The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly: "Second Young Master He comes here often, about once every ten days, but he rarely stays on weekdays. He just walks around and then leaves."
Mo Lingwei thought for a while, stood up and walked to the counter, picked up a pen and ink to write a letter, and handed it to the shopkeeper: "When Mr. He comes over again, please give this letter to him.
By the way, tell him about Second Miss He's coming here, and he will know. "
"Know what?"
As soon as the words fell, there was a chuckle behind him.
Mo Lingwei turned her head and saw He Wenhao walking in quickly with Ren Zhi.
Although the man was wearing artificial limbs, he was no different from normal people when he was walking. He was wearing a sky blue gown and had a gentle smile. When he looked at Mo Lingwei, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness.
Mo Lingwei's mood suddenly improved, as if seeing a ray of sunshine in the hazy sky.
She took the envelope from the shopkeeper and handed it to He Wenhao, "I was talking about you, but I didn't expect Mr. He to come."
"It's better to come early than coincidentally. I didn't expect to meet you, Miss Mo, here." He Wenhao laughed at Yan Yan.
The shopkeeper saw another noble person he couldn't afford to offend, and welcomed He Wenhao into the cubicle.
Across the carved and hollow screen, the two sat in the room and chatted.
The guard stood guard at the door, watching He Wenhao follow the young lady into the room, and glanced inside from time to time, feeling uneasy in his heart.
How should I report to the young marshal this time?
It is said that the young lady met Miss He Er and gave Miss He Er a blow.
The young marshal definitely praised: Yes, she is indeed my handsome woman.
Said that Second Master He chatted with Mrs. Young Madam in the cubicle for a while.
What awaited him was probably the rage of the young marshal.
If you don't come sooner or later, why did you meet He Wenhao at this time?
The shopkeeper brought two trays of snacks and a pot of tea into the compartment, "You two, please take your time."
Mo Lingwei twisted the purple sand teapot and poured tea for He Wenhao: "Why are you free to come here today?"
He Wenhao picked up the teacup and took a sip, "I didn't intend to come here, but I happened to be discussing business in a nearby restaurant when I heard gunshots.
Pedestrians on the street were a little flustered, saying that the gunshots seemed to be coming from Yunlai Pavilion. I was afraid of accidents, so I rushed over to take a look.
What a coincidence, I didn't expect Miss Mo to be there. "
Mo Lingwei's voice was soft, "Not only am I here, but Miss He Er was also there just now."
He Wenhao unfolded the letter paper, scanned the envelope at a glance, folded the letter paper, and put it in his underwear, "So, you should have fired that shot?"
"Exactly." Mo Lingwei admitted without hesitation: "Let Second Miss He understand the situation well. Although my Yunlai Pavilion branch is opened in Yuncheng, the entire Yuncheng is not something that your He family can cover with one hand. .”
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly changed his words: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to target you."
He Wenhao laughed loudly: "I know you didn't mean that, so don't be sorry, although my surname is He, and the blood of the He family is flowing in my body, I haven't considered myself as the He family for a long time."
Mo Lingwei also knew a little about the situation of the He family, lowered her eyes, sighed secretly, and just said in a low voice: "Anyway, be careful."
Except for Renzhi, almost all of the He family belonged to the three brothers and sisters He Changqing and He Jingxian.
Even if He Wenhao has three heads and six arms, he can't stop so many open and dark arrows.
If you want to harm others, you will be monitored in all aspects of food and clothing, but if you have a plan, you can get in everywhere...