Crying in anger, pretending to be in love with the villain after wearing a real daughter

"Miss? What's wrong? Why does your face look ugly?"

Seeing Dongfang Chu Ye leaving, Zhuo'er walked in from the door.

"Nothing," Nan Qingfeng sat back at the table, "Is there anything else to eat in the kitchen? Make me some more."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Nan Qingfeng put one hand on the table, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table, his eyes shining brightly.

"My lord, my lord, have you received some news and are you planning to use me as a spearman?"

However, in the book, this prince did not receive any news. It was Bei Mingnan's successful transaction that caused his subsequent tragedy.

"Oh, I know..." Nan Qingfeng narrowed his eyes dangerously.

This was once again the damn main system that made it more difficult for her to clear the level.

Forget it, let’s go to the Qingming Pond when the time comes.

She was happy to hear that the Beiming family's plan failed.

What's more, if she wants to gain favor with the big devil, she can't let him die.

Once he dies, her favorability will be reduced to zero, and she will be trapped in this book for the rest of her life.

Thinking of this, Nan Qingfeng clenched his fist and slammed it on the table.

"I want to see who dares to touch that big devil!"

Huo'er, carrying a bowl of clear soup noodles, happened to walk in from the door and was startled by Nan Qingfeng's sudden movement.

"Miss, the food we just cooked is gone. I ordered you a bowl of Yangchun noodles. You can try it and see how it goes."

Nan Qingfeng did not refuse anyone who came, took the bowl and chopsticks, and slurped up the noodles.

Although she is not as particular as a famous lady, she is very appetizing when she eats.

After eating and drinking, Nan Qingfeng sat at the table, took a pen and paper and began to draw.

Zhuo'er took a closer look and said in surprise, "Aren't these the stores we looked at today?"

"Well, the prince will send money tomorrow. If nothing happens, we will have a shop and open a medical clinic tomorrow."

"Really?!" Zhuo'er was surprised and happy.

Nan Qingfeng said "hmm" and began to study the cost-effectiveness of several shops.

Seeing that she was busy, Zhuo'er whispered, "Miss, I'll go down first. Call me if you need anything."

"Um."

After leaving the door, Huo'er quickly cleaned up the kitchen and then entered the penthouse.

Once the lamp is on, it lasts all night.

The next day.

The weather is slightly cloudy.

Nan Qingfeng was awakened by the sound of Zhuo'er sweeping the courtyard. He sat up and his head felt dizzy, as if it was a ball of paste.

"Bracelet."

Zhuo'er heard the noise in the house, put down her work and hurried in.

"Miss, are you awake? Are you hungry? Breakfast is ready. I'll bring it to you."

"Where's the money? Has it been delivered?"

Zhuo'er was stunned for a moment, then recalled that she was asking about the money Dongfang Chuye promised to send yesterday.

This young lady is thinking about money as soon as she wakes up.

"It hasn't been delivered yet, but the prince has kept his promise and will never break his promise. Don't worry, miss, I will bring you breakfast."

Nan Qingfeng put on her shoes and went to bed. She took a plain dress from the cabinet and put on a white fur coat. She bought them when she went out yesterday. She also bought some bracelets.

Although Huo'er can cook, he only cooks in ordinary styles.

It doesn't look like much, but it tastes good.

This morning it was wonton soup. The wonton skins were thin and the fillings were fragrant. Nan Qingfeng finished two bowls of it in one go.

After wiping his mouth, he asked, "Where is the money? Has it been delivered?"

Zhuo'er had no choice but to say, "Not yet, wait any longer, it's still early." He pulled her to sit in front of the dressing mirror.

In the past, the young lady liked complicated and gorgeous hair accessories, but now she only likes simplicity. For the bracelet, it is very simple. She can pull up her hair into a beautiful bun in a few clicks and fix it with a bamboo chopstick.

"Miss, when I go out today, I will show you some simple jewelry."

"What's the use of that? Focus on making money first." Nan Qingfeng couldn't sit still, "Zhuo'er, is there someone waiting outside the door? Didn't you hear? Go and take a look?"

Zhuo'er reluctantly said "yes", opened the door and walked out.

Nan Qingfeng sat in front of the dressing mirror, picked up the lipstick and lightly applied it on her lips, instantly making her look radiant.

"Miss!"

Huo'er's excited shouts suddenly came from outside, and Nan Qingfeng hurriedly went out.

"how?"

In the courtyard, besides Huo'er, there was one more person.

He was dressed in black and straight, with an expressionless face.

Flowing clouds are like that.

Seeing Nan Qingfeng come out, he stepped forward, took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and handed it to Nan Qingfeng's hand.

"Thirty thousand taels of silver are all here. Miss, please count them."

Nan Qingfeng changed his cold expression, raised his hand and pinned his temple hair back.

"The prince actually gave it to me, how could I be embarrassed to accept it..."

Liuyun looked at the woman's consciously stretched out hand and was speechless.

"Has the prince brought anything to say?"

Liuyun said, "The prince said that money is not easy to make, but because he is devoted to the girl, he specially gives it to the girl to spend as she pleases."

Play this trick with her...

Nan Qingfeng pretended to be shy and said, "Wait a minute, I also have something for the prince, please help me bring it back to him."

After saying that, he turned around and went back into the house. After a while, he took out a folded piece of paper and handed it to Liu Yun's hand.

"Please hand it over to the prince yourself, thank you for your service."

Liuyun said "hmm", bowed his head, turned around and left.

"Miss, did you write any love words to the prince?"

Nan Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, "Hey, the secret must not be leaked..."

Liuyun took the things back to the palace to resume his life.

"Your Majesty, the girl has a letter that she wants me to deliver to Your Majesty."

"oh?"

Dongfang Chuye sat in front of the low desk, raised his hand to stop the reading of the boy next to him, and looked in the direction of Liuyun.

"read."

Liu Yun thought of Nan Qingfeng's shy appearance, fearing that the content of the letter might be indecent, so he cleared his throat, and Dongfang Chuye immediately waved his hand, causing the bookboy to retreat.

Seeing that no one was in the room, Liu Yun took out the letter Nan Qingfeng had given him.

When I unfolded it, I saw a face that instantly turned black.

"Huh? Why don't you read it?" Dongfang Chuye frowned.

"This... I don't know how to pronounce it."

"Did that woman write oracle bones? You don't know it?"

"It's a lip mark..." Liu Yun said helplessly.

"lip……"

Dongfang Chuye took a deep breath, raised his hand to press his eyebrows, and then sneered.

A lipstick can be exchanged for him thirty thousand taels of silver. This woman... is very calculating.

He fell into the hands of the Beiming family again.

It's... so abominable!

"Ask the secret guard to report at any time. I would like to see how the woman spends the thirty thousand taels of silver."

"yes."

A sneeze——

Nan Qingfeng sneezed suddenly while walking on the street.

"Miss, are you suffering from the cold?"

Huo'er stopped to tighten the laces of her cloak, "It's been cold these days, so I need to wear more clothes when going out."

When they went out to buy a shop, the master and the servant used face-changing cream to change their appearance. No one recognized her on the road. Without the strange looks from passers-by that day, she felt much more at ease.

"It doesn't matter, maybe someone is saying bad things about me behind my back."

Nan Qingfeng raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, looking at a shop not far ahead.

"Today, take down this shop."

Nan Qingfeng was full of fighting spirit and stepped into the door.

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell the store?"

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell the store?"

Two voices sounded at the same time. Nan Qingfeng turned around and saw that it was Bei Mingjing'er.