Chapter 129
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Aunty Chen also has a strange expression on her face: "These four people said that they were entrusted by someone to give it to Miss, but they refused to say who entrusted it to them."
The four people are taciturn. After putting down the wooden box, one of them respectfully hands a letter to Muyan.
Strange? She shouldn't know anyone in Xia 'an ah!
Who would write a letter to her?
Just as she's thinking, Aunty Chen opens the box and exclaims: "Oh, there's a lot of jewelry!"
Muyan looks up and sees that the box is stuffed to the brim with gold, silver, and jewelry.
Although the quantity doesn't seem to be as much as Jin Wangye's, it far exceeds in terms of quality and value.
Especially the dozens of rainbow-colored gems inside. Any one of them would be priceless if taken out.
"Miss Jun, this … who gave this to you? Could it be that someone proposed marriage to you again? "
Muyan suspiciously opens the letter. When she sees the contents, her face immediately fills with black lines.
Aunty Chen really guessed it right, at least half of it.
Because what is written in the letter is –
【Muyan, my wife,
Idle and bored, I send two boxes of worldly goods for you to enjoy.
Not a betrothal gift!】
At the end, it's signed with the word "Jue" in a dance of dragons, phoenixes and phoenixes.
The man's domineering, callous, and disdainful majesty is vividly displayed in this word.
She doesn't need to think to know who sent these things.
Di Ming Jue!
So, this is what he meant by pursuing?
First smashing the wall, then throwing money?
So direct, so crude, so vulgar!
Moreover, when did she agree to marry him? He actually opens his mouth and calls her 'my wife'?
Muyan stares at the few lines in the letter. When she sees the last three words "not a betrothal gift", the corners of her mouth can't help but hook up into a playful smile.
The point is, he's still so petty.
Are these three words ridiculing the shabbiness of Jin Wangye's betrothal gifts?
… …
Just as Muyan is considering how to deal with these worldly goods for her to enjoy, Chen Qingfeng, who was supposed to open a shop in the front yard, hurries over, saying that someone wants to see her.
And the person who wants to see her is an unexpected person.
Muyan picked up a cup of tea and gently took a sip. Only then did she raise her head to look at the woman sitting in front of her. She faintly smiled and said: "Miss Ru Yan paying a visit to my little shop is really a rare guest."
The woman sitting on the opposite side is wearing a purple dress and light muslin. Her eyebrows aren't smiling but they contain affection. She is the famous "ghost envoy" of Xia 'an's Ghost City, Miss Ru Yan.
"Miss Jun, please don't say that. Right now, you're Xia 'an's most sought-after draught master. If you're willing to visit our Ghost City, then you'll be our Ghost City's honored guest. Ruyan is deeply indebted to you. It is truly shameful for me to visit you today. "
Ru Yan stands up and gracefully salutes Mu Yan, her expression incomparably sincere.
After sitting down again, she says: "In fact, I came here today to represent Ghost City to invite you, Miss Jun?"
"Oh? Invite me? "Muyan leisurely says," I'll say this in advance, I don't intend to consign my draughts for sale in the Ghost City for the time being. "
Ru Yan promptly shakes her head, "Miss Jun, you've misunderstood. Nowadays, who in Xia 'an doesn't know that only Junji Drugstore has special draughts that have nature-defying effects. The rules set by Junji Drugstore are also the most stringent. No matter how much money, no matter how much power, you can't make Junji Drugstore compromise and change the rules. "
"Since that's the case, you still want to invite me?"
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