The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

The boy at the door greeted him with a smile, and Lan Wangshu nodded. He hadn't paid attention to these things when he came to change clothes before, but now he saw that the service attitude was really good.

"Ayan."

Li Yanhuan looked up at the elegant young man in front of her. The half mask on his face looked very mysterious, but she knew that this was Lan Wangshu.

Her eyes were full of confusion. Lan Wangshu was clearly in the backyard, so how come he changed his clothes and came in through the front door?

Lan Wangshu's eyes flashed, he put his hands on the counter and leaned his face forward.

"Do I look good like this?"

Li Yanhuan was startled by her sudden approach, his face turned red, and he raised his hand and hit her lightly.

"It looks good, really."

Li Yanhuan glared at her. Lan Wangshu smiled and went back to the backyard, changed into women's clothes, and came out to help with the accounting.

Lan Wangshu seemed to be flipping through the account books, but in fact he was calculating in his mind what Lan Qinghe could achieve. There were now five people registered in the Lan family, and her third uncle had moved out directly after he achieved fame.

In other words, she needed to prepare forty taels. It was not that she could not come up with the money, but it was not a small amount. She bit her lip, a cold light flashed in her eyes. If Lan Qinghe did not let her down, the money would not be in vain.

To be honest, she no longer has any bottom line towards the people of the Lan family. This time they dared to sell her as a concubine, and next time they might knock her out and send her to someone else's bed. It was unpredictable, and Lan Wangshu had to be on guard.

Instead of waiting to die, it is better to take the initiative and kill them all directly.

In this era, if someone became a slave, no one would be held accountable if something happened to them. The indenture was in her hands, so it would be reasonable to kill them all.

Of course, she might not take their lives directly. After all, she bought them at such a high price, they must help her make the money back. People are useful only when they are alive and can endure torture. If they have a mental breakdown, they will not want to do anything weird.

Lan Wangshu felt a little regretful. Thinking back to the past, she was a progressive young person in modern times. She had been a good person all her life and had never violated the law. She even had to wait for the light to turn green before crossing the road. Why did she have to face all these problems here?

She looked into the void with empty eyes. Only the fittest can survive. Sorry, great leaders.

After a brief confession, her heart was at peace. When she thought about the good days without the old Lan family, she felt that there was hope in life. She just needed to earn money slowly.

Li Yanhuan looked at Lan Wangshu's constantly changing expressions, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, wondering if this man was possessed by an evil spirit.

"Lan Wangshu, are you okay?"

Lan Wangshu was pulled back by her voice. Looking at her expression, he was speechless. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Do you like melon?"

"Eat melon. What melon? Cold melon?"

"I mean do you like to listen to fun?"

"I like it, what's new?"

Li Yanhuan understood instantly, his eyes lit up, and he took out a small piece of dessert from somewhere and looked at her expectantly.

Lan Wangshu felt that she had done something wrong. How could she have led a good young lady like Li Yanhuan astray? She began to doubt whether it was right or wrong to bring Li Yanhuan out to do business.

"Yes, let your little girl go and ask around. You'll know the gossip about me tomorrow."

"Miss, I know."

Xi Que had two small pigtails on her hair. She looked young and cheerful. She placed one hand on Li Yanhuan's ear and whispered something to him. The expressions of both her and Li Yanhuan changed faster than the weather in June, and their changing gazes drifted towards her from time to time.

Lan Wangshu felt a little helpless, so she chose to give in, leaning casually on the counter, her eyes fixed on the passers-by coming and going at the door.

A man in a black suit with gold weaving walked in from outside. Lan Wangshu became interested instantly when he saw the gold weaving on his body. His eyes widened with excitement as he shifted his gaze from the hem of his robe to his face.

"Xiao, why is Mr. Mo here? Did the brother from the Cang family inform you?"

"Let's talk."

Mo Yici looked at her neither sad nor happy. He didn't know why, but he just wanted to come over and give her a few words of advice.

"Okay, go upstairs."

The two of them walked to the second floor. Lan Wangshu picked up two cups from the bar and walked to the innermost private room on the second floor.

She casually took out two glass bottles of Coke, opened the lids with the edge of the chopsticks, and poured the liquid into two cups. The transparent glass cups were instantly filled with brown-black liquid, with light brown foam on the surface.

Mo Yici's face looked a little ugly, and his pupils were dilated.

In his eyes, what is the difference between this and poisoning in public? There are so many people like Mo Zi, and they don't take him seriously at all. He came here today to give him a lecture, not to poison him.

Lan Wangshu was in a good mood as she looked at the bubbling Coke. She had just decided to take a look to make some money today, and she found that the guy was holding a bottle of Coke and watching a Korean idol drama from her memory.

She was angry at the time. Where did the Coke come from? Why didn’t they remind her if they had it for sale?