The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

In fact, before he came to find Wen Qingcheng, he had already gone to the Wangji General Store in Tongji City to find Wang Bozhen. Wang Bozhen was very surprised to hear that Wen Qingcheng was in the herbal medicine store. Maybe he really didn't know and kept saying that something went wrong when the message was passed down.

Mo Jinghong grew up in a large mansion and was used to all kinds of conspiracies. How could he not guess that there must be someone behind all this, someone who couldn't bear to see him being so attentive to a woman. However, Wang Bozhen was humble and promised to write a transfer letter himself to transfer Wen Qingcheng to the pharmaceutical workshop, so he didn't pursue it any further.

Wen Qingcheng was touched by Mo Jinghong's words, but she never relied on anyone. In the long run, the only person she could rely on was herself. Even if Mo Jinghong could give her money, there would always be a day when he would run out of money. What would she do in the future? When Mo Jinghong got married and had children, would he still give her money to support her whole family?

"I'm very touched that you said that. I must take the exam to become a junior pharmacist. If I want to make a career in this industry, I must have a professional title. I will not only take the junior exam, but also the intermediate and senior exams..." Wen Qingcheng's eyes were full of longing for the future, and there were some words that Wen Qingcheng didn't say out loud.

She wanted to move up step by step, and one day reach Kyoto and be in the same city as him. If he needed her, she would come to him without hesitation.

Wen Qingcheng can only bury these words deep in her heart at this stage. These are long-term plans that she needs to realize step by step.

Mo Jinghong's eyes became deep. He seemed to know Wen Qingcheng very well, but he also seemed to know her not at all. Women in this world all hope to marry a good husband, and none of them think about making achievements all day long. He couldn't help but want to get into her heart and explore what kind of woman she is.

"I respect your thoughts. If you need my help, please ask. Actually... we are friends and family. There is no need to be so formal."

"......Okay." Wen Qingcheng nodded. She was not the kind of person who would show off her strength. If conditions allowed, why not accept help from others? But when she heard Mo Jinghong say that they were family and friends, her heart always felt a little bit of pain.

During the conversation, there was a knock on the door, and the waiter came in with desserts and took away a few empty plates. At this time, a loud voice came from outside the door. "Why can't I eat here? Who paid for it? I spent a lot of money here. I am your VIP. Go call your boss!"

"Hey, sir, what do you want to eat? I'll have someone bring it to your room. Please keep your voice down."

The shopkeeper knew Wang Heng and his group. He knew they were from the city. They had stayed in their Xianze Building some time ago and had fought there, so he had a deep impression of him. But... the elegantly dressed nobleman in the private room offered a gold ingot as soon as he made a move. He said he had booked the whole place and would not allow anyone to disturb him. How could he dare to let Wang Heng in?

"Why should I keep my voice down? I want to see who is so overbearing that he booked the entire restaurant and didn't let anyone else eat!"

The servants under Wang Heng were also very arrogant. They ignored the shopkeeper's dissuasion and went straight upstairs, opening the doors of each private room one by one.

The shopkeeper and several of his employees were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, but they couldn't do anything to him because there were gods of wealth on both sides.

Wang Heng led his men to the private room where Wen Qingcheng and the others were in a threatening manner. The shopkeeper tried his best to stop them from behind, smiling and apologizing towards the private room: "I'm really sorry, I'll take them away right away."

"Mr. Wang, please don't make things difficult for me. It's not easy for us to open a business." The shopkeeper said all the nice things he could. No matter what, he had to get rid of this evil star first.

Wang Heng had never met Mo Jinghong, he had only heard of his name. This time when Mo Jinghong went to Wangji, he also went to find Wang Bozhen. Wang Bozhen wrote the transfer letter himself and asked Wang Heng to set off immediately to deliver it in person, and arranged for Wen Qingcheng to go to the pharmacy. He rushed to Qinghe County last night and lived here. He was not allowed to eat here when he just woke up this morning. How could he not be annoyed.

Wang Heng saw Wen Qingcheng through the crack in the door. Fearing that he had seen wrongly, he broke free from the shopkeeper and came to the door. He saw Wen Qingcheng and the nobleman opposite him with a look of dazzle. Wen Qingcheng had always been cold to him, but now she had hooked up with a nobleman behind his back.

In his heart, he always believed that Wen Qingcheng was his woman. Even if he didn't get her, he would not allow her to find another man!

Wang Heng rushed in angrily, "Wen Qingcheng, you are not in the herbal medicine store during working hours, but you are having a secret meeting with a man here!" After saying that, he turned to look at Mo Jinghong, "Where did you come from..." Before he could finish his words, he felt a chill on his neck. When he turned around, he saw that A Falcon had already put the sword on his neck.

The four servants who followed in were about to rush forward to teach Mo Jinghong a lesson, but when they saw the sword on Wang Heng's neck, they were frightened.

Mo Jinghong calmly picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp. He said to Wen Qingcheng, "Get out first, so as not to get splashed with blood."

"You dare to attack me? Do you know who I am? Tell your thugs to put their swords away. If you have the guts, challenge me in a duel!"

Axuan rolled his eyes in his heart, this kid was asking for his own death. His young master's kung fu was unfathomable, yet he still wanted to challenge his young master in a duel. He would not even be able to see how he died.

"Brother Mo, this is all a misunderstanding, let A Falcon let him go."

Mo Jinghong frowned. She pleaded for him? "Who is he to you?"

Wang Heng raised his eyebrows, "Who am I to her? Haha, I'm telling you, I'm her lover, so quickly tell your thugs to let me go."

It was visible to the naked eye that Mo Jinghong's face darkened instantly, and he waved to A Falcon. A Falcon drew back his sword, thinking: You don't know whether to live or die, so you better pray for yourself.

Wang Heng resolved the crisis and thought that Mo Jinghong was scared, so he waved to the four servants: "Come on!"

Why fight him alone when you can fight him in a group? I've been hurt by alcohol and sex recently, and my body is a little weak. I must stop drinking when I go back! Today is not suitable for a one-on-one fight. This man has a strong body. He will definitely suffer a loss if I fight him alone now.

The shopkeeper outside and the waiters of Xianze Building saw that another fight was about to break out, wondering why such a thing would happen as soon as this gentleman appeared, and quickly sent the waiters in to break up the fight.

But before he could see the situation clearly, the four servants had already fallen to the ground with their limbs spread out, crying out in pain.

Ah Falcon stood aside grimly with his arms clasped around the sword. Normally, his master wouldn't need to take action against these minions, but that guy actually angered his master without knowing the consequences.

When Wang Heng saw that all his followers had been beaten down by him, he cursed: "They are all good-for-nothings!"

Wang Heng began to take Mo Jinghong seriously. The man in front of him was younger and more handsome than him, and had such unfathomable kung fu. He couldn't tolerate the fact that Wen Qingcheng had found a man with better conditions than him!