Miss Zhao San was so frankly criticizing Liu Liwa, but he smiled. This little girl was different from other people's thoughts, straightforward and cute, completely different from those delicate and whining-free ladies. No wonder Mr. Ye liked it infatuated.

Liu Liwa followed him out. In addition to her own carriage, there was also a carriage. There were two boxes behind, one big and one small. The coachman jumped down and opened the boxes respectively. Miss Zhao San introduced beside him: "The big box is a girl's dress, a total of 72 pieces, which are available in spring, summer, autumn and winter. The small box is a brush, paint, and paper for calligraphy and painting."

It turned out to be these things! Liu Liwa suddenly felt like frost-beating eggplant, but Wen Jun really paid for the photo album. He was so excited that he was looking around randomly. Suddenly, he found that it was not only women's dresses, but also all kinds of bellybands, with different colors, red as fire, pink as clouds, white as snow, suspenders, and back straps, all kinds of styles, which made Liu Liwa dazzled.

"Are you watching?" Miss Zhao San suddenly spoke, interrupting Liu Liwa's admiration. She couldn't stand Liu Liwa's drooling look.

Liu Liwa nodded and put a big red bellyband in front of her openly. Miss Zhao San felt nauseous and said, "Okay, move in."

The driver who was pulling the goods responded and began to move it into Zuixin Tower. As for him, he put away the bellyband and kept it for the girl to be his token of marriage.

Seeing that the boxes were moved in, Miss Zhao San clapped her hands and said, "Okay, the business is over. Ye Zecong, should you come out too?"

Ah? Liu Liwa was so scared that he almost screamed. Young Master Ye suddenly knocked over the table and chairs, kowtowing all over his head, and was extremely embarrassed. Miss Zhao San's thoughts were very independent. In this era, she should be said to be very alternative. She must hate men visiting kilns. And Young Master Ye is still in the pursuit stage, so there is no chance at this time.

"Three, Three, Three..." Mr. Ye walked up to her tremblingly, unable to even say a complete word. Miss Zhao San said impatiently: "What three, three, three, do you want me to slap you?"

"No, no, no..." Mr. Ye continued to stutter.

The third lady snorted: "Good you Ye Zecong. I originally thought you were a well-educated scholar and self-disciplined scholar. It was different from those playboys. Now it seems that there is no difference. Since you are already in the gentle place, you won't be able to find me in the future!"

The little girl snorted coldly, turned around and left in anger. Young Master Ye was busy and at a loss. She was sweating like rain. There were still many girls in the lobby watching and laughing. Young Master Ye was blushing and was about to explode. She was scolded by a woman in front of so many girls. Any man would feel embarrassed and go crazy. However, Young Master Ye also knew that if he lost his temper now, then he and Miss Zhao San would have no chance. But if he didn't lose his temper, where would his face be...

For a moment, he was in a dilemma. Suddenly, he saw Liu Liwa watching the fun with a smile. He immediately became wise and said in a hurry: "Miss 3, don't get me wrong. I'm not here to look for flowers and ask about Liu, but to find someone. Look, it's him!"

Mr. Ye was anxious and stretched out his middle finger until Liu Liwa's nose. Liu Liwa was so angry that he wanted to kick him. Miss Zhao San looked even more weird, looking for nausea. You guys, you came to the brothel to look for flowers and ask about willows, but instead looked for a man. He either lie or had amazing hobbies. In short, Miss Zhao San wanted to leave immediately.

Young Master Ye rushed forward and stopped her. When he passed by Liu Liwa, he quickly said, "Help!"

Mr. Ye really loves Miss Zhao San very much and is almost crazy about love. If he loses the opportunity, he may commit suicide. Liu Liwa knows that if he can help him at this time, he will benefit him from the future. However, a big man was blocked by the woman he was pursuing in a brothel, and his mouth was full of words and could not explain clearly?

Mr. Ye pestered Miss Zhao San tightly, and was almost kneeling down in a hurry. He just didn't know what to say. It can be seen that Miss Zhao San had a good influence on him and listed him as the optional range, so he was so angry at this time.

Miss Zhao San stood beside the carriage, and the old coachman loyally stopped Mr. Ye. Mr. Ye was so anxious that he was about to slap. He kept gestured to Liu Liwa and signaled him to find a solution immediately. Liu Liwa was also so anxious that he was sweating. This was the best opportunity to get close to Mr. Ye. If he helped this God of Wealth, wait, God of Wealth?

Liu Liwa's eyes lit up, and he came up with a plan and cried out. His throat was so sudden that it scared everyone inside and outside the house. Even the horse pulling a cart beside Miss Zhao San was frightened. After Liu Liwa howled twice, he suddenly rushed to Young Master Ye, holding his hand tightly, trembling excitedly, and said in tears: "Young Master Ye, a great charity, a great benefactor!"

Hum? Miss Zhao San was stunned, and Mr. Ye was also startled. He subconsciously looked at his lower body, "Big Man", is he scolding?

Liu Liwa turned his head to look at Miss Zhao San with tears in his eyes, and said with emotion: "Miss, I think you misunderstood Mr. Ye. I can prove that he is not here to look for flowers and willows, but to do good deeds in the future. Mr. Ye, a great charity!"

"Well? What's going on?" Miss Zhao San became interested. Looking at Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye was naturally confused, but in Miss Zhao San's eyes, she seemed to pretend to be stupid.

Liu Liwa immediately replied for him: "Miss, you don't know that Mr. Ye is the best person in the world. He is not selfish and specializes in benefiting others. He will do good things wherever he goes. Doing one good every day is his code of conduct. Planting good causes and getting good results is his eternal belief. Doing good things without leaving a name is his noble spirit. Selfless dedication is his creed. For such a good person, you must not misunderstand him!"

Miss Zhao San scratched her head and said in confusion: "Is it a good person to go shopping in the kiln?"

"Of course!" Liu Liwa said with confidence, so scared that Young Master Ye wanted to pinch him to death, but listened to Liu Liwa's words and said, "I came to the brothel to look for flowers and ask about Liu, but Young Master Ye is not. He is here to help others and do good deeds and be kind. Miss, how much silver is needed for these two boxes of clothes, pens, ink, paper and ink? Who else bought it and asked you to send it here?"

Miss Zhao San was slightly stunned and said, "The total price of these two boxes of clothes is 380 taels of silver. The person who paid the money is a ragged and dirty drunk."

"Yes!" Liu Liwa smiled secretly. From Wen Jun leaving just now, she came to Miss Zhao San to deliver the goods. After only one meal, Wen Jun must have no time to change clothes, and he would never change clothes. He is a great supervisor and commander of the military sub-district. Buying clothes for the brothel girl will affect his image. So, Liu Liwa seized this point and said: "Miss, how can a ragged alcoholic afford more than three hundred taels, enough for him to give clothes to the brothel girl with no worries for half his life? All this was instructed by Mr. Ye, and the silver was also paid by him..."

Liu Liwa said seriously, but Miss Zhao San's ability to understand was limited. She immediately glared at her eyes and scolded Mr. Ye angrily: "Good you Ye Zecong. You actually bought 72 girls' dresses in one go. How many good things do you have here??"

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I'm in a brothel and want to collect it...
Chapter completed!