After the divorce, the pregnant belly was discovered by the ex-husband

The night was deep, and the Pan family mansion had also fallen into a deep sleep. In the bedroom of Pan Yunting, the head of the Pan family, red candles were swaying, and from time to time there were sounds that made people blush and their hearts beat. The pretty faces of the two maids on duty at the door turned red.

Men's and women's dresses and clothes were scattered on the bedroom floor all the way to the bed, which showed how impatient they were.

The huge bed curtains were hanging down, but the two hooks holding the curtains were shaking constantly. The candle flames were also jumping. The person in the curtains moaned softly, accompanied by the man's heavy breathing.

After a long time, the hook on the bed stopped shaking, and the people in the tent also stopped making love.

A big hand rubbed the snow-white back. "How is it, baby? Are you satisfied?"

"Well, you're bad." The woman's pretty face was covered in sweat and her expression looked angry and annoyed. She punched the man's naked chest with her snow-white little fist.

"Hehe." The man laughed, smacked the woman's face, and rubbed her little fist. "I'm not bad, you don't love me."

"My master is not serious."

"What's serious about that? Huh?" The big hand moved up and down restlessly again.

"Don't you know all the serious things? What should we do now that those two little beasts have turned the tables? Will they take revenge on us? You are not afraid, but I am.

We should have cut the grass and rooted out these two troublesome things at the beginning." The woman raised her head, and a fierce look appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Pan Yunting closed his eyes, rubbed his hands and said slowly, "That sickly guy won't live long. I had my reasons for not dealing with him at the beginning.

He will die soon, it happened in the past few years, why should I give him a chance to talk about me and cause trouble? Those old guys in the clan will also have a lot of complaints. Those old guys keep picking on me, aren't they just thinking about their own interests?

It's just a small shop, let him do whatever he wants. Compared with the Pan family, that small business won't affect us. After he dies, the only thing left is that dead girl, easy to deal with. Just arrange a random in-law for her, and she'll be tortured to death in a few years. It's a bloodless murder, so who can say anything to us?

Isn't it good not to dirty your hands? A businessman's reputation is still very important. What do you think, baby? Hmm?" The man lowered his head and made a pig-like gesture, causing the woman to gasp.

"Well, Master, what about what you promised me? Both children are yours.

I killed those two bitches to help you! If those two little beasts knew about this, I would still be worried. Even a desperate dog will jump over the wall. I'm afraid~~~

My children deserve it, you must not go back on your word." The woman responded to the man.

A woman in her early thirties is in her prime and most attractive. Pan Yunting has been thinking about this woman since his elder brother brought her back. The two of them had an affair, and even the illegitimate son and daughter born to Pan Yunsong by this woman were Pan Yunting's children.

Later, it was with the help of this woman that Pan Yunsong and his wife were poisoned.

This woman can be said to have made an indelible contribution to my being able to sit in this position.

“Even if we don’t move them for the time being, we can’t let them have an easy time.

I think the sweater business is good. If sweaters become popular in the whole Yan country, how much profit do you think it will bring? Aren't you tempted? That's a big piece of fat meat." The woman said, putting her face on the man's chest.

"Baby, it's too late, I have already started to act, and there will be results soon.

Their small business can't stand my suppression. Don't worry, they will have no sweater business soon. Hehehe. Come on, baby."

"Master~~" The woman's coquettish voice was inflected.

The two accomplices, a man and a woman, came together again with their own thoughts.

The next day, Fang Qianxue came to the store again. The store had not yet gotten on track, and there was still some confusion. Today she was going to teach Uncle Zhong how to cook a few dishes.

After giving the menu to Uncle Zhong and asking him to teach her how to cook it, Fang Qianxue went to the first floor and gave the drawings to Pan Caishi.

"Cai Shi, this is the drawing I drew last night. Do you think this bed cover looks good?"

Pan Caishi took the drawings and flipped through them one by one, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter. "Oh my god, what kind of animal is this? Why is it so cute? Is this a dog? No, what is this? Is this a cat?

So cute." Fang Qianxue drew a cartoon pattern.

There were several bedspreads of particularly lovely design, designed for girls of ten or so.

Pan Caishi couldn't let it go. She wanted one too. "It's beautiful. Really beautiful. I'll find someone to start making it right away. I'll also hire someone to do the embroidery. We don't have enough hands at home."

"Okay, you decide and take your time to arrange it. More people are coming to eat, so go upstairs and collect your money. I'll take care of this today." Fang Qianxue pushed Pan Caishi upstairs.

Many people came in early in the morning to eat dumplings, and the upstairs began to get busy.

The things on the first floor have been almost sold out, with only a few pieces of cloth left on the shelves.

Before Fang Qianxue arrived, Pan Yunzhi had already gone out to purchase goods with two male attendants.

Fang Qianxue looked through yesterday's sales to see what items were selling quickly.

On the wide street outside, a few horses were coming from a distance.

Everyone stepped back, the black military uniform was the symbol of Mohism.

Sitting on a tall white horse at the head of the group was an extremely handsome officer. The officer had a serious face, and the noble air and sense of oppression he exuded could be felt even from a distance.

Liang Xing sighed. Grandpa said he would bring people over for lunch at noon, so how come he couldn't sit still at 9 o'clock?

I used to not like looking in the mirror, but now I turn around several times in front of the floor-length mirror, looking from front to back. I straightened my military uniform again and again before going out. If you didn't know, you would think I was going on a blind date.

Even Tian Ziang wanted to tell Mo Chenzhou that if you really can't let go, just remarry. Don't torture yourself like this. It's painful to watch.