Chapter 1175: Fanwai Nangongxuan's confusion and love 48
"Young Grandma" Aunt Chen hurriedly interrupted Yue Qingyun's words and immediately looked outside. She seemed a little afraid that the coachman would hear it, and lowered her voice: "Xiao Wang is the wife's confidant, you can offend anyone, it's him
, don't offend me."
"oh?"
Yue Qingyun raised the curtain suspiciously and looked at the driver's back, and looked at the driver's straight figure and his wrists that were not moving when he whipped the horse, but blinked his eyes in surprise: "He
Is it the wife's confidant?"
"Um"
Aunt Chen said whisperingly, "Don't look at him as a coachman and never speaks, but if there is anything happening to the lady, she always...."
"Sister Chen!"
Before Aunt Chen could finish her words, the coachman's cold voice came in from outside: "When did you talk as much as those little maids?"
Seeing Aunt Chen's immediate silence, Yue Qingyun couldn't help but feel shocked.
This coachman is definitely a master
Aunt Chen's voice was so low that he could no longer be low. The driver sitting outside the carriage could hear such whispers behind him in the wind brought by the carriage, which was enough to prove his profound internal strength.
After blinking his eyes, his lips immediately pouted and he muttered in a low voice: "Miss Chen didn't say anything, as for that fierceness?"
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"May I ask, are the three of them from Mrs. Murong's family?"
Yue Qingyun had just stepped off the carriage, and a shopkeeper came up to him. He bowed to Yue Qingyun and the other two with a smile on their faces and came over to ask.
Aunt Chen snorted coldly, looked at Yue Qingyun beside her, and said coldly: "Is it necessary to ask this? I haven't seen our young grandmother yet."
"Yes, yes! I've seen the young grandma." The shopkeeper bowed to Yue Qingyun and smiled: "The young man has followed Mrs. Murong's instructions and will not receive any other guests today. The young grandma can choose slowly."
"oh?"
Yue Qingyun suddenly felt a little upset, but she said lightly, followed the shopkeeper into the store, and the two young men standing by the door immediately closed the door.
Yue Qingyun frowned slightly, turned around and looked around the store, looked at the carriage parked outside the store through the crack of the door, and felt even more depressed.