Yun Lang tilted his head slightly, with a cold light in his eyes, "You want to trick me into helping you find someone together."
"This thing." Mu Lingbo put the gold button in the palm of his hand, "it was given to him by Xia Houyan, but it is not actually mine."
"Ah?" When the shopkeeper heard that the gold button was not hers, he immediately felt that he had made a big mistake.
Mu Lingbo's voice turned cold, "What are you doing, regretting it? Is there anything wrong with keeping my son's things here? Besides, the person you are looking for is also the owner of the golden button."
The shopkeeper lowered his head and said, "No problem."
Yun Lang continued with a stern face, "So what? Even if this is the case, why does he know the whereabouts of Xia Houyan?"
"Do you think Xia Houyan would give a gold button to a child casually? Brother, do you know him?" She deliberately teased.
For Xia Houyan, a profiteer, this is indeed not his usual approach.
Yun Lang only thought for a moment and then said, "Even if his relationship with this child is extraordinary, why would this child know his whereabouts?"
"Because this child was the last person Xia Houyan saw before he left Li Jing." Mu Lingbo said casually, "He wanted to meet a friend before he left, and he happened to be my son's friend. I have something important to do.
, so I entrusted my son to make a trip and send that person there."
Yun Lang snorted coldly, "What kind of friend?"
"Ye Beiling."
As soon as the name came out, Yun Lang's face changed color slightly.
The shopkeeper immediately smiled and said, "Yes, that's right, he is our master's best friend."
"Of course I know. But when will Ye Beiling need to be sent there by a child?" Yun Lang still looked unbelieving.
Mu Lingbo became a little irritated, "You have so many problems. It was my son who rescued Ye Beiling when he was tied up with five spider threads. I don't believe it, but this shopkeeper wants to help me now, so he
I don’t have time to die in your hands right now, that’s all.”
"Your son is so capable, why do you still need someone to find him?"
"Your surname is Yun, are you from the Yun family?" Mu Lingbo chuckled, with a deliberately disdainful look in his eyes, "Didn't you go to Lijing? Don't you know my son?"
"I'm not interested in Ziwu's affairs." He replied coldly.
The shopkeeper immediately smoothed things over, "That's the eldest son of the Yun family, and this is the second son."
Mu Lingbo lost his patience and said, "It's up to you. My son went out to play and didn't know how to get home. I'm afraid he'll get lost. You can do whatever you want with other things."
After saying that, she turned around and left.
The shopkeeper stayed where he was, looking at Yun Lang with fear, "Mr. Yun..."
Yun Lang had a poker face and glanced at him coldly, "You are lucky today."
After Mu Lingbo left the Yaoxian Pavilion, he continued walking on the roof and quickly passed through the streets.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the street market is beginning to close. Looking from a high place, the lights of various houses are like lighthouses floating on the sea.
"He disappeared somewhere."
The sound came from behind, and Mu Lingbo stopped suddenly, with a smile on his lips that he knew he would be like this.
The voice then snorted coldly, "If I find it, I will only ask questions and leave."
She turned around slowly, with a faint smile on her face, "What hatred do you have against him? Only then did I realize that Xia Houyan's popularity is so bad. No wonder he sneaks around everywhere. His enemies are everywhere.
.”
Under the moonlight, Yun Lang's white clothes seemed to be covered with a layer of cold light, his porcelain-like face was delicate and cold, his eyes were as heavy as frost, and his voice was like melting ice on the vast snowy wasteland, "He owes me money!"
