It's not that she intentionally concealed her deception, but that the two sides have different positions.
Only by having reservations can we more safely protect our tribe and Gu Fenglin.
Meng Jia was not that easy to fool, he frowned and looked at Mu Yunhan silently.
He is not what he used to be. His eyes are no longer as innocent as before, but are extremely sharp.
Mu Yunhan was a little flustered by him, but he didn't show any expression that he shouldn't have, only sincerity and expectation.
"Why not find Gu Fenglin." Meng Jia raised his chin slightly, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
Mu Yunhan said: "His health goes up and down. I don't want him to worry about it. I just want him to rest in peace and get better soon."
This reason makes sense, Meng Jia thought, if Gu Fenglin hadn't known that he was in poor health, he wouldn't have been able to say those words to him.
His face was expressionless: "What about Gu Yilan? This matter involves more of your family affairs. Wouldn't it be better for him to handle it?"
Mu Yunhan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "I don't trust him."
Meng Jia couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, but it looked more like a mockery and a sneer.
He finally asked the question he really wanted to ask: "So, you trust me more? Why?"
Mu Yunhan opened his eyes wide and looked at him stupidly: "I believe in your character. After all, we have known you for so many years."
Character? This is really a panacea answer.
This was not the answer Meng Jia wanted. He angrily cursed in his heart and said with an ugly face: "I'm not a good person. I need to be paid for helping."
"What do you want?" Mu Yunhan breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted a good reward, but he was most afraid that if he refused to accept the reward, it would be difficult to repay the favor.
Meng Jia turned the teacup: "Prescription for Shenxian Powder."
Mu Yunhan's heart suddenly trembled.
This is her most profitable prescription, the secret recipe for bruises and injuries. It can be said to be the only one in the world. As long as it is there, you will never be poor.
But Meng Jia wanted this now, and her heart hurt like a knife.
"Can I change it?" she asked softly.
"No." Meng Jia laughed a little evilly: "My request is a bit excessive, but compared with the lives of your family members, this is nothing, right?"
Mu Yunhan took a deep breath and tried hard not to look at his face that was begging for a beating.
"I can give you a prescription, but it depends on how well you can do it."
She finally made a decision. Yes, the prescription was not as important as human life, not as important as the safety of the tribe, and not as important as Gu Fenglin.
"Is it okay to do your best, even if it means giving up your life?" Meng Jia suddenly leaned forward, staring closely into her eyes, his voice low and hoarse.
Mu Yunhan quickly stepped back and said, "Speak carefully! Do you think you are still rich?"
Meng Jia sat up straight and laughed "haha": "I'm sorry, I suddenly forgot that you are a woman and a sophisticated woman!"
Mu Yunhan frowned, what did this mean? Calling her not like a woman?
It doesn't matter, as long as Gu Fenglin thinks she is a woman, it doesn't matter if others think she is neither a boy nor a girl.
"Then it's settled. I'll see how well you do. If you do half of it, I'll give you half of the prescription. If you do it all, the prescription will be yours."
Mu Yunhan tapped his palm, and the waiter brought food and wine in.
"Let's talk while eating." Mu Yunhan picked up a drunken crab for Meng Jia, "The earliest one, the only one in the capital."