Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

Chapter 947: The little yellow essays I wrote have co

? Every time he comes, he will bring a bunch of things, there are all kinds of strangely shaped decorations, as well as all kinds of clothes and jewelry.

Especially the hosta, he didn't know how much he bought, and he gave it in piles almost every time he came.

Ye Chuijin was amused, but on the surface he looked casual.

Feng Hongyin didn't mind at all.

She was kept in this yard, offering delicious and delicious offerings. Apart from not being able to go out, she was much more relaxed than when she was in the Cuiyu Tower.

Ye Chuijin also knew what Feng Hongyin was doing this month.

When the time was about to reach the agreed month, Feng Hongyin finally got the result he wanted.

He appeared in the other courtyard again, with a faint smile on his face.

"The weather is good today. You've been holding back here and it's broken, right? I'll take you out for a stroll."

What Feng Hongyin said could not be ignored, and she had no reason to refuse.

The two got into the carriage and walked quietly to the street.

Then the carriage stopped in front of Treasure Pavilion.

Feng Hongyin helped her down after getting out of the carriage and walked in with her.

The treasurer of the treasure pavilion immediately greeted them after seeing the two of them: "It is really flattering for me to be able to visit my shop..."

Feng Hongyin waved his hand, ignoring him, just set his eyes on the person aside.

She stared at the distance in a daze.

Just in the precious land of the Treasure Pavilion, a simple and honest man was carefully accompanying another woman.

The woman was beautiful and generous. Although it was winter, she was still dressed thinly and beautifully. She wore a golden hairpin on her head and red cinnabar between her forehead.

The smile on Zhou Wulang's face couldn't be stopped. When he looked at the woman next to him, his eyes had the affection that others could see.

The beautiful woman picked up a hosta studded with pearls on the counter.

Friday Lang asked immediately: "Do you like Yueer? I'll buy it for you if you like it."

When the woman named Yue'er heard this, a smile appeared on her face, and she nodded softly: "Then I would like to thank Goro."

The smile on Friday Lang's face became brighter, still extraordinarily honest.

He turned his head: "The shopkeeper..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

The two pairs of eyes met, and Wu Lang first looked away.

Yue'er found something wrong and pulled his sleeve angrily: "Goro, who is that person? Do you know?"

Friday Lang recovered and straightened his chest.

"It's just a prostitute in a brothel, where did I know her."

When she heard this, her face was pale, and she almost wanted to collapse to the ground.

Feng Hongyin immediately took hold of her body, and looked at Wu Wulang not far away with cold eyes.

Friday Lang looked at him with a startled look in his eyes.

The one who can enter this treasure pavilion is either rich or noble. He also inadvertently saved Qi Mingyue, relying on Qi's family to be qualified to stand here.

At this moment, when he was watching with such cold eyes, he did not dare to provoke, but hurriedly bought the hosta studded with pearls, and then left the treasure pavilion with Qi Mingyue.

When he reached the door, Feng Hongyin's cold voice came.

"stop."

Lang had a meal on Friday.

Feng Hongyin turned his face blankly and looked at the shopkeeper on the side.

"From now on, he is forbidden to step into the Treasure Pavilion for half a step."

After saying this, Feng Hongyin's cold eyes rested on him again.

"And you, chew on the roots of your tongue again, I will kill you. Get out."

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