Chapter 642
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No matter how reluctant Mu Yaoyao was, she was dragged out by Steward Fang.
"Grand Secretary Fang —"
Feng Wu was about to say something, but Grand Secretary Fang had lost interest.
The old man was bitterly disappointed.
Lady Mu wasn't his daughter, but he had raised her himself. How could she set him up like this?!
Grand Secretary Fang waved at Feng Wu to keep quiet for now.
"The backer behind the Yao family business is the Mu Palace." Grand Secretary Fang smirked. "Mu Yaoyao asked the Yao family to buy this manor. Do you think I don't know?!"
Why couldn't she just say so if she wanted to buy it? Why did she have to ask someone else for help? And she pretended that she had nothing to do with it. That was ridiculous!
"Grand Secretary Fang, please don't be mad. Mu Yaoyao has her own reasons, and so do you." Feng Wu shrugged.
"But this manor has to be sold eventually, and it has to be sold within half a month." Grand Secretary Fang heaved a sigh. "Otherwise, Xuan Yi will be cursed."
Grand Secretary Fang said in resignation, "But it's not a random sale. There are rules. First of all, the buyer has to be a Master Level formation master. Second, the buyer has to match the atmosphere of the manor. Third … "
Grand Secretary Fang turned to Feng Wu all of a sudden as he spoke.
"Old Master, you …"
"Oh my!" Grand Secretary Fang smacked the table. "I've been searching high and low, only to find what I've been looking for! Xiao Wu, aren't these conditions tailor-made for you?! "
"Tailor-Made for me?"
"That's right!" Grand Secretary Fang asked, "Aren't you a Master Level formation master?"
"That's right."
"You don't match the atmosphere of the manor?"
"I do."
"You don't have the ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma and blood ginseng?"
"I do have them."
"That settles it!" Grand Secretary Fang had always been a man of circumstance, and he had become even more capricious after he left politics.
Seeing that Feng Wu was destined, he smacked the table and made the decision. "That settles it! So, you can have the manor! "
"Me?" Feng Wu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "The Yao family offered you a million silver coins, and you're giving it to me for free?"
"That's because you're so likable." Grand Secretary Fang told the old steward to get the brush, ink, and paper ready.
Not long after, the old butler brought the Four Treasures of the Study over.
This old man was really capricious now. Just now, he was talking about changing hands, and now he was already drafting a transfer certificate.
With just a few strokes, the old man had finished writing the book.
Feng Wu took a look and saw that it only said that she had to accept the gift without paying any price or obligation …
"Come on, sign it." The old man handed her a brush dipped in ink. "Sign your name here. I'll have someone go to the yamen and change the deed to the land and house under your name. That's it."
"You silly girl, why are you still standing there? The old man teased Feng Wu. "What's the big deal? You've got a manor with such good feng shui for nothing.
Feng Wu would be lying if she said she wasn't moved.
She didn't know why she kept meeting benefactors.
Mu Yaoyao was Grandpa Sheng's relative, but Grandpa Sheng refused to sell it and gave it to her for free.
"What? You're so happy that you're going to cry. "The old man was amused by Feng Wu's blank expression.
Biting her lower lip, Feng Wu handed the transfer certificate back to him.
"What's wrong?" Grandpa Fang was bewildered.
Feng Wu said grumpily, "If I sign this, you'll send people after me."
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