100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 1231 Twelve Hours

Yuan Dahai was so worried for the master that he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat!

It wasn't that I was afraid the young girl would get hurt; I was just worried that the master would be troubled by unrest in the inner quarters.

As the ancients said, "Cultivate oneself, regulate one's family, govern the state, and bring peace to the world!"

Our master is a modern, independent woman; she can't be stuck on the issue of managing her family.

"You didn't argue, right, brother?" Jin Huan smiled and glanced at Shi Qingsong. The two were not far apart, so she reached out and secretly hooked her index finger around the man's palm.

This can be considered as giving someone a way out in public.

Shi Qingsong wasn't particularly stubborn. Civil officials in this era were often more adept at social maneuvering than military generals, and they were also more flexible and adaptable. Although he was still feeling resentful inside, he managed a polite and gentle smile on his face and continued along with the young girl's words: "There was no quarrel. If President Jian really wants to eat hot pot, he can find a girlfriend himself."

The assistant's eyes widened secretly!

Following this move was definitely worthwhile. It's rare to see Shishi so aggressive. In a way, it's a perk for working overtime during the Spring Festival!

Jian Qizhao is not a quiet, reserved person like Song Guizhou; he won't suffer any loss!

She immediately responded with a smile and bluntness: "I'm a loyal person. I don't have any good New Year's wishes to give you, so I wish Huanhuan will break up with you soon."

Who knew New Year's greetings could be used in this way!

Song Guizhou maintained his aloof and refined demeanor on the surface, but his slightly trembling eyelashes revealed that he was truly learning…

Shi Qingsong's upturned lips instantly vanished. Her gaze towards Jian Qizhao was icy: "Even if we break up, it probably won't be President Jian's turn."

"It doesn't matter, but it's an honor for me to be Huanhuan's ex-boyfriend along with Shishi~"

Jian Qizhao certainly knew how to get to the heart of someone.

The two were about to continue their back-and-forth conversation when Jin Huan, having been exposed to the cold wind for a while, impatiently shook Shi Qingsong's arm: "Stop talking, I want to eat lamb skewers."

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It's really lively here during the first month of the lunar calendar.

Perhaps I was lucky today, because I even encountered a lion dance performance when I went in.

She watched with great interest, and whenever something exciting happened, she clapped along with everyone else!

When the child carrying the tray came over asking for a tip, Jin Huan immediately gave him 500 yuan! Compared to the colorful change on the tray, 500 yuan was indeed a lot.

This was just a minor incident today, but suddenly a woman in her twenties or thirties, wearing a Max Mara coat worth over 30,000 yuan, gave a snort that was both abrupt and sarcastic.

Then, as the child turned the tray over, she threw a thousand dollars into it, her sharp tone making people uncomfortable: "What are you trying to show off with five hundred dollars? I threw a thousand dollars and no one said anything."

Jin Huan slowly turned to look at her, her eyes utterly calm: "Then what are you barking like a dog right now?"

Her question was so sincere that many of the tourists who had watched the whole thing couldn't help but burst out laughing!

The woman blushed instantly, and her eyes filled with endless resentment as she looked at Jin Huan.

"You have no manners! Didn't your mother teach you how to speak politely to people in public?" Jin Huan raised an eyebrow helplessly. Why did she always run into such inexplicable people? She didn't know where this sense of superiority came from. "If you're so good at turning the tables, why don't you go act in Journey to the West?"

"How dare you speak to my wife like that!" The burly man instantly stepped in front of the woman, glaring at Jin Huan with hostility!

Shi Qingsong frowned slightly. He immediately pulled the little girl behind him, his cold eyes equally lifeless and hostile: "Any objections?"