Meng Jia pointed at Mu Yunhan and scolded: "There is a stinky girl like you who doesn't know how to appreciate people in this world! How much money do you want to sell? I have a lot..."
"Young master has a lot of money. I already know and remember it." Mu Yunhan said calmly: "Sir, how much did you spend on treating this disease?"
Mengjia couldn't answer. He was quiet for a moment and cursed in a low voice: "Who the hell remembers this? I have a lot of money, but I am not poor!"
"There are a few things in this world that no amount of money can buy. Who can stop birth, old age, illness and death?" Mu Yunhan began to pack the tea sets.
Meng Jia glared at her fiercely, snatched the teacup from Thirteenth Niang's hand with hatred, and drank all the tea powder.
After drinking, he threw the tea cup vigorously and said fiercely: "Are you satisfied?"
The crystal teacup reflected the night light, creating a streak of brilliant light, then was thrown up high, and then fell helplessly.
Xiaomi jumped up and down neatly, and steadily took the tea cup in his hand.
I didn't expect that the stinky girl would have such a capable person next to her... A flash of surprise flashed in Meng Jia's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Are you all dead?"
Several slaves immediately surrounded Xiaomi and snatched the tea cup in her hand.
Xiaomi had no stage fright against several masters, and we had a great time fighting each other.
Meng Jia snorted coldly, glanced at Mu Yunhan, and jumped in. As soon as his palm touched Xiaomi's wrist, the tea cup fell down like a meteor, and was about to hit the blue bricks.
It was too late! Mu Yunhan covered his eyes in despair.
A hand with manicured round and smooth nails grabbed the tea cup before it landed on the ground, gently scooped it up, and put the tea cup into the palm of his hand.
"Tsk..." Meng Jia chuckled disdainfully: "Look at your potential!"
Mu Yunhan opened his eyes and looked at him.
Under the gorgeous palace lantern, his eyebrows are bright, his strong jaw is undisguisedly arrogant, and the corners of his slightly raised lips are full of pride.
Mu Yunhan frowned, lowered his eyes and said, "Master, please return the tea cup to me."
Meng Jia was keenly aware that the aura around the girl had changed.
He vaguely knew that she was unhappy, but he felt that it was just a little joke. Why was she so stingy?
He clenched the tea cup angrily and raised his chin: "What if I don't? This tea cup is very unique. I accept it. How much do you want it for?"
Mu Yunhan said calmly: "Young master, your life is worth whatever you think it is."
"Bold!" Tao Rui yelled angrily: "How dare you offend the young master? Why don't you quickly apologize to the young master?"
Thirteenth Niang smiled apologetically: "Master, she is young and ignorant, so I can't help teasing you..."
"Shut up!" Meng Jia's expression changed several times, and he sneered: "You mean you won't give it to me?"
Mu Yunhan shook his head firmly: "No."
Meng Jia tossed the crystal tea cup up and down: "If I want it, what will you do?"
Mu Yunhan said: "Young Master looks hopeless."
"Bold!" Taorui was furious, "Slap your mouth!"
Thirteenth Niang quickly stopped her: "I have something to say..."
Meng Jia sneered, suddenly threw the tea cup towards Mu Yunhan, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "If you can't cure me, I will make you unable to live or die!"
Mu Yunhan hurriedly pulled up the hem of his robe to catch it, and finally saved the tea cup.
"Xiaomi, let's go." She quickly packed her things and turned to leave.
"Stop!" Taorui tried to keep her.
Meng Jia sneered and waved his hand: "Let her go. If she dares to play tricks, she won't be able to escape from my hands!" (To be continued)