Chapter 766

Zheng Jiajia really doesn't understand why these young ladies don't come to question the problems of the store like themselves, but scold her here?

Is it difficult that people in this era don't like to read the gossip of the rich?

It's all subjective. What's wrong with her?

Just like once!

Yes, this time she failed in Mo Xiyan's hands.

The more she thought, the more angry she was, so she planned to do it again.

This time, naturally, it was not her temporary intention, but carefully planned.

Just did not expect, she just wanted to hype up, Mo Xi Yan also came.

I wanted to say that she came just in time.

Unexpectedly, she lost?

How can she be reconciled?

"You speak for Yueji Pavilion one by one. Have you ever thought about how much money you have earned by these unscrupulous merchants, and how much money you have contributed to them every year?"

Zheng Jiajia thought that she could understand these little fart people's ideas. As long as she caused a conversation, she could let these little fart people follow her one by two to fight with Mo Xiyan.

This method really works well in the era of network explosion in the 21st century.

There are many followers on the Internet, many keyboard heroes who don't know right and wrong, and netizens who hate the rich to varying degrees.

These people constitute the era of modern network civilization.

Unfortunately, she forgot.

This is not the 21st century.

Now these people standing here are not those netizens, but really standing here. Moreover, few of them really belong to fart people.

So in the eyes of their aristocrats, Zheng Jiajia now looks like a madman, a madman who speaks funny words.

"I'm crazy about money."

"I don't think she can run those stores, so she deliberately came here to make trouble."

"What I said is, I said it would be bad for a woman to go out to do business when she is not at home."

"It's said that she has a crush on Lu Jin, who is collected by the royal guards. I don't know whether it's true or false."

"Isn't it, Lu Jin? Tut Tut, don't look at what you look like, but you have the face to seduce?"

"Ha ha, you don't know. Lu Jin is not the first. There are many aristocratic family CHILDES who are the guests of this woman. Tut Tut, it's said that her family is singing every night."

"Oh, I don't want to hear it, so as not to stain my ears and be twisted by my grandmother again."

"Well, we'd better go shopping again. Maybe there's some favorite jewelry?"

"You're right. Let's go. Why are you crazy?"

These noble women of aristocratic families turned around and entered the Yueji Pavilion again, making the originally deserted store lively again.

After they left, the onlookers also dispersed one after another.

Only Mo Xiyan and the pale Zheng Jiajia are still here.

"Miss Mo, you are so powerful."

Zheng Jiajia walked to Mo Xiyan step by step, with taotian's anger in his eyes, "I didn't expect that you, a girl who lived in the seventh Prince's residence without a name and share, didn't say that I, a girl of a good family with an innocent family, would be pointed at by the nose and scolded. This world is really unfair."

She wants to step on herself?

Hehe, I may have succeeded before.

Now?

Mo Xiyan smiled and stretched out his right hand, revealing the ring inlaid with colored glass, which was customized by Murong Yu himself.

This is made by imitating the technology of modern people.

Not only is there a variety of sections of this glass, but even this ring support is a full ten imitation modern product.

Zheng Jiajia saw at a glance that it was a wedding ring or a modern one.

At one glance, the bottom of her eyes was already dark and filled with anger.

Because that's what she wants.

Although I haven't really decided yet.

But she still wished she had a diamond ring.

Even if it's not true, even if it's just like, even if there's no man to send her.

She still wants one.

To this end, she worked hard to make money and opened her own jewelry store.

To satisfy one's private desires.

Unexpectedly, I have planned for so long and haven't got anything.

Mo Xiyan, a woman who had never done anything, got it easily.

Damn it.

But wait, what does she mean by showing herself this now?

Zheng Jiajia's brain turns quickly.

Get rid of some negative emotions rationally.

The line of sight has been fixed on Mo Xiyan's left ring finger, and the sudden bottom of his eyes flashed.

"Are you married?"

Then she looked up, "with whom?"

She was sure that the bridegroom was not the seventh Lord.

Because if a prince gets married.

It's impossible without ten miles of red makeup.

So she had to marry another man.

At this moment, Zheng Jiajia was excited again.

This news was sold to Murong Leng, so was she more valuable in her eyes?

"Well, naturally it's my man."

Don't cherish Yan's smile. His eyes are unknowingly stained with the word happiness.

The sweet and greasy smile like honey makes Zheng Jiajia sick.

"You dare to betray the seventh Lord. Now you think others can tolerate you?"

Zheng Jiajia also chuckled. Her face was still elegant, but her eyes were full of malice.

"It won't bother you. I always feel that I still live by myself and don't have to worry about what nonsense others say."

Then, Mo Xiyan stretched his waist and looked up at the sky, "ah, it's not early. I have something else to do, so I'll accompany you. Miss Zheng is free to leave."

She then stepped directly into Yueji Pavilion and walked directly upstairs.

Zheng Jiajia subconsciously wants to follow up.

But as soon as the foot moved, it retracted very quickly.

The first women here just scolded her. She still remembers.

If you go in now, maybe you'll be told?

She is not a fool. Naturally, she will not be scolded for nothing.

So Zheng Jiajia thought, turned and got on the carriage and went straight to the palace.

On the second floor of the elegant Pavilion, Mo Xiyan opened a corner of the curtain, looked at the passing carriage and smiled, "this Zheng Jiajia is really interesting."

Sunset Villa

In the dark room, there was a decadent sound from time to time.

With the excitement of men and the pain of women, it meets into the most primitive symphony of mankind.

"No, please, let me go. I really don't, I can't."

Her answer was that the man attacked more violently. Her eyes turned white and her breathing was stagnant.

It's not easy to slow down, but women still can't get relief and have to bear everything.

It was Murong Shen, the legendary cowardly ninth Lord, who brought her such pain.

Oh, that's ridiculous.