As the 6-day yuan left, the crowd also scattered.

In the end, the only one who sat on the chair was Shangguan Jin, who had a gloomy face.

Murong Mingzhu raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Young Master Shangguan is not in a hurry to leave?"

Shangguan Jin looked at her coldly, stood up and left without saying a word.

He has always been taciturn and can't say a few words all year round. He has nothing to say to Murong Mingzhu. His face looks pretty, but the floor is gloomy all day long, as if he owes him millions of taels of silver.

"Miss," Lu'e whispered: "6 Tianyuan deliberately put a trap for you."

Murong Mingzhu sneered, "If you fall into a trap, it is called a trap. If you step on it, it is a toy."

Lu'e was a little worried, "What should I do if the lady is going to do?"

"No hurry," Murong Mingzhu said lightly: "I understand Feng Youran's personality. Even if she wants to make trouble, she will not be in a hurry and just counterattack."

Green Calyx nodded.

Murong Mingzhu and Feng Youran are old rivals.

One is the head of the Murong family, and the other is the head of the Feng family.

Unlike Murong Mingzhu, the heirs of the Feng family have always been Feng Youran's elder brother, but this young master Feng is in poor health and has been recuperating in other hospitals all year round. Almost no one has seen him. Feng Youran is completely responsible for her elder brother's business.

The person who knows you best in this world is your enemy, and this is not true at all.

Murong Mingzhu has a very good understanding of Feng Youran.

After thinking about it calmly for a few days, Murong Mingzhu had a rough idea and it depends on how Feng Youran made a move.

On a quiet afternoon, Murong Mingzhu sat in the study, looking at the account book leisurely, and suddenly heard shouts coming from outside.

After closing the account book, Murong Mingzhu walked out of the study room and saw her second brother leaning lazily under the corridor column, with a white and tender baby-faced "Golden Yuanbao" standing opposite her.

Murong Shang smiled and asked, "Fuguier, are you getting fat again?"

Zhu Bian said angrily: "I have a name and a surname. What's wrong with your Murong family? Do you like to call them nicknames?"

Murong Shang smiled and said, "What kind of big name is a nickname? If you have a name, you will be called by others. Besides, what about Fuguier? It sounds nice and has a good meaning. Your father really put in his effort when he named this name."

"I'm not called Fuguier!" Zhu Bian's face turned a little red with anger.

"Second brother," Murong Mingzhu walked out, looked at Zhu Bian who was annoyed, and said, "He doesn't want others to call him Fuguier, so don't call him."

Zhu Bian snorted coldly, and finally Murong Mingzhu knew to say something fair.

Murong Mingzhu looked at Zhu Bian and asked, "Is there anything wrong with coming to find me? Fuguier."

Zhu Bian swallowed the old blood that was about to squirt out in a mouthful of pain.

He pointed his trembling fingers and gritted his teeth, "I won't come to provoke you if it's okay!"

If he did it a few more times, he was afraid that he would be pissed to death.

Murong Mingzhu saw his little round face red with anger and smiled, "Master Zhu, please come in."

No matter how much trouble you are, you can't really make the little fat rabbit angry.

Zhu Bian followed Murong Mingzhu into the study angrily.

Lu'e served Zhu Bian a cup of tea, quietly retreated, and before leaving, he took a look at Dan Yi standing beside Murong Mingzhu.

Murong Mingzhu never allowed anyone to be on her side when talking about things. She was self-conscious, but Danyi obviously did not have this self-consciousness.

As a personal maid, Murong Mingzhu's trust in her is obviously not as good as Dan Yi, who has unknown origins.

Zhu Bian picked up the tea and was about to drink it, but suddenly remembered the last time that Murong Mingzhu and Lion had a big mouthful of asking for ten taels of silver.
Chapter completed!