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Chapter 250 I really didn’t sleep!

Zhao Manyun smiled and shook his head, "Does Mr. Lang know how much money it will cost to redeem my life?"

"How much?" Qin Mo asked curiously.

"Five hundred thousand taels!"

"That's not much!" Qin Mo said.

Five hundred thousand taels is not much?

Zhao Manyun looked at Qin Mo, "Mr. Lang, stop joking!"

"I'm not kidding you. Although I can afford five hundred thousand taels, it's really not cost-effective to redeem someone for so much!" Qin Mo said.

Zhao Manyun felt pain in her heart when she heard Qin Mo say: "However, if you want to leave here, I will talk to Mother Liu. However, after ransoming you, you will have to work for me. Of course, you can marry as you like. !”

"Mother Liu will not let me go!"

Zhao Manyun said something but did not take Qin Mo's words to heart.

"That's not necessarily true. It's just a question of how much money there is." Qin Mo thought to himself, wouldn't it be exciting to start a Da Gan song and dance troupe?

Touring across the country makes a lot of money.

If that doesn't work, writing your own songs and letting them sing them is also a kind of enjoyment.

People should always enrich and entertain themselves.

"Mr. Lang, stop joking!" Zhao Manyun sighed in her heart. Men only admired her appearance. This Li Langjun was right. When she gets old, will any man be willing to come see her?

"I'm not kidding." Qin Mo smiled and said nothing more, but asked Zhao Manyun to continue composing the music.

Waiting until it was almost dark, Zhao Manyun composed three pieces of music. Qin Mo fell asleep on the rocking chair and asked, "You can finish the composition so quickly?"

"Yes, just when Lang Jun was sleeping!" Zhao Manyun was slightly dissatisfied.

"Oh, then sing it to me!" Qin Mo stretched out comfortably and said.

Zhao Manyun's throat was dry, and she was slightly angry. How could there be such a person who didn't understand the style?

But there are two excellent works in a row. Even though Daqian's poems are more valuable than lyrics, it is still enough to take Zhao Manyun's reputation to a higher level.

She took a sip of water and said, "Listen up, Mr. Li, don't fall asleep this time!"

"That's not possible. If I want to spend the night at your place, my father will beat me to death!" Qin Mo smiled.

Zhao Manyun started singing, and Qin Mo nodded, "Not bad, it tastes like this. Although it's not quite what I imagined, it's pretty good!"

Zhao Manyun is so angry that this is not enough?

"Okay, I will send someone to find you tomorrow. Just bring your band and come out then, please!" Qin Mo cupped his hands and was about to walk out.

"stop!"

Qin Mo turned around in confusion, "Is there anything else?"

"No, it's okay!"

"Let's go, goodbye!" Qin Mo waved his hand and settled the matter. He was in a good mood and left whistling.

This libertine!

For some reason, Zhao Manyun suddenly laughed.

Touching the veil on her face, she murmured: "You said you wanted to see what I looked like, but you didn't let me lift the veil. What a strange man!"

At this time, Li Yongmeng and others were almost asleep.

Those who were waiting in line were so jealous that their teeth almost broke when they saw Qin Mo walking down.

"What are you doing up there?" One person couldn't help but asked angrily.

"I didn't do much, I just slept up there!"

What!

Had a nap?

Many people who admired Zhao Manyun beat their chests as if struck by lightning, and some people sat down on the ground with disbelief on their faces.

"You, you, you...you are talking nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, I slept quite comfortably!" Qin Mo said with satisfaction: "What, envy? Envy. You can also make a better word than me!"

Everyone was angry and angry, but there was nothing they could do.

If you want to be the guest of the Zhao family, you need to be talented!

Li Yongmeng and others were also excited and swarmed up to them, "Idiot, what did you just say? Are you sleeping up there?"

"Yes, it's quite comfortable!" Qin Mo said.

Dou Yiai even cried, "My dear Mr. Zhao, you fool, you are so useless!"

Cheng Dabao said: "I think he doesn't even have anything. The brothers are blowing the cold wind downstairs, and he is doing bad things up there!"

Chai Rong smiled bitterly, "Brother Qin, don't worry, I will never tell my father, nor will I let my sister know!"

"You know it if you know it, and you didn't do anything!" Qin Mo said.

"Shit, you're already sleeping up there, and you still say you haven't done anything. Who will believe you?" Li Yongmeng said through gritted teeth.

"I just wanted to take a nap. Didn't I do anything to Mr. Zhao? I just asked her to compose the music. I was so tired all of a sudden that I fell asleep!"

"You know how to fool us!"

"It's such a shame. We agreed that we will share the blessings and the hardships together. It's better for you to enjoy the benefits alone!"

Qin Mo scratched his head and said, "If you don't believe me, I'll knock you down!"

With that said, he left in a swaggering manner.

Mother Liu's face at the door was also very ugly. She looked at Qin Mo as if he were looking at a thief, "You just came down from Zhao's place? Are you still sleeping there?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Come on, don't come to my Tianxiang Courtyard next time!" Liu's mother pushed Qin Mo out like a plague.

"You old bustard, you are open for business, how can you chase away the customers!"

"Damn it, you slept with my top boss, how can I still attract customers?" Mother Liu was furious, "Get out of here, you will never be welcome here!"

"Did you misunderstand? I didn't sleep with Mr. Zhao!" Qin Mo also looked confused. Did Zhao Manyun do something to him when he was asleep?

Several people were pushed out by Mother Liu, and they all looked at each other.

After Qin Mo and others left, the news spread like wildfire that Li Qingzhao of Dongshan had slept with the Zhao family.

For a time, the name of Dongshan Li Qingzhao spread completely.

That night, Liu's mother said to Zhao Manyun earnestly: "Manyun, you are still young and have a long way to go. You cannot hand yourself over at will, otherwise it will be worthless!"

"Mother Liu, I really don't have one!" Zhao Manyun also had a headache. What nonsense was Li Qingzhao talking about?

"Everyone knows now, why don't you say you don't have it?" Liu's mother said: "Don't worry about meddling in my own business. Although you are in our Tianxiang Courtyard, don't forget that the person above is very kind to you.

If this matter gets to his ears, it will be very troublesome!"

Zhao Manyun said helplessly: "Mother Liu, I really don't have it. You believe me. Look, this is my palace guard sand. It's still there!"

She had no choice but to lift up her sleeves, revealing the Gonggong sand on her arms.

Mother Liu was afraid that it was a fake, so she rubbed it with her hands. When she found that it couldn't be wiped off, her face was overjoyed, "Oh, God bless me, I scared mom to death!"

"Do you believe it now?"
Chapter completed!
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