After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

He entered through the main gate in a high profile, and behind him were a dozen servants who were carrying a coral tree that was as tall as a person. Hanging on the tree with golden threads were night-shining pearls of various sizes but of extremely fine quality.

Tian Ding has the sign of being rich written all over his face.

Han Zhou, who was very short of money at the moment, saw this behavior and went straight up to it and circled around the coral tree several times.

Envy filled Han Zhou's eyes, and the word "shortage of money" was written all over his face.

Tian Ding looked at Han Zhou for a while and was the first to bow: "Greetings to Prince Han, I am Tian Ding from the Imperial Guard."

Han Zhou waved his hand and said, "No thanks, you look very rich?"

Tian Ding felt that Han Zhou's direct gaze was a little creepy, and waved his hands in front of his chest: "It's just that I won't starve to death, I don't have much money."

Han Zhou's eyes wandered between Tian Ding and the coral bead: "Is yours fake?"

Tian Ding glared: "What I give to Brother Wang Heng and his wife should be all my belongings."

Han Zhou felt that Tian Ding was insincere, so he gave Tian Ding a cold look and looked down upon him.

By the time the two of them walked into the main hall, the wheelchair with the armrests broken by Shen Jinmo had been pushed out. Xie Nanxing was squatting beside Shen Jinmo, who was sitting in the new wheelchair, and gently brushed away the sawdust on Shen Jinmo's palm.

He took the ointment from Yang Huai's hand, carefully applied it to the wound that was slightly cracked.

"Shen Jinmo, don't let yourself get hurt again tonight."

"Oh." Shen Jinmo in front of Xie Nanxing was so gentle that Han Zhou felt extremely unfamiliar.

Even though it was gentle, Han Zhou still felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, a chill that even the open fire could not dispel.

"Han Zhou is my good buddy, and you are my husband, why don't you get jealous of him?"

Han Zhou was stunned when he heard this.

He finally figured out why Shen Jinmo was always hostile to him.

However, Han Zhou has never shown any improper thoughts about Xie Nanxing.

He simply felt that Xie Nanxing was very good to him, and he should give everything he had to Xie Nanxing.

Yang Huai smiled and came out to smooth things over: "Master, the range of jealousy is very wide."

"Tian Ding." Shen Jinmo took the initiative to end the topic that made him unhappy: "Don't call me sister-in-law in the future, just call me Brother Xie."

Tian Ding stood up and bowed to Xie Nanxing: "Thank you, brother, I wish you good health on New Year's Eve and good health every year."

Xie Nanxing stood up from the stool that was originally sandwiched between Han Zhou and Shen Jinmo, and sat on the other side near Shen Jinmo: "It's just a name, call me whatever you want."

Tian Ding bowed to Xie Nanxing again, with a flattering look.

The next moment, a sharp glare came down and Tian Ding quickly withdrew his hand.

He forgot that Shen Jinmo didn't like the way he bowed.

Han Zhou saw that Tian Ding was also being stared at by Shen Jinmo, and he felt a little more favorable towards Tian Ding.

The sound of a wheelchair being pushed reached Shen Jinmo's ears. Xia Yu and Xun Zhan, who were originally unsure whether they could keep the appointment, still came to Xie's house.

When they reached the threshold, Xia Yu easily lifted Xun Zhan and his wheelchair and pushed them next to the fire.

Everyone in the hall except Shen Jinmo stood up, intending to kowtow and pay respect to Xia Yu.

Xia Yu used a piece of wood to fix Xun Zhan's wheelchair. His eyes did not fall on the crowd, but his words of dissuasion fell in time.

"I came from the dark today, so don't bring these identities to the surface again."

"When we leave this mansion tomorrow, you can kneel down if you like, and worship if you like."

Xie Nanxing sat down with a smile, and Yang Huai brought in tea, snacks and refreshing meals according to everyone's tastes.

Xie Nanxing nodded to Xiao Gao, who brought the souvenirs prepared early in the morning with his servants: "Today is a day to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. These small lucky persimmons may not be very exquisite, but they have a good meaning."

"All the bad luck in the past year has come to an end. Xie wishes everyone a safe and smooth new year, and all their wishes come true."

Han Zhou was a man who could not hide his temper, and he opened the nanmu box on the spot.

Lying on the red silk at this moment are six small golden persimmons strung together with red ropes.

After weighing the small golden persimmon, Han Zhou felt inexplicably lonely: "Am I the poorest one?"

Xun Zhan opened his mouth, and it was certain that nothing good could come out of his mouth.

"Don't you know whether you are poor or not? I have known you for so many years, and your ability and stature are growing day by day, but your pockets are getting emptier day by day."

Xia Yu hadn't seen Xun Zhan argue with anyone for a long time, and he thought it was quite funny.

"Han Zhou, if you really can't make money on your own, why don't you follow the example of Prince De and marry a legitimate daughter of the Ministry of Revenue? Then you won't have to worry about anything."

Han Zhou exhaled a breath of foul air: "Ming Wang, I don't have money, I'm not shameless."

If Han Zhou really ended up with Hua Niangzi's dowry money, all the ancestors of his Han family lying underground would beat him to death with their crutches.

Xie Nanxing felt that Han Zhou was a truly magical being. Whenever they gathered together, Han Zhou would be the one being bullied. However, this kind of bullying was a bit like pulling a child's hair.

These people actually have some preference for Han Zhou.

"Okay, okay, stop bullying him."

The topic of silver ended here, and Xun Zhan turned to look at Shen Jinmo who had been silent.

He looked up and down at Shen Jinmo's wheelchair, as if he had found a relative: "Shen Jinmo, between you and me, who can leave this wheelchair first?"

Shen Jinmo has never had any desire to win or lose: "Why should I compete with you?"

Xun Zhan did not respond to this and looked directly at Xie Nanxing: "Xie Nanxing, you should take care of him. He is such a choking host. Do you want to have guests in your house in the future?"

Shen Jinmo turned his head to look at the coral tree that was as tall as a person, and glanced at Xun Zhan with the corner of his eye.

You come here empty-handed, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a guest?

Do you really think that Xie Nanxing's money came from the wind?

"He's right." Xie Nanxing replied with a smile: "Shen Jinmo doesn't need to be compared with you, he will recover slowly, there's no need to rush."

"Don't worry, take your time to recover." Xia Yu thought for a moment and added, "I can easily lift you up now. Your leg has always been in bad condition, and I won't look for someone else."

Xun Zhan became even more anxious this time.

Forcing a smile, Xun Zhan changed the subject a little awkwardly: "Didn't you say we could play cards together? Where are the cards?"

The card table was brought up. Sitting opposite Xie Nanxing was Han Zhou, sitting opposite Xia Yu was Tian Ding, and Xun Zhan and Shen Jinmo were standing behind Xia Yu and Xie Nanxing respectively.

Xie Nanxing and Xia Yu are not very good at playing, Xun Zhan has a strong desire to win, Shen Jinmo does not want Xie Nanxing to lose, Tian Ding has good skills, but because everyone at the table is a noble, some of the pieces are difficult to play.

So in the confrontation between Shen Jinmo and Xun Zhan, Han Zhou actually won all the first three games.