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No matter what despicable method she used, Yun Fei had already completed her mission. She sighed and didn't say anything more.

He could only hope that from today onwards, Zhang Xiusheng would be able to cherish the person in front of him.

Ying Ying packed up her jewelry and put them in a bag. Just as she was about to leave, Yun Fei suddenly stood up and thought for a moment, then said, "If you believe me, then leave the money here with me. I'll send it over to you guys when you get married."

Zhang Xiucai's character was nothing to be proud of, so Yun Xu thought it would be better to keep his trump card.

Ying Ying laughed without a care, her beautiful face full of radiance. "Since I've decided to stay with him, then of course I can't play tricks anymore. From now on, everything that belongs to me belongs to him, not to mention that it's just a small fortune. I want to bet my life on this.

Yun Xu blinked his eyes, speechless.

She still felt that this Zhang Xiucai was not a good person. When he had taken pictures of his reputation and abandoned Ying Ying, Yingying should have known about his true nature.

Why was she still so obsessed with him, willing to risk herself to hand over everything she had?

Yun Fei didn't understand this sort of feeling, much less understand it.

However, she had always respected the decisions of others, not to mention that between her and Yingying, it was originally only the relationship between the employer and the employer.

"No matter what, be careful." Yun Xu felt a little uneasy. He sighed again and instructed.

Yingying nodded, changed into the clothes Yun came out wearing, put on makeup, lowered her head and walked out quickly.

Not long later, the sound of a turtle slave came from the door, "Yunpeng, your Miss wants you to go out again. There's going to be a heavy rain soon, be careful, don't wet the doorsill again-"

She left.

From then on, he had wandered the world with the one he loved.

Yun Fei listened, her rhombus-shaped lips curving into a cute curve. She picked up the teacup from the table, touched the cup lid, and slowly drank.

His posture was cozy and leisurely. The feet on the table trembled happily once again.

He decided to sleep first. Tonight, he had to deal with a pervert from Beijing.

In the Southern Kingdom.

Lin Ping Tea House.

The rain had caught them off guard, and the passersby quickly sought places to shelter themselves from the rain. The teahouse faced the street and was located in a bustling area of the city. There were also many passers-by who entered the teahouse to take shelter from the rain. The influx of people made this simple and elegant teahouse that was two stories high burst into noise.

The private room on the second floor was already filled with people, and the seats in the hall had already been reserved. The shopkeeper was grinning from ear to ear as he stood behind the counter. He held an abacus and cracked it non-stop.

Another group of girls ran in through the rain – it was not unusual for women to appear in public due to the open customs of the Southern Kingdom. However, they were all girls from small families.

But all the dainties of Jiangnan were concentrated on these little jades. All of them had fine eyebrows and delicate looks. They entered the house and kept arguing, their voices soft and brittle, like raindrops on lotus leaves outside. It went straight to the heart.

There were a total of six girls, and the seats in the hall were separated, with people having to fight for seats with others.

The waiter pointed at many places, and they all shook their heads in displeasure — the girls didn't like each other, so they probably wanted to sit together. The waitress understood as well. After thinking for a while with a frown, she tried asking, "There's a private room upstairs, there's only one customer. He packed it himself, but there was enough room for the girls to sit down. Why don't you go and discuss it with the guest? "