General Leng's superb wife

Chapter Eighteen: Murong Qian

After lunch, Muxue and Xiaohu left Jiang Mansion, leaving their family to reunite. The joy of reunited after a long time was overflowing on everyone's face. They should have a lot to say!

Mu Xue and Xiao Hu, who did not go back to Murong Mansion directly, walked around the streets for a long time. They didn't go back until the sun was setting and they were a little hungry.

"Xiaohu, do you have any money with you?"

"Bring it!" Xiaohu was a little confused by this sudden question. Since I followed this lady, I have seen all new things, and I have become playful!

"That's good!" Mu Xue turned directly into a store, completely ignoring Xiao Hu who was in a daze behind him.

Fugui Restaurant? A famous restaurant in the imperial city. I heard that the food here is so good that even the emperor would come here from time to time out of the palace!

Xiaohu touched the money bag at her waist. Can she bring enough money? She couldn't help but swallow.

Sitting next to the window, Mu Xue put her legs inelegantly on the chair next to her and gently beat her hands. "Waiter, bring me your delicious food!"

After a while, there was a table on the floor with all kinds of delicacies. Muxue almost drooled at the sight!

After asking Xiaohu to sit down, Mu Xue picked up her chopsticks and started the food adventure!

Xiaohu timidly sat down, looked at the table full of dishes, and then looked at Muxue, who was eating a lot of oil, with a look of helplessness on her face.

"Miss,~~"

"Xiao Hu, why don't you eat? This store is not bad, and everything is delicious!"

Can it not be delicious? This is a shop that even emperors would patronize!

"Miss, we~~"

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it after we finish eating!" He lowered his head and continued to fight with the food. He wanted to stuff all the dishes on the table into his mouth.

"Miss" Xiaohu was a little anxious, "It seems we don't have enough money."

"Ahem" Muxue blushed due to choking, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Looking at the 'horrible' food on the table, the two of them stared at each other, and Mu Xue was no longer interested in eating.

"Mr. Murong, please come inside."

Mu Xue, who was worried about money, looked up and saw Murong Qian, the guy who looked exactly like Yang Ziming, who was also her current husband.

"Yes!"

Xiaohu was startled by Muxue's sudden shout.

"What's up, miss?"

"Don't worry, eat quickly! We won't have to pay the bill later!" Muxue picked up the chopsticks with a smile and tasted the food with a happy face.

Xiao Hu stared at Muxue in surprise, and slowly moved her chopsticks. If the lady said there is a way, then there must be a way!

After having enough wine and food, Mu Xue picked up Xiaohu and walked straight towards Murong Qian, who was drinking wine leisurely.

"Mr. Murong, long time no see!"

Murong Qian raised his thick eyebrows, glanced up at Mu Xue, and continued drinking, "It's you!"

"Thanks to Mr. Murong for saving me last time. I'm here to express my gratitude today!"

"You're welcome, just stop pretending to be a hero from now on!"

Muxue's teeth were itching with anger, she glared at him fiercely, and pulled Xiaohu around to walk towards the counter.

"Shopkeeper, Master Murong will pay our bill."

"This~~" The old man who looked down at the account book raised his head slightly, "Mr. Murong agrees?"

"Look." Mu Xue smiled at Murong Qian and nodded, leaning down for a moment.

What is this woman doing? She is smiling so weirdly?

Murong Qian looked at Mu Xue who smiled strangely at him strangely, and nodded. Maybe he was overthinking it, and she was just thanking him.

"I know, you two girls, walk slowly!"

After leaving Fugui Restaurant, Su Muxue couldn't help laughing. She finally got to him, let's see how he pulls her off this time!

It was already nightfall when Murong Qian returned to Xiling Pavilion with a gloomy face.

Is this damn woman a pig? She actually ate more than two hundred taels of silver?

And that Jiang Yuyan, I don’t know what kind of poison was cast on his mother. Even her mother, who has always been a bit tricky, thought she was good. Today, she specially called her to Donglai Pavilion to give her a lecture, saying that she was neglecting her.

He also said that she is a good girl and should be cherished.

I really don’t understand, what good can a spoiled rich lady do?

Murong Qian stepped back from Chang Feng, with a sullen face and a hint of anger as he came to the new house that he had not set foot in since the day they got married.

Before reaching the door, I vaguely heard exaggerated laughter coming from inside.

It's really strange that this woman can still laugh when she is so neglected?

"Miss, stop laughing and go to sleep!" Xiaohu lowered his head and spread the quilt.

"It's funny just thinking about it. Do you think that pig's nose will be crooked with anger? Haha" Muxue still laughed without any image, and even squeezed out a few tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Miss, you are teasing the second young master like this, aren't you afraid that he will come to you?"

"What are you afraid of? He has probably forgotten about me. Besides, it is only natural that the wife eats and the husband pays the bill."

"What wife and husband? Pay the bill?"

"Ah, that's what it means to settle the bill with your husband."

Murong Qian, who was standing outside, finally understood. It turned out that the idiot woman who had taken more than two hundred taels of silver was Jiang Yuyan, his wife!

Are you teasing him? Then we’ll see!

Murong Qian turned around and walked back thoughtfully, with a smile inadvertently appearing on his lips, and happened to bump into Chuntao who had just come from the kitchen.

"Second Young Master, what are you~~"

"Ah, it's okay, don't say I've been here!"

Chuntao looked at Murong Qian's back with a strange look on her face. Since she is here, why don't she go in? I wonder how happy the second young lady will be!

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