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Chapter 65 Confrontation

Wang Yanran dragged out a chair from the room, and her pair of snow-white eyes moved together habitually, but then bounced away in an instant.

Tang Jian frowned slightly, "Why, did you take gunpowder early in the morning?"

From the looks of it, she probably knew about his affair with Wang Yanran.

When I left before, I was quite free and easy. It turned out that I was looking for help!

It’s just that I didn’t say I was irresponsible.

"Tell me, are you having an affair with Sister Yanran?"

Tang Jian touched his nose and said, "Yes!"

Zhao Mengxin picked up a stone and threw it at Tang Jian, "You still have the nerve to admit it! You scumbag!"

Then he turned around and glared at the woman sitting on the chair, but the latter still had an indifferent expression on her face.

Zhao Mengxin felt inexplicably angry when she saw that the two of them didn't seem to take it seriously.

Tang Jian stepped down and said, "This matter is my problem and I can take responsibility for it!"

Zhao Mengxin grabbed Tang Jian's clothes and said, "It sounds nice, why do you take responsibility?"

"Based on your ability to make wine, or your ability to speak well, are you worthy of Zhang Cuihua?"

"Don't urinate to show yourself, can you be responsible?"

Zhao Mengxin vented her anger furiously.

Tang Jian did not resist, nor did he want to make any argument.

"Meng Xin! I went to the wrong room, I don't blame Tang Jian, and I don't need him to be responsible!"

Wang Yanran endured her physical discomfort and stopped Zhao Mengxin.

After all, this incident cannot be entirely blamed on Tang Jian, as he had not restrained himself at the time.

Originally, she wanted to sneak back early in the morning, but she didn't expect to see Zhao Mengxin's scrutinizing look on her face as soon as she opened the door.

She must have thought that the less people knew about this kind of thing, the better.

So under her repeated questioning, she remained tight-lipped.

Unexpectedly, this little girl went directly to confront Tang Jian.

"Sister Yanran, you have to listen to me on this matter. Now that it has happened, we have to go through the process next!"

Zhao Mengxin held Wang Yanran's hands with a particularly serious expression.

"Tang Jian, I know you still have an unclear relationship with Zhang Cuihua, but starting from today, I hope you can deal with all these things that you shouldn't have. Do you understand?"

"Sorry, I can't do it!" Tang Jian rejected Zhao Mengxin without even thinking.

In this matter, Tang Jian would be irresponsible for the other party if he gave up on either party.

Unless the other party chooses to give up, Tang Jian will choose not to bother him and then look for other ways to compensate him.

"You..." Zhao Mengxin was so angry that her face turned red.

"You scoundrel, shameless, despicable, dirty playboy!"

"Pfft~" Wang Yanran laughed at Zhao Mengxin's series of scoldings.

"Okay, that's the end of this matter. I never thought of holding him responsible for this matter from the beginning to the end. It was all of my own free will!"

The two tiger teeth exposed by Zhao Mengxin's mouth were covered, and her urge to bite Tang Jian to death was stopped in time.

"You should think carefully about your relationship with your sister Cuihua. As for us, we will meet again if we are destined!"

Wang Yanran dragged Zhao Mengxin back to her room.

I saw Zhao Mengxin suddenly winking playfully at Tang Jian.

Is this an illusion? Tang Jian is a bit out of his mind. What on earth are these two playing?

After the two went back to the room and changed their clothes, they simply said goodbye and left.

After getting into her luxury car, Wang Yanran sighed, and then her eyes gradually closed.

"Sister Yanran! How do you think this matter should be handled? I need to send someone..." Zhao Mengxin asked from the driver's seat.

Wang Yanran's eyes opened slightly, and she felt that her whole personality changed drastically, "When we are alone, please call me special envoy!"

Zhao Mengxin immediately sat upright and said helplessly: "Okay, my special envoy~"

Seeing no response for a long time, Zhao Mengxin stopped asking any more questions, started the vehicle and left...

Li Xiujuan was still standing at the door watching the luxury car leave, "These two kids left without eating breakfast!"

Tang Xingguo looked like he understood everything, "I'm a big boss, so I can't rush back to make money right now. Do you think you're like the two of us little old ladies?"

The same thing is that their eyes are full of happiness and satisfaction.

Any one of these two beautiful bosses is more than enough to be his daughter-in-law.

If we could get them all, it would be a great blessing for our ancestors!

Tang Jian looked at the two old babies and giggled there, as if they had seen their children and grandchildren running around.

"Xingguo, Xiujuan!"

From a distance, I saw the village chief Zhang Dexing looking in a hurry and started shouting from a distance.

He was dragged up the mountain by Widow Liu early this morning.

While pulling, he shouted: "Yes, village chief, we really have it!"

As a result, people all along the way came out to watch the fun.

Widow Liu is certainly not afraid of big troubles, but Liu Dexing is not.

If this matter is not explained clearly, he will immediately be ruined and his reputation will be ruined, and the tigress at home will have to skin him alive!

A group of people followed Widow Liu's call and walked into the garden to understand what the so-called "birth" was all about.

It turned out that Widow Liu had been thinking about what Tang Jian said yesterday. After all, she was alone and she was about to be unable to open the pot.

If he can really sell a lot of apricots, then even if he wants to get married again, it is not impossible.

Early in the morning, Widow Liu climbed up the hillside with great hope.

When I first saw the golden pieces, I couldn't believe it.

It wasn't until she took it off with her own hands and stuffed it into her mouth that she felt a mouthful of juice that made her call it a miracle.

One tree can produce approximately one hundred kilograms of fruit, and I have thirty apricot trees.

At 20 yuan per catty, that’s 60,000 yuan!

This small amount of money, let alone a dowry, would be more than enough even if Widow Liu wanted to come and get married and recruit a husband...

When she thought of this, Widow Liu couldn't help grinning to the root of her mouth.

He quickly ran towards the village chief's house like a child.

Village chief Zhang Dexing finally walked to the door of Tang Jian's house out of breath, his back completely bent.

After taking a glass of water and drinking it, he regained his breath, "Tang Jian, you...you did what happened to the apricot tree, right?"

"Come on, come on, hurry up. Everyone is going crazy. If you don't handle this matter, neither of us will have an easy time today!" Zhang Dexing had just come from the mountain and was rushed over by the guys.

A group of people kept shouting: "Why do they have it at their home and want it at home too?"

Tang Jian was dragged by the village chief to the village committee, where the villagers had gathered early.

Seeing Tang Jian coming, he quickly made way.

"Tang Jian, is the twenty-one pounds you said before true?"

"When will our apricots be ripe?"

Zhang Dexing pressed his hands and said, "Everyone, be quiet for a moment and let Tang Jian speak!"

Seeing Tang Jian walking onto a pile of sand, everyone slowly calmed down.

"Uncles and aunties, I have already spoken about your questions before."

“You don’t have to worry about the price or labor, just wait and count the money at home!”

It's just that when everyone heard this, they still didn't quite believe it.

How can there be such a good thing in this world, where you can make money without doing anything?

At this time, Zhang Ergou struggled to escape from among several aunts, "Brother Jian! Brother Jian!"

"Me, me, I can do anything!"


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