A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

Old Li was not sure whether there was silver in the bag in Wen Meijiu's arms, but it would be very dangerous if the clerk and the shopkeeper saw it.

"Need not."

Young Master Wang's answer was clear and concise, which made Old Li a little worried. He didn't know whether his young master was sincere or just speaking out of anger.

As soon as Prince Wang finished speaking, they heard a loud noise outside, and two people quickly opened the door and went out.

Standing on the corridor on the second floor, leaning on the railing and looking down at the lobby, he saw the shopkeeper and the waiter blocking Art's way and not letting anyone in.

Art got anxious and pointed at them and yelled:

"If you don't let me in, I'll beat you to death with one punch."

"Oh, we are so scared!

However, sir, you still cannot go in."

The guy made a few faces at Art and said something that could make a person angry to death.

"You can come in, you pay the room fee and come in as you please."

The shopkeeper was smarter than the clerk and asked for money directly.

Art didn't have any money left, as he had compensated all of it to others. Wen Meijiu didn't let them rob him these days, so he was lucky enough to be able to fill his stomach.

He hadn't originally thought about coming in, but he saw Master Wang and Lao Li come in, and Wen Meijiu was also inside. If something happened, he wouldn't be able to get any information at all.

"I'll give you a slap in the face."

Art was not going to tolerate them at all. He went up and slapped the shopkeeper on half of the face. The shopkeeper turned half a circle on the ground.

"You dare to hit me?"

The shopkeeper covered his cheeks, his eyes widened with a fierce look, and rolled up his sleeves to fight back, but was scolded by a female voice from inside.

"Boss, how can you hit a customer?"

When the shopkeeper heard the voice, he and his employees turned around, put away their stances, and bowed to the person who came.

"Sister-in-law, he was the one who hit me first."

"Then you can't do anything, otherwise we won't be in the right, right?"

A woman about thirty years old came out from the side door. She was dressed simply and neatly. She was pretty and clean. Her hair was combed neatly in a black bun. She had a great figure and walked briskly.

Compared with these people outside, she seemed to be from another world.

"Yes, my sister-in-law is right, and I am wrong."

"If you know you've made a mistake, correct it. There's no greater good than that."

The woman walked past the shopkeeper and raised her hand slightly, and the shopkeeper understood and stood up.

Walking up to Art, the woman took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, gently rolled up a corner of it on her index finger, and helped him wipe the sweat off his body. She smiled and asked:

"Sir, do you think what I said makes sense?"

She exhaled like a orchid. Art swallowed his saliva, stepped back half a step, and said:

"Anyway, I did nothing wrong. I just went in to look for someone, and they asked me to pay. This is extortion."

The woman covered her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled, then reached out and hit him on the chest, as if she was acting coquettishly.

"You bastard, I've already admitted my mistake, but you're still so stubborn. You're really a real man."

Before she finished speaking, she had already turned to Art's side, took his arm, leaned against him, and said with a smile:

"Come on, whoever you want to find, I'll accompany you. We can't get to know each other without fighting."

With such a beautiful woman throwing herself into his arms, Art was a little confused for a moment. Although he knew that this might be false, he didn't want to hit someone who was smiling at him.

After pulling out, Art failed to pull his arm out of the woman's hand, and said stiffly:

"I'm looking for Miss Wen. I want to see her."

"Okay, I'll take you to see her."

Turning back, she asked the shopkeeper again, "Which room is Miss Wen in?"

The shopkeeper pointed to the room near Young Master Wang, and the woman looked upstairs.

When the woman saw Young Master Wang upstairs, she actually smiled at him and waved, as if she knew him.

The woman dragged Art with one hand and held up her skirt with the other, and went upstairs.

When she got upstairs, she knocked on the door of the room where the wine was being warmed and called out:

"Miss Wen, someone is looking for you."

Wen Meijiu had heard the noise outside a long time ago, but he kept silent on purpose. Only when he heard the noise did he open the door.

"How did you come?"

Wen Meijiu blocked the door, not letting Art in, and looked at him with cold eyes.

Seeing Wen Meijiu's reaction, Art was very hurt and angry for a moment, and asked back:

"If he can come, why can't I?"

Wen Meijiu glanced at Prince Wang who was standing not far away, and said without blinking:

"He has money and can book his own room. Do you have money?"

This hit Art's sore spot. He really had no money, otherwise he wouldn't have forced his way in.

He thought Wen Meijiu could see his efforts over the past few days, but he didn't expect Wen Meijiu to say this to him.

If he had not compensated his money to the young man, if his food and meat had not been given to Wen Meijiu, if he had not listened to Wen Meijiu and stopped robbing, how could he be in such a predicament now?

"Do you look down on me?"

Art couldn't help but get angry. He could tolerate anything except Wen Meijiu's partial attitude.

"Does this have anything to do with looking down on others? You don't have any money, do you want me to get it for you?"

Wen Meijiu spread his hands with an innocent look, which made Art even angrier, especially in front of Prince Wang.

"If you're a man, don't count on my money. Earn it yourself if you can."

Wen Meijiu's finishing move made Art more clearly realize that Wen Meijiu wanted to "abandon" him and even accused him of being a gigolo.

Art, who had a bad temper, was visibly getting excited. The woman came up and leaned on him, pulling him out. As they walked, she stroked his chest with her hand to help him calm down.

"Sir, why bother getting angry with a little girl? If you have anything sad, you can talk to me.

Sister can’t solve other problems, but she can help people feel at ease. No one is better than sister. "

As soon as the woman pulled Art and turned around, Wen Meijiu slammed the door shut mercilessly.

"No, she, this, I haven't explained it to her clearly yet?"

Art had a bad temper, but he just wanted to ask Wen Meijiu why she treated him like that, he didn't want to break up with her!

"Don't say anything. You didn't even look at his expression. What else are you talking about, silly brother?"

The woman pressed closer and closer, pushing the man downstairs.

Art was full of vigor and vitality. With a woman like this always sticking to him, and the warm wine glaring at him, he felt dizzy.

The woman took Art downstairs and dragged him through the side door to the back yard.

When he could no longer hear any sound, Wen Meijiu came out. Without even looking at Lao Li and Mr. Wang standing in the corridor, he went straight downstairs.

As soon as she walked downstairs to the lobby, she saw Ma Rulan rushing in. Seeing her, she said anxiously:

"Miss, there is no water anywhere, how can we make this meal?"