Although this is indeed a good king, Jin Yuan secretly feels that Zhuo Yanchong is not a bad person, but a complete evil person!
What a man who collects bribes and suppresses them quietly!
"The person you schemed against will surely end badly!"
Jin Yuan concluded:
Zhuo Yanchong raised his eyes and smiled casually, walked to Jin Yuan, rubbed the corners of her lips, and said leisurely: "So, little Yuan Bao'er, what about you? Are you afraid of being plotted by me?"
Jin Yuan only felt that the corners of her lips were hot when his fingertips touched her, and she didn't answer for a long time.
When his hand left and the warmth on his lips suddenly dropped, she realized what she was doing. She jumped up and shouted regardless of her image: "Don't call me Yuanbao!"
The word "Yuanbao"...but it's her "sad" past!
He's such a badass, he even mentioned this!
"Zhuo Bingshan, I hate it when people call me Yuanbao! I have a name and a surname!"
Zhuo Yanchong's expression became a little strange, the smile on his lips gradually faded away, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Does anyone else call you Yuanbao?"
"It's all in the past..."
Jin Yuan curled her lips and said unhappily.
After arriving in heaven and being assigned to the God of Wealth, everyone would either call her by her full name, or call her Xiaoyuan Ayuan, but she hadn’t been called Yuanbao yet!
Because she is in charge of Yuan Bao, so she can’t get it mixed up!
"Remember, from now on, only I can use this title..."
Zhuo Yanchong reminded her coldly. Seeing her staring at him blankly, looking confused, he leaned into her ear and said: "Since you agree to come back to the palace with me, you can only be my little Yuan Bao'er."
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After that, he turned around and left the room.
Jin Yuan was shocked by his ambiguous and domineering words. When Hui Mao saw Zhuo Yanchong finally left, he spoke confidently and boldly.
"Sister, what did he mean by what he just said?"
Jin Yuan touched the tip of her nose, shrugged and asked doubtfully: "Could it be that he knows my true identity and hopes that I will bring him wealth?"
Otherwise, why would you say she can only be his little ingot?
"But he seems... doesn't seem to mean it!"
Huimao jumped down from Jin Yuan's shoulder again and strutted around the room.