Shenhao: The little widow became the richest woman in Beijing

Mu Yiru walked into the room, her movements a little uncomfortable, "Sister."

Bai Xueru glanced at her, "What's wrong?"

Mu Yiru: "I came back late, and the servant informed me that I had arranged for someone to send those people over to you."

Bai Xueru said, "Oh!"

In fact, I was also testing to see if she really chose them because she had a system and judged the three of them to be useful. It seemed like she just had a good eye...

Mu Yiyun raised his head, his eyes a little avoidant, not daring to look directly at Bai Xueru.

"What are you talking about?"

"Talk about a good friend, talk about staying together."

Mu Yiyun was stunned, "He said you were his beloved?"

Bai Xueru chuckled lightly, "You have to ask Mr. Qingzhu about this." She turned her head and looked at him with a smile:

"Am I your beloved?"

Mu Yiyun immediately prayed nervously: "I have already sent the person to you, sister!"

"So what!"

"Here, can you, can you?"

Bai Xueru deliberately bullied her, "It's not impossible, how about you do it for him?"

Qingzhu sat quietly beside him, watching silently!

Mu Yiyun remembered the scene that morning and couldn't help but tighten his collar, "This, this,"

Bai Xueru's eyes were playful, and there was a smile on her lips, deliberately teasing her, "What? Aren't you already mine?"

Mu Yiyun opened his eyes wide and looked horrified, "Is it really true?"

Bai Xueru laughed loudly, "Yes, didn't you lose yourself to me by drinking?"

Mu Yiyun's face turned red, "That's what you're talking about!" "I drank too much, can I not count this?" The woman's face was full of sadness, why did she sell herself out after just one drink!

"That's not possible, I have written it down! Qingzhu is the proof."

Bai Xueru's eyes were full of smiles. I didn't expect that she was such an innocent person inside, but how did she come here to meet Qingzhu? I am really curious!

Mu Yiyun was still standing uncomfortably, completely unable to see the flamboyance he showed when they first met! She was a bit cute. Seeing her like this, Bai Xueru chuckled and stopped teasing her.

He raised his hand to drink a cup of tea and said, "Forget it, sister, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't tease you anymore." He flicked Mu Yiyun's forehead and left.

He didn't go to see Qingzhu because he was not his lover.

I went to Mo Ran’s place. Since I came and spent money, I enjoyed the service! After all, he still makes himself feel comfortable...

Several people here were eating cakes and snacks in the room. Bai Xueru just walked in.

Fleetingly said: "Madam, I thought you had forgotten us." She looked quite sour and jealous.

Bai Xueru thought about what Qingzhu said just now, was it not voluntary? I can't help but want to be kinder to them. Life is not easy for everyone...

"Of course not. You are here, so of course I am thinking about you! This is not coming here."

After he finished speaking, he asked again: "What were you talking about just now?"

Ziyan said, "I'm talking about whether you like green bamboo more, madam."

"I look for you every time I come here, so naturally I like you more." The main thing is that liking you can make me money! Bai Xueru added in her heart.

"Which one of the four of us does the lady like more?" Liunian asked again?

How to answer this question?

"Mo Ran squeezes his shoulders and massages his back very comfortably, and it feels comfortable to be around someone quietly. Ziyan is considerate, considerate, and gentle. Leyan is superb in piano skills and very talented. He has an optimistic and straightforward personality in his life!"

"You all have your own merits, and you are all excellent young masters!"

Liunian curled his lips, "I heard that Mo Ran would make you most comfortable!"

Bai Xueru knocked on him and chuckled: "I like you the most, okay!"

Liu Nian looked at her and smiled...

Bai Xueru was on the bed, Mo Ran was rubbing her back, and the others were eating pastries around the table and chatting from time to time.

The atmosphere was harmonious, but the door was knocked again...