The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Xin Zhiyuan frowned, not thinking about it for a while.

On the contrary, Mr. Tang and Mr. Gu were deeply impressed by the battle, and immediately widened their eyes in astonishment.

"Who are you?"

The two spoke out almost at the same time, and Xin Zhiyuan finally thought of the man in rags and a poor face.

Gu Yundong crouched down, "I am his daughter."

The faces of the three people changed dramatically in an instant, that person's daughter?

They knew how miserable that person was tossed at that time, and most of them would not be able to live after being thrown out of Xin Mansion.

So, his daughter came to avenge him?

Gu Yundong seemed to know what they were thinking, "Don't worry, my father is not dead, he is alive and well. But if you are about to die, then I am not sure."

She stood up and looked at the three of them condescendingly, "Actually, I thought at the time that my father was beaten like that by the three of you, so I won't implicate the innocent, and I'll settle the account with the three of you. It's a pity... "

She smiled and suddenly looked at Xin Zhiyuan.

The latter had a bad premonition in his heart, and his voice trembled slightly, "But, what a pity?"

"It's a pity that you have the idea of ​​white sugar." Gu Yundong raised his eyebrows, "Don't you want to go to Xuanhe Mansion to find the farmer who made the white sugar, and want to force her to hand over the formula so that you can make money?"

Xin Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, "How do you know?"

"Of course I know, after all, I'm the farmer you're looking for. How is it, isn't it a surprise?"

Xin Zhiyuan looked at her like a ghost, and his mind was in chaos.

This person is the sugar maker, this person is the daughter of the man he beat at the beginning, and this person actually knew that he was trying to beat white sugar.

He lowered his eyes and murmured, "How could it be, how could it be?"

Gu Yundong didn't think it was enough, and said, "Actually, when I first came to Wanqing Mansion, I really thought about cooperating with Xin Mansion. Unfortunately, I haven't found the second young master before, and I met you guys against me. My father was hurting the killer. My father was injured for a month before he could walk on the ground. How could I have to ask you for this account? I didn’t expect that I was thinking of a way to deal with you, but you still think you did it. If you don't have enough evil, if you want to find someone who makes white sugar, then I really can't let you go."

"Look, this is probably what people say about evil and evil? If you had been nicer and more polite to my father, then you probably wouldn't have ended up like this."

Xin Zhiyuan's face was pale, so everything was caused by their hands on that man?

After Gu Yundong finished speaking, his hands were still itchy, and he wanted to start again.

However, Mo Xulin at the door finally pushed the door open and came in, "It's almost done, they won't end well anyway."

Gu Yundong glanced at him before walking out the door.

To be honest, the hand still hurts a bit, but it's a good hit with my hand.

Before the door could close, the room was already in chaos.

Hearing Mo Xulin's words that sounded like announcing their death sentence, and then hearing that the source of everything Gu Yundong said was just the reason for the competition between Tang and Gu, several concubines who were implicated couldn't bear it any longer. They all jumped up, biting and kicking at them.

"Bitch, it's all because of you bastard."

"If you want to fight, why should you torture an outsider who doesn't even know his identity?"

"We were killed by you."