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Chapter 2475 cold eyes

Seeing Die'er kneeling on the ground sobbing, and seeing Die'er raising her hand to slap her in the face out of guilt, Xie Ting'er's heart softened a bit.

"You have your difficulties, and I have mine. As a master, you have served me for so many years, and I don't have the ability to help you solve your difficulties..."

"Get up and stop kneeling. When people come later and see us like this, they will suspect my mother-in-law again." Xie Ting'er said.

Die'er raised her teary eyes and looked at Xie Ting'er, as if she wouldn't get up from her knees if she didn't forgive her.

Xie Ting'er said: "Don't look at me like that. I'm really bored right now. Go and stay at the door. I want to take a nap."

Die'er was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to get up.

Xie Ting'er said: "Now that you have received money from me, aren't you just helping him keep an eye on me? Are you keeping an eye on the child in my belly?"

"If that's the case, then if you're just kneeling on the ground like this and not getting up, aren't you just deliberately letting me toss you around and make me tired?"

"Do you still need me to coax you with nice words and apologize to you, so that you can get up?"

Xie Tinger asked coldly.

Die'er was startled for a moment, then jumped up.

"Miss, please don't try to harm me. I will go and guard the door right now. You can have a good rest."

Die'er said, turned around and walked towards the door of the house. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked at the bowl of soup on the table.

"Miss, my master has ordered you to drink the soup that night before taking a rest. It will be good for both adults and children," she said.

Xie Ting'er cast a cold look.

Die'er was so frightened that she quickly shrank her neck, exited the house, and thoughtfully closed the door.

Xie Ting'er was left in the house.

She slowly came to the table, looked at the perfect tonic soup in the bowl on the table, and frowned.

Then she stretched out her hand to pick up the bowl, brought it to her mouth, and lowered her eyes to look at the soup inside, which was indeed very attractive in color.

The next moment, she carried the soup to the back window of the house, stretched the bowl out of the window, and poured it directly into the pot of plants behind the bed to water it.

When she was done, she put the bowl back on the bed, and then lay back on the bed to rest.



At night, in Zhou's house, Yang Wenxuan came over for the first time.

Why?

Because I had been busy with the few tables of meals at night, everything had dispersed at this time, and the old man's seventieth birthday had come to a successful conclusion.

Now, it's time to open the gifts.

This is the most exciting moment, and it is also the wonderful moment that Yang Wenxuan and Zhou have been looking forward to all day.

"Master, let's take a guess at the gifts from the Fang family. Among the guests invited today, the Fang family is the richest and most wealthy." Mrs. Zhou looked at the gift boxes stacked on the table and said excitedly to Yang Wenxuan.

Yang Wenxuan was gearing up, holding a pair of scissors in his hand, already anxious.

Hearing Zhou's words, Yang Wenxuan said: "I know, I know, you don't need to tell me, step aside, I'm going to tear it down."

Mrs. Zhou quickly stepped aside and told Ping'er beside her: "Are you ready with paper and pen? I'll write them down in the account book later."

Ping'er nodded hurriedly, "Madam, don't worry, paper and pen are already prepared."

Ms. Zhou said "hmm" and quickly looked away, because Yang Wenxuan had already waved the scissors and started cutting the gift box.

The gift box was cut open, and when the gifts inside were taken out, the eyes of Yang Wenxuan and the Zhou couple suddenly lit up.

"Oh, this little golden Buddha is so heavy. The Fang family is so generous. This little golden Buddha alone can probably buy a shop, right?" Mrs. Zhou came over and asked.

I couldn't help but stretched out my fingers to touch the little golden Buddha, but Yang Wenxuan slapped it away.

"Why are you anxious? There are other things down here!" he said.

Then, he carefully put the small golden Buddha aside and took out a pair of ivory fairy fish from the gift box.

"This pair of fairy fish is clearly made by a famous master. Look at these lines, how exquisitely they are carved."

Yang Wenxuan is quite familiar with this area. In the past, when his family's business was good, he liked to collect.

I have a lot of collections of various antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and I am a semi-expert.

It's just that now that our family is in decline and life is getting worse day by day, we don't have the energy and financial resources to do those things.

Now that he had this pair of fairy fish in his hands, his eyes were filled with light again.

"This pair of fairy fish is a rare thing. The Fang family really put a lot of thought into this birthday gift."

"Our Yang family really found the right family to get married to the Fang family. I believe that with the help and support of the Fang family, our Yang family's business will definitely turn around!"

Looking at the fairy fish in his hand, Yang Wenxuan saw hope and the future!

Mrs. Zhou also looked excited, "Don't look at it for now, and then start opening it. There are so many gifts on the table!"

Yang Wenxuan came to his senses, reluctantly put the fairy fish back, and then began to open other gift boxes.

In other gift boxes, the gifts inside are all kind of snake oil, and they are almost ready at a glance.

Mrs. Zhou reported it to her maid Ping'er, who wrote it down in the account book one by one.

"Hey, these are the only gift boxes left after being unpacked so quickly?" Ms. Zhou raised her head and looked at the gift boxes that were almost torn apart on the table, and asked in surprise.

Yang Wenxuan said: "How many do you think there can be? There are so many guests in the hall, and most of them are servants pretending to be servants in our house."

"There are not so many gifts that you can receive!" he said.

Mrs. Zhou curled her lips: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have let those servants pretend, prepare clothes, shoes and socks, and serve them a few tables of food. I've lost all my money!"

Yang Wenxuan said: "It must be a loss."

"But we have to take a long-term view. The so-called reluctance to give up the children cannot trap the wolf, and we do not allow the servants to work overtime for guests. How can we show that our Yang family has broad connections and resources?"

This is a play that was watched by the Fang family and also by the Yang family of Changping Village.

Zhou was naturally aware of Yang Wenxuan's intentions.

"Okay, that's all." She said, her eyes falling on the last few gift boxes on the table.

"This is a gift from the poor relatives in Changping Village, right? Open it up and see what it is. If it's not all small fish and shrimps, it will be funny." Zhou said.

Yang Wenxuan twitched his lips: "Small fish and shrimp are also meat. Our Yang family is all in this situation. As long as it is meat, even if it is mosquito leg meat, you have to chew off a few pieces!"

Zhou curled her lips again, "Stop talking, sir, please hurry up and dismantle it. After dismantling it, go to bed early. I have been busy all day today, and the muscles on my face are cramped from laughing."
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