only her faint mocking voice in his ears as he passed her: "Cold-blooded profiteer." ”

He turned around and looked at the back of the woman leaving, and the cold sunlight fell on her, shedding a clear glow.

He wanted to explain something, but the ghost sent the god to follow, but saw the woman walking towards the man in green clothes, she stretched out her hand, although her back was to him, but she could hear her voice when facing the man was different from her coldness, warm as the afterglow of the sunset: "Mingxuan, let's go." ”

At the moment when Yun Qian's song spoke, Murong Xi stopped his footsteps, at this time there were only a few steps left between him and her, but it seemed to be far, far away, he noticed that the hand she stretched out, under the gray sky, her hand bones were distinct, green and white as jade, as if covered with a layer of transparent brilliance by the sun, suddenly, he was a little envious of the master who could be held by this hand.

Dongfang Mingxuan stood there quietly in a cyan shirt, although it was a pale and simple color, but he was lined like a bamboo, handsome and delicate, his black and soft hair was only tied up with a jade hairpin, and there were tears on his face that had not dried up, watching her walk towards him, two blush gradually floated on his white face like porcelain, as beautiful as the sunset, Dongfang Mingxuan happily ran over and took her hand and nodded in response: "Well." ”

Third Sister ...... The third sister still remembers him, so happy.

"Why are you crying again?" Yun Qiange stroked his forehead with a headache, how long has it been, and the fourth brother is crying like a rabbit again.

"No, I just want to sing a little song." The man shook his head, curled his lips and smiled, with the beauty of a pear blossom blooming.

"I don't have to cry, stupid." She tapped him on the forehead and took his hand and walked away.

Dongfang Mingxuan lowered his head with a smirk, and secretly glanced at the gentle smile of the third sister, his heart was as sweet as eating honey, he said silently in his heart, third sister, I don't believe in the words of the bustard's father, I believe you, no matter what you say, I believe it, I will always believe it, because I ...... I like you.

The carriage gradually moved away, and the people had already poured into the Liuyun Ni Dress to buy down jackets, and the Liuyun Ni Dress resumed its hot business in the past, which was lively and crowded.

On the cold street, only one man stood on the street, his ice-blue robe called his graceful and outstanding, and he looked at the carriage in the distance in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking.