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Chapter 53: Destroying the little secret guard 013

 Jiang Tingting held a bunch of candied haws in her left hand and a packaged fried chicken in her right hand, strolling leisurely through the busiest streets in Beijing.

Passing by a teahouse, Jiang Tingting heard a storyteller telling stories inside and walked in directly.

I came to a good seat by the window and asked for a pot of tea.

Jiang Tingting listened to the story while eating roast chicken and drinking tea. She was so happy.

However, this happiness did not last long. Before I even finished listening to the story, I was blocked from view.

"Jiang Tingting, your life is very nourishing!"

Oh, this is the sound of finding trouble.

Jiang Tingting leaned against the window and glanced at the elegant gentleman wearing a blue and white robe and holding a folding fan.

Is Song Huaiye worthy of you, little trash?

Xu Shijiang's gaze was too contemptuous and sarcastic. Song Huaiye frowned and his tone became colder.

"What kind of look are you looking at!"

"Jiang Tingteng, this young master gives you one last chance. If you admit your mistake now and go back to receive your punishment, I can let the past go."

Jiang Tingting drank the last sip of tea from the cup and blinked innocently:

"Let bygones be bygones? Who are you to treat yourself like a piece of seafood if you get a little muddy?"

When Song Huaiye heard this, his face turned pale and he clenched the folding fan in his hand.

"Jiang Tingteng! You have to challenge my bottom line, don't you?"

Jiang Tingting spread his hands and shrugged.

"Do you have a bottom line? I've always felt that you have no bottom line."

Song Huaiye's fan bones were broken by him.

It's not what Jiang Ting heard that was irritating, it was her expression of contempt and innocence that was the most irritating.

"Jiang Tingting, I don't want to fight you here, but remember how stubborn you are today, one day I will crush your pride."

Song Huaiye left as soon as he finished speaking. He made an appointment at this teahouse, so he didn't get into any more entanglements with Jiang Tingting.

Jiang Tingting let out a light chuckle.

"What a bad thing, my good mood is gone."

[323(▔□▔): Host, have you forgotten the child of destiny who turned black in the last world? Just take it easy and don’t ask for trouble in the future!]

【That was just a small accident】

Jiang Tingting looked fearless, stood up, and left the teahouse.

It's getting late, let's go buy food for Xie Chengchao.

——

Xie Mansion

Xie Chengchao looked at the military roster and used a brush to write and draw on rice paper from time to time.

Sufeng stood beside him and reported Jiang Tingting's today's schedule.

After hearing that Song Huaiye and Jiang Tingting had met, Xie Chengchao paused with the brush in his hand, the ink smeared on the rice paper, and his eyes darkened.

"Heh..."

Jiang Tingting came back in the early days of Xu. When she came back, her hands were full of big and small bags.

"General, I bought you something good."

Xie Chengchao, who had put down the last stroke in the study, blew the rice paper and then handed it to Sufeng beside him.

"Let the trustworthy brothers in the army keep an eye on the people on the list and report to me immediately if they make any moves."

Although Sufeng felt strange, he didn't say anything. The master had his own reasons for doing things, and he just had to obey.

"Yes, Master!"

Jiang Tingting opened the study door and placed the large and small bags on the table. He looked at Xie Chengchao and smiled happily.

"It's all good stuff."

Continue to add.

"It cost exactly two hundred and fifty taels."

Xie Chengchao half-squinted his eyes.

This little secret guard does hold a grudge.

"It's getting late, I'll leave first. General, remember to take it before going to bed." Jiang Tingting patted the things he bought wrapped in brown paper bags with a sly smile.

After Jiang Tingting left the study, Sufeng opened the things she bought and then looked at Xie Chengchao with hesitation and hesitation...


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