Seeing that pink figure was about to walk away, Dongfang Wuye took a step forward and said before leaving, "You misunderstood, she and I are not husband and wife."
"ah?"
The boss had a look of astonishment on his face. They were not a couple, they were not a husband and wife, so wasn’t he just...
But, if that’s the case, why doesn’t this generous young man speak out?[
Judging from his experience of living for more than sixty years, I'm afraid... this young man has already fallen in love with this girl.
In addition to being good-looking, that girl has a really bad temper...
Well, if they can really get together in the future, I'm afraid... that handsome and handsome young man will become a strict wife.
But... what does this have to do with the old man? He should just sell his Yangchun noodles properly.
The silver ingot he got today is enough for him to use for several months. Why not close the door early today? The old woman at home has not worn new clothes for a long time. He will go to the cloth shop to cut one for her soon.
pieces.
After Dongfang Wuye walked out of the noodle shop, Mu Lingyue had already blended into the crowd.
The petite figure was quickly overwhelmed by the sea of people.
He curled his lips and smiled. The little girl was really hot-tempered, obedient, and tender. He had seen many women, but he felt that she was even more cute and interesting because of her temper.
"Miss Lingyue..."
Mu Lingyue left angrily. She didn't walk very fast, but she didn't see Dongfang Wuye catching up with her. She suddenly became furious.
If you have the ability, he should not come to you again. They will go their own ways.
The worst thing...the worst thing is that she won't be able to detoxify.
Humph... His beloved Zi Yan couldn't detoxify either.
She walked slowly at first, but when she saw Dongfang Wuye chasing after her, she became angry and quickened her pace, her stomach growling with hunger. There were restaurants on both sides of the street, and the aroma of food wafted into her nose from time to time.
She was getting hungrier and hungrier.
But she doesn't have a penny on her...
I don’t even have enough money to eat a bowl of noodles...
Mu Lingyue reached out and touched her belly, feeling a little annoyed. If she had known it, even if she wanted to leave, she would have finished the bowl of Yangchun noodles before leaving.
Why... should I save that money for Dongfang Wuye?
The extremely stingy Dongfang Wuye is still the National Preceptor of the Moon Kingdom. It seems that the people of the Moon Kingdom are well-dressed and the streets are quite bustling and lively. It doesn’t look like a poor country. As a National Preceptor, everyone
The monthly salary must be quite a lot...[
It is said that the richer people are, the more they pay, and it is true.
The location near the window on the second floor of Hongxing Restaurant---
The man in white clothes sat by the window, and the warm sunshine shone on his face. His white jade-like skin revealed a silky luster, and his black hair hanging down to the ground was as elegant and soft as flowing clouds.
It was bright, and it looked like brocade woven by the Weaver Girl. The white robe was dotted with red plums. The bright red contrasted with the pure white, giving him an aura of luxury.
The silver mask covering half of his face added a bit of mystery and charm to him.
His fingers were long and graceful, and he was holding a cup of tea with white smoke in his hands. His eyes fell on a certain place downstairs, and he frowned slightly, "Hong'er, come here and see if the person below is her."
Behind him stood a pretty woman in a red dress. The woman couldn't understand what he said for a moment. She blinked and asked in confusion, "She...which she?"