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231. I'm Not Your Mother

"Yes, yes, sir, you can try it on my maid's head."

When the landlady heard this, she burst out laughing, and the thick pink on her face fell to the ground.

"No need, it's not suitable!"

With a cold voice, Nangong Yi's face was expressionless, and he had already taken the lead to throw away his sleeves and leave.

"That……"

Nangong Qi pursed her thin lips slightly and looked at Ling Muchao inquiringly.

"It's very beautiful, please wrap it up~"

He raised his eyebrows and said loudly on purpose.

Upon hearing this, the proprietress immediately wrapped it up with a smile. Nangong Qi paid the silver, turned around and saw that Ling Mulao had gone away, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Raoer, give it to you!"

Nangong Qi smiled brightly and had a fawning look on his face. As he spoke, he put the Zhu Chai into Ling Muchao's hand.

"I'm not your mother!"

Ling Muchao chuckled and pushed Zhu Chai back.

She has never been interested in gold and silver jewelry, but if Nangong Yi doesn't like it, she will do it.

The group of people wandered around for a long time, but did not hear the news they wanted. It was already noon, and they were really hungry, so the four of them entered a famous restaurant in Shengjian City.

There was no private room, but a secret location was chosen in the bustling hall, and the three of them sat down.

Nangong Yi glanced at him, and Feng Yan, who had been silent all this time, nodded and left quickly.

"What did you ask Feng Yan to do?"

Ling Mulao was curious and couldn't help asking.

"Secret~"

Slowly turning the tea cup with his fingers, Nangong Yi answered casually.

"I can guess it even without telling you!"

With a raised brow, Ling Mulao didn't bother to ask any more. As soon as he left the house this morning, the group of attendants disappeared. They must have been ordered by him to inquire about the news.

At this moment, he asked Feng Yan to go out again. He must have noticed something strange and asked him to take a closer look.

"What were you going to do?"

Nangong Qi withdrew his gaze from Lie Yan and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"I'm hungry, so of course I'm going to eat!"

Ling Muchao didn't bother to explain, so he glared at Nangong Qi, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating unceremoniously.

God, the Ninth Prince, who is known as the Master of Flower Destroyers, is too stupid. His idiot brain is comparable to that of Kangxi's tenth son, Yinqi.

The three of them ate slowly, and the table was silent.

Nangong Qi felt that the atmosphere was strange. He glanced at Ling Mulao for a while and Nangong Yi for a while. Both of them had cold expressions on their faces, as if they were enemies.

Strange, everything was fine last night, what happened today?

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Nangong Qi's mind, and he burst into laughter. It seemed that Rao'er didn't like Sixth Brother, so he would have a chance.

"Rao'er, eat chicken wings!"

"I don't like chewing bones!"

With a cold voice, Ling Murao knocked his chopsticks horizontally, and the delicious-looking chicken wings fell back onto the plate.

Nangong Qi: "..."

She curled her lips, it seemed like her lover was really out of date and she had to change her courtship strategy.

The restaurant is not big, but business is booming and people come and go.

"Waiter, good food and wine, hurry up and bring them up!"

A loud shout was heard, and a burly man in military uniform came forward, followed by a troop of soldiers entering in a mighty manner.

"Here we go, what does Mr. Li want to eat today?"

There was wind at the waiter's feet, and in the blink of an eye the dishes were already on the table.

"Here comes all the delicious food. I need to have a good meal. I might end up dead one day because of this job."
Chapter completed!
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