Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Qi Shu said five hundred words, so five hundred words.

Besides, the money was most likely provided by Zhao Xiaohe, and Zhao Ling didn't want to take advantage of this little girl.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ling couldn't help but sigh: "It's not easy to make money. The little girl is so stupid. She wastes all her thoughts on a man of unknown origin."

Qi Shu understood her emotion, remembered what she had said to Zhao Xiaohe before, and echoed: "If you spend money on a man, you will be unlucky for the rest of your life."

Zhao Ling: "...What you said makes sense, so if I spend money on you in the future, you have to pay me back in full."

Qi Shu raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to keep a ledger?"

"You keep it yourself." Zhao Ling stretched his neck and said, "I am very busy every day. It takes a lot of effort to keep one account, and I am too lazy to remember the second one."

Qi Shu chuckled lightly and said nothing more.

Zhao Ling also had something to do, so he didn't stay in the kitchen for long before going to tidy up the small room next door.

After Qi Shu washed the dishes, he also came to help her.

Before the villagers arrived with honey locusts, the two finally tidied up the small house.

Looking at the clean house, Zhao Ling breathed a long sigh of relief: "Let's just treat it as our warehouse for now!"

Qi Shu nodded: "Okay."

Zhao Ling looked at Qi Shu's study again and said, "You need to find someone to repair the roof of your house."

Qi Shu said, "Let's wait until Xiaohe comes back. If Mr. Ling doesn't come to stay, it doesn't matter whether he cultivates or not."

Zhao Ling: "?"

She turned around and looked at Qi Shu with an undisguised look of surprise, "Do you plan to sleep in the same room with me forever?"

"Isn't it possible?" Qi Shu said seriously, "We are husband and wife, and husband and wife should sleep in the same room and on the same bed."

Zhao Ling: "...then we still need to live as a couple?"

Hearing Zhao Ling's faint words, Qi Shu's eyes narrowed and his voice was extremely gentle, "If Madam wants it, she should do her best to satisfy her husband."

Zhao Ling: "!!"

The live broadcast room was filled with excitement.

[I will be laughed to death by Qi Xiucai]

[Screenshot of Xiao Zhao’s expression, immediately confused]

[Don’t talk about Xiao Zhao, I’m confused. Is this something that only Qi Xiu can say? 】

[I didn’t expect that when I look at a gentle person, I feel like this in my heart, hahaha]

[Xiao Zhao, please promise him, I’m worried!!]

[I was just afraid that Brother Ling and Xiao Zhao would meet, but now I am extremely looking forward to Brother Ling’s arrival]

[Me too, me too, Xiao Zhao and Qi Xiucai, let’s lock up]

[Qi Xiucai: Repair a house? Oh, it doesn’t exist]

[Beautiful scholar: If you want to stick with my wife, if you love her, please satisfy her]

[Wow, wow, it’s really interesting to see other people’s sweet love]

[I am willing to spend money on such a Qi scholar]

[House Manager: Thank you "Yiyunduo" for sending colorful red wine to the host, show your love~]

[When I save some money, I can buy a big one for these two next time]

【……】

Zhao Ling has always been sharp-tongued. Back then, he was famous in the industry for his sharp tongue.

But for the first time, Qi Shu couldn't answer his words.

She stared at Qi Shu for a few seconds, feeling her cheeks getting suspiciously hot.

Worried that Qi Shu would see it, he hurriedly turned around and walked toward the door: "That's nonsense! Anyway, I will be very busy later. Regardless of whether Ling Yehan comes or not, you have to find someone to repair the house."

Qi Shu looked at her back with a smile, his eyes resting on the long black and beautiful hair. After a moment, he chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Zhao Ling rearranged the vacated things and spread a large area of ​​vacant bamboo mats in the yard.

It rained heavily last night, and those who went up the mountain today must get up early in order to make money, so the honey locusts brought back must have a lot of moisture.

However, the sun is strong today, so you can dry it here first and wait until the moisture is dry before weighing it.

Zhao Ling finished the preparations and went into the house to prepare the account books. Then when he came out of the house, he heard Zhao Xiaohe say: "Sister-in-law, I'm back!"

His tone was brisk, as if he had reached an agreement with Ling Yehan.

Zhao Ling walked out of the room and glanced behind Zhao Xiaohe.

Sure enough, there was a tall man following him.

He has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes are deep and calm. His body is slender and straight. Just by looking at his temperament, you can tell that he is from the military.

It is written in the book that this prince is the god of war who is popular among the people. He started going to the battlefield when he was more than ten years old. If he had not been framed by his subordinates, he would not be living here.

Therefore, even if he lost his memory, the God of War temperament in his bones could not be blocked, and he was even incompatible with the people in these two villages.

Zhao Ling felt that just by standing there, he seemed to have stolen everyone's attention.

Until Qi Shu appeared——

"Madam, you need a scale when you receive the goods today, right? I borrowed one from Uncle Niu's house."

Qi Xiucai took Xiaohua's hand and walked in for a leisurely stroll.

Compared with Ling Yehan, he looked much thinner, but he was not inferior to him in height. Those extremely gorgeous facial features were extremely beautiful in the sun. The smile on his lips made Zhao Ling shudder.

.

The words "Conquer strength with softness" flashed in her mind inexplicably.

The appearance of Qi Shu actually broke Ling Yehan's halo as the chosen son.

Ling Yehan turned his head when he heard the sound and met Qi Shu's smiling eyes. He was startled for a moment, frowned slightly, and then nodded politely and said hello.

Qi Shu smiled and said, "Is this Mr. Ling? Xiaohe, take Mr. Ling inside to do it first, and someone will come to repair the house later."

Zhao Xiaohe hurriedly said "Oh" and walked inside with Ling Yehan.

Zhao Ling walked out and before he said hello, he saw Ling Yehan turning his head in disgust.

Zhao Ling: "...Tsk!"

She simply looked at Qi Shu and responded to his previous words: "I was thinking about going out to borrow it, but I didn't expect you to bring it back first, just in time."

When Qi Shu came over, she asked again: "When will the people who repair the house come?"

"We'll be there soon." Qi Shu looked at her with a hint of meaning in his eyes, "Madam, please entertain the guests first, while I clean up the study."

Zhao Ling: "...No, you entertain him, I'll go deal with Xiaohe."

Although it was the first time she saw the male protagonist in the book, she felt quite shocked.

But to be honest, she really didn't like men with paralyzed faces, even though Ling Yehan was indeed good-looking.

But she was tortured too much by the man with facial paralysis in the TV series in her previous life, and now she still prefers people who are more lively.

For example, Qi Shu.

Zhao Ling was no longer embarrassed now, and even thought of teasing Qi Shu: "My husband is so handsome that he is worthy of being the face of our family. It is natural for you to do such things as entertaining guests."

Seeing Qi Shu raise an eyebrow, Zhao Ling turned around and called Zhao Xiaohe: "Xiaohe, follow me to clean up the house."

Zhao Xiaohe immediately responded happily and didn't know what he said to Ling Yehan. After the other party nodded, he followed Zhao Ling into the house.

Outside the house, Ling Yehan stood expressionless under the eaves, like a door god, saying nothing.

Qi Shu walked over and took the initiative to say hello: "Master Ling, can you have breakfast?"