Chapter 12

Zhao Wanxi thinks about it carefully. She immediately understands the man's meaning and raises her hand to cover her lips. Her agreement with Ning Shun is to leave the money to her after Ning Shun's death. Now He's not dead yet!

"But But He's going to die

Although it's impolite to curse someone's death, Zhao Wanxi thinks it's right to say so. Ning Shun's poison has already soaked into the internal organs. Even if Hua Tuo is alive, she can't return to heaven. It's just It's a matter of time.

"I will save him at all costs!"

The man coldly light drop this sentence, a finger ring, two people in black break into the window, will rather Shun carried out of the room.

Zhao Wanxi's brain suddenly wakes up. When Ning Shun was besieged by people in black, someone in black once mentioned that the seventh prince was the master of Ning Shun. After listening to this evil man calling himself the king, he must be the seventh prince!

"Wait a minute -"

at the moment when the man picked up the baby on the couch and wanted to turn away, Zhao Wanxi's eyes and bones were rolling, and big things were brewing in her mind

She walked around in front of the man and saw that the man's eyes were slightly down, and his eyes were fixed on the baby's face in swaddling clothes. The expression of Gujing wubo made people unable to guess what he was thinking.

"What else do you have to say?"

Leng junao didn't even look up. He didn't even look at Zhao Wanxi.

However, Zhao Wanxi was full of flattering smile: "this house Must be the property under the name of the seventh prince? Why don't you make it cheaper, one hundred taels of silver Sell it to me

She really likes this house. At the moment, she has no place to live in, and the money is not enough to buy a luxury house. If she can spend less money to buy a house she likes, it will be a good thing, and it will just solve her distress.

"Not for sale!"

Two cold words burst out of the man's mouth, still expressionless, cold as an iceberg, bypassing her body and continuing to walk out.

"Two hundred Liang..."

There was no response.

"Three hundred Liang..."

"Four hundred Liang..."

Zhao Wanxi keeps up with the pace of the man and tries to persuade him persistently, but she can't help cursing in her heart. The richer the man is, the more stingy he is. She saves his subordinates. He doesn't thank them, but he is indifferent.

Four hundred Liang is over the market price, OK? Does this man understand the market or not?

If she doesn't really like this house, she really doesn't want to stick a hot face on a man's cold butt. It hurts her self-esteem!

"Five hundred Liang! This is the highest price I can offer. I only have so much silver! "

Zhao Wanxi stops and drinks at the back of the man's head. Five hundred taels of silver is all she owns, and it's a lot higher than the market price. He's making money on this business.

The man who is about to walk out of the courtyard suddenly stops. Zhao Wanxi's eyes flash a trace of disdain. As expected, the man deliberately forces her to pay a high price.

Under the bright moon, Leng junao looks back at her eyes. Her dark eyes reflect a long and treacherous light. Youyou spits out two words: "don't sell it!"

Looking at Zhao Wanxi's stunned and defeated expression, the lips of the man Cen Leng are slightly raised. He seems to be smiling rather than smiling. The bright moonlight seems to have become his foil, gorgeous and enchanting.

When Zhao Wanxi reacts again, the cold courtyard returns to silence, leaving her alone to face the lush green courtyard.

Not a dime!

Five hundred taels of high price was ruthlessly refused!