Chapter 159 I don't marry a wife

  Duan Yunlang didn't hold back a few people, so he had to go to Qingsong Bookstore together.

   "There are so many people." A classmate said with emotion.

   "Yun Lang, could it be that Qingsong Bookstore has launched a new story book?"

   "No, the last time I saw my cousin, I heard her say that it only came out in the twelfth lunar month."

   "I'm still waiting in line to buy a pen and paper, why don't I come back tomorrow."

  After one person proposed, everyone agreed, but they had already come out, so they simply went to a tavern not far away to have a meal.

   "You guys go first, I'll go say hello to my cousin." Duan Yunlang breathed a sigh of relief, and entered the bookstore.

   "Shopkeeper, there are so many people today." Duan Yunlang squeezed in front of shopkeeper Hu and sighed.

   Shopkeeper Hu had a much better impression of Duan Yunlang than Duan Yunchen, and asked with a smile, "Master Biao came to see our boss?"

"yes."

   "If Mr. Biao has something important to do, why don't you go directly to the east courtyard and ask the doorman to tell you." Shopkeeper Hu lowered his voice, "There are many people in the bookstore, and it is not convenient for the owner to entertain you when he is here."

   "Forget it, I just came out to say hello to my cousin, shopkeepers, you are busy."

   Duan Yunlang waved his hand and left, walking out of the door of the bookstore and almost bumping into a young man.

   "Sorry—" Duan Yunlang frowned when he saw the man clearly.

   Isn't this the original owner of Qingsong Bookstore?

   This kid is not a thing, he maliciously raised the price and sold the bookstore to his cousin!

  The former owner of Qingsong Bookstore, Shen Ning, also knew the second son of the Shaoqing Mansion. He smiled and said it was all right, and walked in.

   Duan Yunlang curled his lips and went to meet up with his classmates. As soon as he stepped into the tavern, he noticed that several classmates looked at him strangely.

"What's wrong?"

  A classmate said excitedly: "Yun Lang, your cousin has more than a dozen shops!"

  Duan Yunlang became vigilant: "How do you know?"

  Meng Fei sneered: "We've heard people talking about it since we entered the tavern."

  Duan Yunlang pricked up his ears and his face turned dark: "These people are so boring."

Meng Fei didn't say anything in front of other people, and walked a few steps behind Duan Yunlang on the way back to Guozijian, reminding with a half-smile: "Yun Lang, it's a smart girl to open such a big bookstore. , don't worry too much."

  The kind words of the Shaoqing Mansion are just coaxing the common people. Miss Kou and her grandfather's family really want to have a good time, so how could they reveal their wealth in such a high-profile manner.

   Thinking like this, Meng Fei gave Duan Yunlang a sympathetic look.

  It was only this silly classmate who was as innocent as a child.

  As Meng Fei slandered, Duan Shaoqing was so angry that he kicked a little **** flying when he heard about it.

  The wealth of the niece has been put on the bright side. If there is any accident in the near future, it will be easy to make people worry.

  He had no choice but to hold back his eagerness to kill, and went to and from the office every day like no one else, and had to deal with many people's euphemistic or direct inquiries about his niece.

  The old lady has also received some posts from the lady one after another.

  The soaring passenger flow of Qingsong Bookstore finally decreased after He Qingxiao, who was wearing an official uniform, brought a few of his men down for a stroll.

  Xin You invited him to dinner for this reason.

  He Qingxiao originally wanted to decline, but when he heard that it was at Miss Kou's restaurant, he agreed.

  In the restaurant, neither the shopkeeper nor the waiter has been changed, only the chef has been changed, a helper and a waiter have been added.

   The cook was hired by Xin You after listening to the recommendation of Shen Ning, the former owner of Qingsong Bookstore.

  Perhaps the dozen or so shops owned by Ms. Kou have been mentioned repeatedly in the past few days. Many people come to eat out of curiosity in this sparsely populated restaurant, and then find that the taste is good and the price is affordable, which can be regarded as retaining customers.

  When Xin You and He Qingxiao came, there were three tables of people eating in the lobby.

  The staff of the wine shop called out the owner, and seven or eight pairs of eyes swiped over.

  He Qingxiao paused, with worry hidden in his eyes.

  Miss Kou is at the center of people's heated discussions. If it spreads that they have dinner together, some gossip may arise.

  Looking at Xinyou again, he nodded slightly to the clerk, and generously proposed to go to the private room.

   There are only two private rooms in the restaurant, and they are all empty at this time. The two entered one of them and ordered food.

  While waiting for the dishes to be served, He Qingxiao took a sip of tea and expressed his worries.

  Xin You heard this, and chuckled: "Master He is worried about my reputation? Why do I want this? Master He doesn't think that I will marry as Miss Kou?"

  What she wants is to seek justice for her mother, so that those who harmed her mother will get the punishment they deserve.

   As for the rest—

  Xin You took a deep look at the man opposite.

   It is unknown whether her life will still be alive by then, and the rest is too extravagant for her.

   "Speaking of which, I still made money."

  He Qingxiao looked at the smiling girl with a puzzled face.

   "Others know that I am friendly with Mr. He, at least they can avoid some unnecessary troubles and unnecessary people."

   Lifting the teapot like Cong Yuzhi, filled the cup in front of He Qingxiao with water.

   "So Mr. He don't care about these." Speaking of this, Xin You stopped holding the teapot and realized, "Will this damage Mr. He's reputation and affect Mr. He's future marriage?"

   It's because she didn't think carefully, because most people avoid Jin Linwei, so they subconsciously think that he doesn't care about reputation.

  The word "to marry a wife" is like flying sparks, falling on the surface. He Qingxiao never felt that he was a thin-skinned person, but at this moment he could clearly feel his rapidly burning face.

  He must have blushed, he thought.

  Xin You put down the teapot, lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea.

  She clearly said serious things, Master He's reaction seems like she has become a disciple...

  Poor and shy, how did he become the envoy of Jinlinwei Township?

  He Qingxiao coughed lightly, and her face returned to normal: "Miss Kou is worrying too much, I have no plans to marry a wife."

   When the word "marry a wife" was spoken in front of her, heat was inexplicably wrapped in it, and under the heat was an indescribable astringency.

  He Qingxiao didn't want to think about it, why.

  Xin You unexpectedly raised his eyebrows because of his words: "Master He is not going to start a family?"

"Um."

  Xin You could tell that Mr. He meant what he said.

  She is not a curious person, but at this moment she really wants to ask why.

   "The food is here." A waiter's voice came from outside the elegant room.

   Soon the guy came in with a tray and put several dishes on the table one by one.

  The aroma of the food dispelled the previous atmosphere, Xinyou seemed to forget the curiosity just now, and played the role of the host.

   "Does Master He drink?"

   "It's good to drink tea, there are still things to do in the yamen in the afternoon." He Qingxiao declined.

  Intuition told him that it was best to maintain absolute sanity in front of her.

  Xin You didn't persuade much, picked up a chopstick of red pork belly, but stopped when looking at the person opposite.

  A picture suddenly unfolded in front of her, and it was the person in front of her and the second prince, Prince Qing.

  (end of this chapter)