The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

Yang Qianqian looked at the two of them. Originally, she wanted to be a matchmaker and bring them together.

Unexpectedly, Hongniang is about to become the bride. It really shows that the world is unpredictable.

Because she was afraid that Nangong Yue'e would be disappointed and her hard-earned confidence would collapse, she did not actually tell Xiao Zhiyuan that he was unwilling to marry her.

As for Nangong Yue'e, she would naturally not come up and ask this question herself.

Yang Qianqian just pretended that she had forgotten it, and hoped that Nangong Yue'e had forgotten it as well, so that she could have the best of both worlds.

In the past six months, many people came to Nangong Mansion to propose marriage, but Nangong Mo's temper was that if his daughter didn't like someone, he would not let her marry casually even if he raised her for the rest of her life.

Even though Nangong Yue'e was almost eighteen years old, which was considered an "old" unmarried girl, no one could change her stubborn temper.

We had dinner at Nangong Mansion and had a great time.

Seeing that Nangong father and daughter had no intention of blaming her, Yang Qianqian gradually relaxed and joined in the laughter and joy of the group.

After dinner, Nangong Mo left Yang Qianqian alone to talk about the future prospects of Angel Beauty Center.

“How about this, you don’t go to the shop these days, and the shop will be open as usual.

Other shops of the Nangong family will also sell the new medicine you developed. People's curiosity will be worn away by time and gradually fade away.

After some time, when you show up in men's clothing again, it shouldn't cause any sensation!"

Yang Qianqian smiled and said, "I thought so too, but it might take a long time."

"It's okay. The last time you went to Cangzhou, you were away for a few months. Wasn't your shop doing well?" Nangong Mo was not worried.

"That's right!" Yang Qianqian laughed.

The two talked about the recent business situation and business tips for a while. Yang Qianqian learned a lot. Before they knew it, it was already dark, so they said goodbye and left.

"Sister Qian, you finally came out!"

As soon as he went out, Nangong Yue'e came to meet him and said, "If you don't come out, Mr. Xiao will be standing like a stone."

Yang Qianqian glanced at Xiao Zhiyuan and saw his expression. He didn't look stone-faced at all. His eyes were clearly full of joy. He must have been having a great chat with Nangong Yue'e just now, right?

"Boss, can we go now?" He walked up to her, looked at her with a smile, and called her "Boss" instead of "Qianqian".

Yang Qianqian nodded. This guy has improved a lot and now knows what to call in different situations.

"You can go now, but you and Yue'e seem to be having a great time chatting, don't you need to finish chatting before leaving?"

Nangong Yue'e laughed when she heard this: "Sister Qian, you know, Mr. Xiao is a very talkative person, very smart, he knows everything about astronomy, geography, poetry and songs."

Yang Qianqian burst out laughing after hearing this: "What a pity there is no snow scene!"

"Why do we need a snow scene?" Nangong Yue'e didn't understand.

"Then you can look at the stars and the moon, and talk about poetry and life philosophy until dawn!"

Aunt Qiong Yao’s books are not read in vain. Nangong Yue'e’s words really remind people of that classic TV series.

Nangong Yue'e still didn't understand: "What does that have to do with the snow scene?"

"Don't you think it would be more atmospheric if we did these things in the snow?"

Nangong Yue'e pondered for a while, and suddenly her face turned red: "Sister Qian, you are making fun of me. If you want to talk, go talk to him, don't involve me!"

After saying that, she rushed towards Yang Qianqian and hit her. Yang Qianqian quickly smiled and turned around, hiding behind Xiao Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan, save me!"

"He can't save you either!"

Nangong Yue'e smiled and was about to bypass Xiao Zhiyuan to grab Yang Qianqian, but Xiao Zhiyuan blocked her with both hands and smiled faintly, "Miss Nangong, it's too late, I'd better send the shopkeeper back first!"

Nangong Yue'e shouted, "Wow, where did you find this guy? He's really protective of his master."

Yang Qianqian also laughed: "It doesn't matter whose people they are. They are mine, so of course they will help me!" After saying that, she pulled Xiao Zhiyuan and ran away.

After running out of Nangong Mansion, the two did not take a carriage. They just let Xiao Zhiyuan lead the horse, and the two of them slowly walked back to Qianweiju.

After a long time, Yang Qianqian just kept laughing, but the two of them didn't say anything.

"Are you angry?" After a long while, Xiao Zhiyuan finally uttered a word in a depressed tone.

Yang Qianqian was stunned: "Why should I be angry?"

"You're not angry, so you mock me?" Xiao Zhiyuan looked at him with a serious expression on his face.

"I am mocking you. How did I mock you?" Yang Qianqian was even more confused. "You are not talking about the snow scene I mentioned, are you?"

"if not?"

"Ha, I just happened to think of that scene. Isn't it very appropriate?"

Yang Qianqian said as a matter of course, "Just think about it, the snow scene, the stars, the moon, the handsome men, the beautiful women, the poems, the songs, the philosophy... How beautiful, isn't it?"

Xiao Zhiyuan looked at her again and asked, "Are you really not angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Yang Qianqian still didn't understand. After a while, she suddenly realized.

"You don't think I'd be jealous over such a small thing, do you? You underestimate me too much. I treat Yue'e as my own sister. Let alone that she doesn't like you, if she really liked you, I would immediately give in. Why would I be jealous?"

After hearing this, Xiao Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "I'm not an object, can you push me around?"

Yang Qianqian quickly came over and took his hand: "I am just making an analogy, don't worry, Yue'e doesn't look down on you, of course, I also have confidence in you, no one can take you away.

I'm not the kind of girl who gets jealous easily. I have confidence in my judgment, and you will definitely not betray me!"

"It would be strange if I wasn't jealous!" Xiao Zhiyuan muttered, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Do you like to have a jealous woman as your wife?" Yang Qianqian opened her eyes wide, a little curious.

"If you really like it, I wouldn't mind!" Xiao Zhiyuan looked at her and said firmly.

"Qianqian, I am becoming more and more worried about you. Hurry up and marry me, so I can keep you by my side openly!"

How did we end up here after all this time?

"You know, my mother's illness won't last long. Shopkeeper Luo said that she should be in a good mood so that she can live longer. She will definitely be very happy if we get married!"

Yang Qianqian frowned: "You don't want me to be the lucky charm, do you?"