The businesswoman counterattack: the prince is obediently pressed by me

Chapter 80 Drawings of Le Liulou (10)

"Xiao Jian." Mo Qing chased after him.Shang Bian threw the purse with one hand, Cuiyu hugged the blueprint tightly, and followed behind Shang Bian with small steps, when they heard Mo Qing called Shang Bian, they both turned their heads at the same time.

Shang Yan frowned, and asked suspiciously, "What else do you want?"

"I..." Mo Qing hesitated to speak.

"Say something quickly, I still have a lot of things to do." Shang Yan said impatiently. In fact, she was a little afraid to stay with Mo Qing for a long time. After all, what happened back then is still very embarrassing.

Mo sighed softly, "You still have the same fiery temper as before."

"..." I don't have time to chat with you about this, Yun'er is still waiting for me at home.

Mo Qing's eyes dimmed, "But you still changed."

"Ten years will eventually change." Shang Yan caught the purse in mid-air, crossed his arms, and said with a sneer, "You have changed too, the newborn calf back then has now become a hard-to-find painter. "

Mo Qing choked on this sentence and fell silent for a while.

The sun shone into Shang Mian's eyes, Shang Mian blocked the glaring light with his hands, and peeked at the sun's position in the shadows, he was startled that it was so late.Seeing that Mo Qing didn't speak, he said, "I should go, my family has been waiting for me for a long time."

Mo Qing wanted to say something to keep Shang Yan, and searched all the words in her mind, but found that she couldn't say anything, and could only watch her turn around and leave with Cuiyu.

Mo Qing smiled wryly, heh, when Xiao Jian watched me leave like this, his mood must have been so bitter and complicated.

"Master Mo." Liu Ting silently walked up and called out.

"Well, let's go back." Mo lowered his voice slightly.

"How Boss Shang did it, I still haven't figured it out." Liu Ting expressed his doubts.

"I don't understand either, obviously no one's blood can seep in." Mo Qing frowned.

The afterglow of the sun scattered on Shang Yan's leaving figure, Shang Jian stretched lazily, striding forward with his head held high and his chest held high in a good mood.

"That, miss..." Cuiyu said hesitantly.

"Speak up when you have something to say, why are you procrastinating?" Shang Bian turned his head to look at Cuiyu, seeing her annoyed look, he stretched out his hand to pinch Cuiyu's face, "Speak."

Cuiyu stared innocently, "Miss, how did you let the blood seep into the drawing paper?"

"Isn't that simple?" Shang Yan leaned close to Cuiyu's ear mysteriously, and whispered in her ear, "Because I made an inconspicuous cut on that blueprint."

Cuiyu suddenly realized: "No wonder that Young Master Mo looked at you in surprise just now, it turns out that no one's blood can seep into the blueprint."

Shang Yan smiled triumphantly, and walked back swaggeringly.

With the drawings, the next step is construction.

Shang Mian had a good idea in his mind, thinking that he would have to find workers to renovate the house in the future.

And Cuiyu trotted behind Shang Jian, still feeling awkward in her heart, how did this young lady know that Mo Qing had tampered with the blueprint.

Shaking his head, he shook off those tedious thoughts, anyway, he also got the blueprints, so why bother with those useless ones.

"Miss, please slow down, wait for me." Cuiyu couldn't catch up, and she was crying and howling behind.

Shang Yan teased, "Xiao Yu'er, come here quickly, if you don't run, your leg will become an elephant's leg."

"Hmph, Miss only knows how to bully me." Taking advantage of this time, Cuiyu ran to the side of Shang Jian, who raised his right eye and squinted at Cuiyu.

"Tsk, let's go, don't be hypocritical here."

"Humph."

Shang Yan couldn't control himself and laughed.

　I'm so sleepy~ I want to sleep and my collection is going to have a daily limit. Are you busy?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)