Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

Bao Zhi's eyes flashed, and he raised his foot and moved towards Su Qinghe.

"Ah!" His foot rubbed against the table leg, and he pretended to be tripped and threw himself into Su Qinghe's arms.

As long as she hugged him, she had to be responsible for him!

"Madam, save me!" he shouted, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

When he was about to fall on her, he saw the woman who was originally sitting on the stool took a step back sideways.

"Hey! Lady! Ah——"

With a "bang", he crashed into the stool and the pain made him cry.

"You!" Bao Zhi got up, with tears on his face, and looked at Su Qinghe with a face full of grievance.

"Zhi'er fell down. Why didn't you catch her? The stool has sharp corners. What if Zhi'er got disfigured? Is this how you treat men?"

As he spoke, his tears flowed more and more, as if Su Qinghe had done something heinous to him.

"I'm sorry, Master Bao! There is no such thing as physical contact between men and women. It's fine if I get my face disfigured, but if I ruin your reputation, I won't be able to explain myself."

"Do you think appearance is more important, or a man's reputation?"

As he spoke, Su Qinghe bowed to him in a serious manner.

"I...of course a man's reputation is more important..." Bao Zhi replied while gritting his teeth.

In this kind of question, does he dare to say that a man's reputation is not important? Wouldn't that make him a shameless playboy?

Swallowing this loss silently, he wiped his tears and looked at Su Qinghe with an apologetic expression.

"My lady is right. Zhi'er is confused because of the pain. I have to thank you for preserving Zhi'er's reputation." As he said this, he leaned towards Su Qinghe.

"You're too polite, sir!" Su Qinghe sat down again and started drinking the tea.

Bao Zhi stood aside, at a loss for what to do.

The tea has been spilled and thrown around, what else can he do!

If he falls again, even a fool can see that he did it on purpose. Then even if he succeeds in getting her to marry him, she will not like him.

After thinking about it, he turned and went upstairs.

"Madam, wait a moment. I'll go see if mother has found the seal!"

"Yes!" Su Qinghe nodded in agreement.

On the third floor of Zui Xiang Lou, Bao Wen and Bao Min were sitting on stools drinking tea.

"Mother!" Bao Zhi pushed the door open.

"How is it? Is it done?" Bao Wen looked at him.

"No...that woman is just a piece of wood!" Bao Zhi frowned and cursed.

"What a fool! Her husband was with her the other day, and I don't know how much better looking my brother is, but she didn't like him!"

Bao Min looked indignant.

"Hmph!" Bao Wen snorted coldly.

"Since she doesn't want the soft and gentle beauty, then we can only use force!"

"If outsiders ask about it, just say that Su Qinghe doesn't plan to stay in Tianhe County, and has handed the restaurant over to us to manage, and has gone somewhere else!"

"Do it!"

"Yes!" Bao Min was a little excited. She preferred to use force rather than involving a younger brother in it.

Su Qinghe was drinking tea leisurely downstairs when she heard the sound of something breaking from upstairs.

Then the door was closed from the outside and a group of women with sticks rushed in.

"The soft approach doesn't work, are you trying to use the hard approach?" Su Qinghe smacked her lips.

"Su Qinghe, hand over the land deed voluntarily, don't force me to do it!"

Bao Wen and his family of three stood on the stairs and looked at the scene downstairs.

"Manager Bao! Are you not going to fulfill the bet?" Su Qinghe stood up from his seat.

"Bet? Do you think I'm as stupid as you and use my own restaurant to pay off debts?" Bao Wen looked at her sarcastically.

"Don't waste your time talking to her, just do it and get rid of her!"

A group of people received the order and rushed forward waving long sticks in their hands.

"Since Shopkeeper Bao still wants to give me money, I won't be polite!"

Su Qinghe laughed out loud, grabbed someone's wooden stick, twisted his body into a strange arc, and directly took the man's stick away.

Then she swung the wooden stick in her hand and knocked down the group of people surrounding her to the ground in just a few strokes.

After dealing with this group of people, Su Qinghe walked towards the three people standing on the stairs.

"Mom! Mom! She's coming up! What should we do?" Bao Min anxiously pulled Bao Wen's sleeve and looked at Su Qinghe as if she was looking at a ghost.

She wanted to run away, but the only way behind her was upstairs, and she couldn't escape at all.

"I saw it! Do I need you to tell me?"

Bao Wen slapped Bao Min on the head and cursed.

"Manager Bao! How do you think we can save you from being beaten?" Su Qinghe asked softly.

"Haha, Miss Su, you're too kind!" Bao Wen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"We were indeed wrong about this matter! How about this? My Zhi'er is well-behaved, sensible, gentle and virtuous, and has been in good health since childhood. I will send him to you to serve you, as an apology to you!"

As Bao Wen spoke, he pulled out Bao Zhi who was hiding behind him.

"Mother! Didn't you say before that you wanted to marry me to the head of the Yang family?" Bao Zhi shook his head in panic.

His mother actually wanted to give him directly to her. He was not even the lowest-ranking Xiaojun, but just a servant!

"It's already this time, do you think there is still a chance for Master Yang?" Bao Wen pulled the man to his side and whispered in his ear.

"If she beats you up, you'll be disfigured or disabled for life, and you won't even be able to get married, let alone become the head of the Yang family!"

"I..." Bao Zhi's face was full of despair.

"Manager Bao, please don't make things difficult for Mr. Bao. I am not very satisfied with this answer. How about thinking of something else?" Su Qinghe interrupted the mother and son's whisper.

"Not, not satisfied?" Bao Wen looked at Su Qinghe in embarrassment.

Bao Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly hid behind Bao Wen again.

"What does the lady want? Just tell me!"

"Well... Su is a vulgar person who is only interested in money!" Su Qinghe looked at them while holding the stick.

"How much does the lady want?" Bao Wen asked tentatively.

"What do you think, Manager Bao?" Su Qinghe threw the question back.

Bao Wen pondered for a while and asked tentatively: "100 taels?"

This is almost half a year's profit for their restaurant.

"You mean buying it for you alone?" Su Qinghe looked at her and nodded.

"can!"

"Uh... no, no, I mean the three of us, mother and daughter, have a total of 100 taels!" Bao Wen explained anxiously.

"One hundred taels for three people?" Su Qinghe glared at her and pretended to rush up and hit her.

"It seems that Manager Bao still wants to relax his muscles!"

"Hey! No no no! One person, just one person!"

Bao Wen was so scared that he waved his hands and quickly stepped back.

"Okay! That's 300 taels in total. Shopkeeper Bao, bring the money here, and I won't bother about this matter anymore."

Su Qinghe decisively put away the stick and stopped only four steps away from her.

"Okay! Okay! I'll get it right away!" Bao Wen wiped the cold sweat from his head, turned around and hurried upstairs. Bao Min and Bao Zhi followed him.

Su Qinghe did not follow. It was the third floor, which was very high, and they did not have the courage to jump.