Chapter 146

With a wave of Mo Lingyuan's hand, the tea-making utensils on the nanmu tabletop were scattered all over the floor, and the precious purple clay pot and matching teacups fell to the ground and were broken into pieces.

Chi Ye Bai Taohua's eyes sparkled, his lips and teeth were smiling, neither angry nor annoyed, he elongated his melodious voice: "Hey, who exactly provoked you, is it worth your temper?"

Mo Lingyuan took out a thick stack of banknotes and threw them in front of Chi Yebai.

Chi Yebai picked up the banknotes scattered all over the floor, flipped through them casually, and continued jokingly: "Twenty thousand taels, is the young commander planning to buy all of my Lan Kwai Fong? Which girl do you want, just ask." That’s good, the owner of this workshop will definitely clean up the person and send it to your house in person..."

Mo Lingyuan's eyebrows were stern, and his voice was deep and angry: "Stop pretending to me, these banknotes are numbered in order, did you take them out of the bank?"

Only then did Chi Yebai take a closer look, and said in surprise, "It's indeed the bank note in my hand, but how did it get into your hands, Young Marshal?"

"I also want to ask you, who passed through the money, and how did it end up in the hands of my handsome young lady?" Mo Lingyuan's voice was cold, and the breath around his body became colder and deeper, as if he had just come out of his body. The sword is in danger of killing someone at any time, "What is the relationship between you and my handsome young lady?"

Chi Yebai's thoughts moved slightly, and he immediately understood the twists and turns, and quickly threw the pot away: "Young commander, please calm down, you have wronged me. The owner of this shop and the young commander's wife only met once, so it is really not friendship." .

The young marshal's wife brought a sedan chair to my Lan Kwai Fong to take Nanyan girl back to the young marshal's mansion. Except for that one time, the owner of this workshop never met the young marshal's wife and said a word. I hope the young marshal will check it out . "

Mo Lingyuan remained silent, his eyes were fixed on Chi Yebai.

Chi Yebai was furious from Mo Lingyuan's murderous eyes staring at him, and said bravely: "This money was originally a dividend for Mr. Yun, I just took it out for him and handed it over to him.

As for how it got into the young lady's hands, I don't know. "

"Young Master Yun?" Mo Lingyuan paused every word: "Which Young Master Yun?"

"Of course it's Master Yun Che Yun." Chi Yebai smiled meaningfully, fixed his eyes on Mo Lingyuan's expression, not letting go of the slightest change: "In my opinion, if you are in a hurry to know the truth, you should go directly to Ask the young lady how the money came from..."

"Where is Yun Che now?" Mo Lingyuan clenched his fingers and slammed his fist on the table.

The fine nanmu table, with a "click", was hammered into a big hole, the sharp wooden thorn cut the back of the hand, and bright red blood gushed out.

Having known each other for many years, Mo Lingyuan has always been cold and aloof, with a cold temper, and has never lost such a big temper in front of him.

Chi Yebai's heart trembled, he realized the seriousness of the problem, restrained the cynical smile on his face, stood up hastily, and asked solemnly: "Young commander, what happened?

Yun Che came to see me the day before yesterday, and said that he would leave Jincheng for a while, and he would not be back until about a week later.

He also asked me to send someone to help him take out the money stored in the bank, I thought he wanted to be a moneymaker, but I never expected that he would give the money to the young lady in private..."

Mo Lingyuan's knuckles turned white.

For the first time, Yun Che helped her bring Nan Yan out of Lan Kwai Fong.

The second time, give her 20,000 taels of silver notes to draw a clear line with the Young Marshal's Mansion.

A man does these things for his woman again and again at any cost, the purpose is obvious...