The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 465 A business woman who was murdered for money (15)

  Father Su turned his head in surprise, wanting to trace the source of the sound.

  As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the youth in the purple robe and jade belt standing under the stone lion.

The other party looked like he was in his early twenties, his appearance was unusually beautiful, his phoenix eyes were a bit narrow, and he seemed to have a three-point smile when he looked at people, but the dignified atmosphere of the whole body was deeply alienated. People dare not approach easily.

Su's father has been immersed in the mall for decades, and he has a vicious eye. Even if he doesn't look at Murongchen's appearance and temperament, it is just the purple robe on his body, Su's father judges that it is jade from southern Xinjiang. Silk satin.

   is the fabric that can only be enjoyed by the nobles in the imperial capital. Even if the ordinary people have money, they cannot buy this material.

  ……

  When did my daughter know such a golden figure?

  Father Su was very puzzled, but seeing Murong Chen’s polite words, he also bowed his hands respectfully.

   "I don't know what is the relationship between this son and the little girl? It seems that I haven't heard the son mentioned about the son before?"

  Daxia dynasty male and female defense is not too serious, but Su Qinghuan is now leaving for the capital, and telling a foreigner whereabouts does not seem to be very appropriate.

  Father Su still has this sense of self-protection.

  Murongchen was not surprised by the precautions in Father Su’s eyes. He smiled faintly, with a look of noble beauty on his handsome face.

   "My surname is Murong. I saw Ling Ai's paintings in Liu Zhifu's mansion earlier, and I was deeply admired, so I specially wanted to visit Miss Su."

  Murong is the national surname, and the emperor was the Murong family. Except for the royal family, only a few kings and grandsons can continue to use this surname.

  Father Su was shocked when he heard this surname, and when Murong Chen lifted the name of Liu Zhifu, Father Su dared not make it again.

  They all said that the strong dragon does not crush the ground snake. When Murong Chen mentioned Liu Zhifu, he was obviously a monarch, and Liu Zhifu was a minister. The levels between the two were clearly distinguished, and the expression on Father Su's face became more and more cautious.

  He doesn't know when his daughter has talent in painting, but at this moment, it is the most important thing that he can not sin against the son from the capital.

   "It turned out to be the son of Murong. It is her blessing that the little girl's work can be appreciated by the son, but the little girl is not in the house now, and the son is going to go for nothing."

"she went out?"

   Murong Chen's expression was slightly surprised.

  The young phoenix eyes squinted, the pupils of the eyes that were like thick ink seemed to be stained with the ice and snow of the early spring.

   "When will she be back?"

"……this……"

  Father Su showed an embarrassed look on his face. It was not that Murong Chen knew the whereabouts of his daughter. It was just that as soon as Su Qinghuan had left, he told a foreigner about his daughter's whereabouts. He always felt that something was wrong.

   Seeing Murong Chen's eyes become more and more unpredictable, Su's father couldn't support it after all, he wiped the fine sweat on his forehead.

   “It’s like this. The little girl had a marriage contract with the son of the Jingfu Tong in Beijing. Some time ago, she had just retired and was going to Beijing to get back the cost of Duan Feiyang.”

   "Just for such a trivial matter, did she go to the capital alone?"

A suspicion flashed in Murong Chen's eyes.

  Although he has not had any conversation with Su Qinghuan.

  But looking at Su Qinghuan’s appearance, it doesn’t look like a woman who will be trapped by love.

  If so...

  Murongchen's thin lips slightly pursed, and a hint of surprise rose in his heart inexplicably.

  The son of Duan Feiyang, the son of the Beijing government, had a relationship before. Such a mud that can't support the wall is worthy of Su Qinghuan's thoughts?

   Even for him, to go to a completely unfamiliar place alone?

  ……

  Faced with Murong Chen’s powerful aura, Su's hand was full of fine sweat, his lips twitched twice, and he thought for a while before telling the truth.

"In fact, it's not all for the duan guy. I'm not afraid of your jokes. The little girl still wants to find a place in the satin shop in the capital. It's just that this sentence is too early. If it can't be realized in the future, I'm afraid it will be with the nobles. It's short in front of me."

  "……"

  Does this mean to go to the capital to open a store?

  Murong Chen's sharp eyes gradually returned to plain.

   Thinking of Su Qinghuan’s water conservancy picture, the young man took a deep breath.

   "I understand, then if I have the opportunity, I will visit in the future."

  "This jade is regarded as a token I left to Miss Su. If Miss Su returns in the future, she can take this jade to the prefect Liu, and the prefect Liu will arrange the next thing."

"what?!"

  They all said that there is no reward for no merit. When Su's father saw the jade that Murongchen handed over, he was very nervous.

  The shape of the jade is a simple and awkward ring style. There is nothing special about it. However, the quality of the jade is very transparent and clear, with no impurities or cracks in the sun.

  Father Su had already guessed in his heart that this jade was expensive.

  Besides, it’s clear that Su Qinghuan and this man didn’t sound to know each other before. Why did this young man with the surname Murong take a particularly high look at his daughter?

  Father Su was afraid that his daughter’s good looks would provoke the rotten peach blossoms, but looking at the appearance of the phoenix eyes and trimming eyebrows of the son of Murong, there should be no shortage of beautiful women.

  Father Su tried his brains to come up with a refusal.

"Prince Murong, after all, my daughter doesn't know when she will return home, and this jade jue looks very precious. If you want her to come back to the prefect Liu’s mansion to find you, I will pass on it for you. , You don’t need this jade as a token."

   "It's not expensive."

  Murongchen glanced at Father Su coldly.

   "Just hold it."

  ……

   Before Father Su handed over Yujue, the young man turned on his back and left.

  Father Su saw the young man’s back and his heart was mixed, and when he looked at the jade Jue with excellent jade in his palm, he felt heavier to breathe.

  ——I don’t know what the origin of this son Murong is, and what paintings his daughter used to attract his attention.

  This man is not a thing in the pool at first glance. I hope that his daughter will not meet him when he goes to the capital.

  ……

  Su's mother is not as worried as Su's father, she can't help but have some illusions when she sees that Murong Chen is such a talented person.

   "Master, you said that Huan'er was taken by Mr. Murong? This is actually a good thing."

   "Women's view! What do you know!"

  Father Su sighed.

  "I would rather be a poor wife than a powerful concubine. If Mr. Murong really fell in love with Huan'er, do you really think Huan'er would be happy?"

  ……

  Na Xiang Su Qinghuan still didn't know what happened in Dongcheng, she sneezed, feeling a little inexplicable.

  She just left Dongcheng, who is thinking of her?

  The accompanying maid, Xiaotao, handed her a glass of water.

  "Miss, have you caught a cold? I think it's getting late, how about we find a place to rest?"

  Su Qinghuan nodded.

"good."

  (End of this chapter)