Painting Tang Jiao

Chapter 275

Chapter 280
"What?" Sun Yichun raised his eyebrows: "I don't want it?"

"Nonsense." Song Molan curled her lips: "If you don't give it to my son, wouldn't it be okay for you to give it to a concubine outside? I'm not so generous."

"That's just a joke."

Song Molan snorted coldly, with an obvious disbelief on his face.

Sun Yichun frowned and sighed.

Not going to continue this topic.

He just pushed the box on the table towards Song Molan: "Put it away."

Song Molan also raised her eyebrows, but she didn't delay. She took it and looked it up. After a while, she began to secretly startle. After a long time, she forced herself to ask, "Who are you?"

All the above industries are unknown to Song Molan.

Sun Yichun has private property, she has always known it.

Even if it is her, she still has her own dowry.

But she doesn't see the problem in these industries, that is to say, Sun Yichun has prepared another copy in private, specifically to keep others from knowing.

But at this time, why did you give it to her again?

Song Molan felt that something was wrong, and her brows became more and more wrinkled.

"What does it mean?"

"Don't you want to go out for a walk? I think Pingcheng is pretty good."

Pingcheng is Sun Yichun's hometown, and the Sun family's ancestral house is over there. It is rumored that the house is located in the deep mountains and old forests, and it takes more than half of the time to go back.

It's not far from the middle of the capital, but the main thing is to enter the old house, and the news is not well informed.

Why did they suddenly let them pass by?

Song Molan turned her eyes and her mind turned quickly. She is not stupid, thinking of "the so-called big things" she couldn't help but lower her voice and asked, "He Jitong wants to..."

"Silence."

Song Molan blushed and looked at Sun Yichun angrily.

Sun Yichun ignored her, and just said indifferently: "Just your mother and son, take the old lady back home, the servants in the house don't need to bring more, and there are fewer boxes and cages."

The formation is too large and easy to attract attention.

With a bang, Song Molan closed the wooden box, held it in her hand, and said bitterly: "Since that's the case, I don't care. It doesn't matter whether you are good or bad."

With that said, he turned around and was about to leave.

"and many more."

Song Molan paused.

Sun Yichun said flatly: "Don't worry, we will leave after the wedding."

Not urgent?
There is no hurry.

The wedding is only five days away, which means that the boxes and cages have to be tidied up in these few days, and the manpower must be reduced to bring in manpower who can keep their mouths shut, and it is estimated that she means that she must hide it from her mother-in-law.

Song Molan only felt that someone was chasing her behind her, and time was running out.

He left without stopping and returned to the yard, opened the cage and called his personal maid, and started to pack the gold and silver utensils that were convenient to carry.

Who knows if things will work out.

Of course, everyone is happy on their side.

But what if it doesn't work.

Song Molan kept working, but suddenly stopped.

If she leaves.

Where is my mother's house?
Sun Yichun's matter was naturally kept from her natal family.

But what if there is no preparation at my natal family?

Song Molan wasn't worried that Sun Yichun wouldn't help, but she was afraid that her father would twist all his strength and stand on the opposite side.Then what will happen.

Sun Yichun can be trusted.

But Song Molan didn't believe He Jitong.

How can you trust someone who seems to be able to abandon his own family when he becomes so cruel?

(End of this chapter)