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Unlike those girls who claimed that they were talented and unattainable, Mu Zhihuan was simply a perfect person in the eyes of the Xiaohe.

"Why are you looking at me like that for? Your face is almost the same. I want to go back tomorrow and start a new shop, what do you think? "

Xiaohe nodded her head as though she was pounding garlic: "Okay, boss, don't worry, I will definitely testify for you, it was my own method of using makeup that was wrong, causing my face to become so bad, this has nothing to do with your things, I will definitely clarify, I will definitely not let you, boss, suffer unjustly."

This was exactly what he wanted: "Hehe, I've been waiting for you to say that."

"However, boss, this Gui Yu Shui is really amazing. Will you produce a product from this in the future?"

Actually, Mu Zhihuan was very clear in her heart that the reason why the Xiaohe was able to improve so quickly was mostly because she had suppressed the Xiaohe very well the moment she had closed her mouth.

If it really did explode, then perhaps this crude Purple Sage Water might not be able to work.

"No need. This item is hard to save and easy to break. However, I will come up with other alternatives. I'll give you some when the time comes, take it back and try it out."

Xiaohe never thought that not only did Mu Zhihuan help him this much, she even gave him a new product for free and thanked him immediately: "Thank you, boss!"

Seeing her serious look, Mu Zhihuan laughed, "Such a small matter, what is there to thank."

At this time, Wu Miao finished her work and came out. She immediately saw Mu Zhihuan standing in the courtyard.

"Zhihuan, why are you here?"

Mu Zhihuan was stunned by the question. "I … Shouldn't they come? "

Wu Miao realized that what she had said was wrong, "No, I said that if you wanted to come, you should have let me know earlier. I was so busy that I didn't even notice you coming."

Seeing Wu Miao's polite look, Mu Zhihuan laughed: "You treat me as your guest? "Don't worry, this is my second home. I don't need to greet anyone when I return home."

Hearing Mu Zhihuan treat her crappy courtyard as her home, Wu Miao's heart warmed, and she felt a little embarrassed: "Are you here to see the new product?"

As she talked about the new product, Mu Zhihuan became interested. Coincidentally, Xiaohe was about to leave as well, so Mu Zhihuan immediately got her carriage to send her back, in case Xiaohe run into Wu Miao's problem again.

Who would have thought that Xiaohe would be so touched that she would almost kneel down towards Mu Zhihuan? She was so shocked that Mu Zhihuan almost lost her balance and kneeled down with her.

He was a modern man, how could he have received such courtesy? He immediately told her that there was no need, and told Xiaohe to return early. After that, he was dragged by Wu Miao into the fatty pink world.

Looking at the dazzling array of new products, Mu Zhihuan was so happy that her eyes had even narrowed into lines.

This was all money. If he sold all of this, he would be able to return the money!

And then he opened a branch store, kicked Jiang Ziqing, married Gao Fujun, and walked to the peak of life, that was not a dream!

"Zhihuan, you... Are you possessed? "

Wu Miao had wanted to show Mu Zhihuan the makeup remover made with the tea fruit oil, but she did not expect to see Mu Zhihuan laughing foolishly.

"Oh, it's fine. We'll have to adjust these things and prepare to open a shop tomorrow."

"Really?"

Wu Miao looked at Mu Zhihuan in pleasant surprise, "But … Hua Song still hasn't been dealt with... "

"Don't worry about him. We're going to do it. We'll deal with him when he comes."

There was the Consort Xian behind Hua Song, so she wouldn't be able to settle this easily.

After the two of them organized for a long time, Mu Zhihuan finally yawned and bade farewell to Wu Miao.

When he returned to his residence, it was already dusk, and he coincidentally bumped into Jiang Zisu.

"You went to find Gu Mingxuan again?"

Mu Zhihuan, "..."

Could it be that she only knew Gu Mingxuan?

"No, I went to look for Wu Miao. Why did you just return?"

It was only now that Mu Zhihuan noticed, that although Jiang Zisu's expression did not change, it could be seen that his movements were clearly slower than usual.

"You drink?"

Jiang Zisu nodded. "Mn, with the crown prince."

Mu Zhihuan said in an 'oh'. Seems like Jiang Zisu is planning to be on the same side as the crown prince, so the venison is not a threat, but a show of goodwill?

"Then you be careful. I'll go back first."

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Mu Zhihuan's pretty face seemed to be enveloped in a hazy light.

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but before he could even take two steps, he was stopped by Jiang Zisu. "Don't go back yet.

Mu Zhihuan pointed at herself, puzzled. "Me?"

Jiang Zisu acknowledged.

Mu Zhihuan, "..."

Shouldn't he be looking for Yang Qiuyu at this time? Why would he look for someone who would go against him?

Although he thought like that in his heart, Jiang Zisu still didn't let go of her hand, and since he had no other choice, he could only take a deep breath and risk his life to accompany his son, "Alright, let me go first."

Seeing that Mu Zhihuan had agreed, a smile appeared on Jiang Zisu's face. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, he looked just like a child.

For a moment, Mu Zhihuan thought that she had seen wrongly. When she blinked her eyes and looked again, the arrogance on Jiang Zisu's face had already returned to normal.

"Let's go. Where should we go?"

He thought that Jiang Zisu would take him somewhere, but he didn't expect that it was really just a stroll.

The two of them walked on the streets of the capital without a destination in mind. Jiang Zisu's gaze was a little dull as he looked at the people on the streets with a cold and detached expression.

Just at this time, a little child suddenly bumped into Jiang Zisu. The little child raised his head and looked at Jiang Zisu's fearsome face and started crying.

Jiang Zisu wanted to console him, but once he got close, the child cried even more.

Seeing Jiang Zisu's pretty good looking arms and legs on the spot, Mu Zhihuan couldn't help but laugh. She had to the point that her stomach hurt.

Seeing that Jiang Zisu was helpless, Mu Zhihuan walked forward and whispered: "Brat, don't cry, look at what I'm doing."

Saying that, with a flick of Mu Zhihuan's wrist, she conjured a windmill.

When the wind blew, the beautiful color of the windmill turned gorgeous. The child looked at it and stopped crying.

He curiously extended his hand, wanting to grab the windmill, but right when he was about to grab it, he was suddenly recalled by Mu Zhihuan.

The child's face was filled with confusion, he looked like he was about to cry again, Mu Zhihuan immediately asked: "Where is your master?"

As the child was deep in thought, not a single word was spoken, a woman in plain clothes ran up to him nervously.

He could even see the small, dirty handprint on Jiang Zisu's clothes at a glance.

"Ah …" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I didn't see a good child … Your clothes must be very expensive... "How much is it? I'll compensate you."

Looking at the woman's clothes that had been sewn together, Mu Zhihuan felt a little sour in her heart. This kind of thing, she had also once acted in a golden manner, "Aunt, there's no need to compensate, just go back and wash."

The woman looked at Jiang Zisu a little uneasily, as if she was trying to decide on something.