The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 471 The business woman who was murdered for money (21)

   Xiao Tao looked at Murong Chen suspiciously, and suddenly thought of the strange people outside.

   Could it be that this elder son from the capital was the target of the people in black in front of him?

  Otherwise, why would they give up a good inn at midnight and not live, and have to go camping in the wilderness?

  ……

  Xiaotao is a loyal protector of the Lord. The more she thinks about it, the more terrifying she becomes. She quietly pulls Su Qinghuan's hand, thinking that her voice is extremely low and will not be heard by others.

"Miss, are you sure this man is Murong Shizi? What should you do if he is a liar? Miss, you must not think that a handsome man will not lie. Look at the previous Duan Feiyang, now think about it. I'm all angry."

  Su Qinghuan laughed out loud when she heard Xiaotao's words.

  She looked at Murong Chen with a strange expression, but saw the man staring at herself with a bleak look.

  Murongchen is a martial artist, and Xiaotao bit her ears. It is estimated that Murongchen can still hear him.

   But Murong Chen just raised his eyebrows and looked at her without comment.

  ……

  It is estimated that he has never been so suspected in his life.

  Su Qinghuan became more amused the more she thought about it, she took Xiaotao's hand and coughed lightly.

   "Xiao Tao, don't worry, this one in front of you is the imperial son of Yongchang Wangfu who has been replaced by a fake. If something happens temporarily at that time, I will protect you."

  Looking at the girl's brilliant eyes, and the girl's hand on her waist, Xiao Tao didn't think there was anything at all, but at this moment, she blushed suddenly.

  If Xiaotao is a modern girl, she might know that the term boyfriend power is not limited to men only.

   Xiaotao stomped her feet, feeling uncomfortable.

   "Miss...How can there be such a thing, it must be Xiao Tao who sacrificed herself to protect the lord."

  She was born as a maid of a young lady, and she had to face the master when she died.

  ……

   Seeing Xiaotao laughing in Su Qinghuan’s arms, Murongchen felt a little weird in his heart.

  Although Su Qinghuan does have a lot of personality and charm, it's a bit too late for this man and woman to kill each other.

  Murong Chen glanced over Su Qinghuan lightly, his voice was deep, like the rustle of wind blowing through the bamboo forest, which made people fascinated.

   "Miss Su, your maid is very loyal."

  ……

   "The son is joking."

  Su Qinghuan’s lips curled slightly, she stared at the man’s handsome face, her voice suddenly became serious.

  "My son, if I become your support in the future, I will be as loyal to you."

   "Even willing to die for me?"

  Murongchen thought of Xiaotao’s words of sacrificing one's life, his lips pouted with a playful arc, obviously he did not believe that Su Qinghuan could say the affirmative answer.

  But the result surprised him.

  Su Qinghuan thought for a few seconds.

   "If my wish can be fulfilled, I won't care even if the female citizen will die for the sake of her son."

  The wish of the original owner is very simple. It is nothing more than punishing the scumbag Duan Feiyang.

  As long as this main task is completed, even if other things cannot be done, this plane can be considered to have a good ending.

  ……

  It may have been a long time in the modern plane. Now that we have come to this era of extreme patriarchy, thinking that most men are poisoned by three wives and four concubines, Su Qinghuan does not even want to talk about love.

   "Your wish is to be related to the son of the Beijing government?"

  Murong Chen pondered for a few seconds, and there was a complex look on his handsome and innocent cheeks.

  "This matter is not difficult. It is not worth your life. If you really want to, when you return to the capital, I can do it for you."

   "What's the point of letting Shi Ziye directly do it?"

  Su Qinghuan smiled and shook his head.

   "Just follow Duan Feiyang's sloppy and passionate temperament, he will kill himself, I just want to advance this time a little bit."

  Su Qinghuan’s truth.

  According to the original plot, Duan Feiyang should also return to the capital.

   Even without her, the daughter of the silk village, as a stepping stone, Su Qinghuan would not go to hook up those Yingyingyanyan if he did not believe that Duan Feiyang returned to the capital.

  唔, it is estimated that Ye Wan'er, the daughter of the prime minister, will be online soon.

  Thinking that Duan Feiyang's skills in picking up girls depend on the "life winner system", Su Qinghuan felt very sick.

  If Duan Feiyang is relying on his own ability, then Su Qinghuan can take a high look.

  Using this shameless plug-in to perform dimensionality reduction and brainwashing on girls, what kind of man is it?

  ……

  "Then I hope Miss Su can think about it. There are many fun places in the capital, and there are many delicious things. There is no need to get stuck in some love trivial matters. What's more, the matter between you and the son of Duan has become the past."

  Murong Chen raised his eyes and looked at the girl. If such an agile woman is a scumbag for a lifetime, it is definitely not what he would like to see.

   "What the elder son teaches is."

  Su Qinghuan nods slightly.

  At this moment, the three heard a long roar resembling a bird coming from downstairs of the inn.

   "My guard is here, let's go, let's go down."

"good."

  ……

  Su Qinghuan originally thought that Murongchen’s guards would be very much fanfare, but it turned out that there were actually only five or six people, and they weren’t wearing the special robes of the palace, they were more similar to ordinary people.

  Those people have no memory, and they are almost invisible once they are submerged in the crowd.

  It’s just that Su Qinghuan is well-informed, and judging from the bottom plate and tiger's mouth of those guards, he knows that they are all Lianjiazi.

   "Master, you have to work hard. You are struggling with us."

   "It's okay."

  Murongchen nodded faintly, and took the lead to get on the plain black carriage.

  Su Qinghuan, looking from the outside, only thinks that this black carriage is very similar to the style of ordinary people's home. In terms of its gorgeous appearance, it is far inferior to the Su's carriage.

   "Miss Su, you can sit with me."

   "Oh, good."

  Su Qinghuan simply let Xiaotao sit in the original carriage of the Su family. Although Xiaotao was a little unwilling, she was afraid that Murongchen would be a bad guy and would abduct her young lady. Su Qinghuan secretly laughed for a while.

  This girl is loyal, honest and cute. When she arrives in the capital, she should really think about how to help Xiaotao find a good family. In the end, the couple can live in Su Mansion.

  After all, Xiaotao is also seventeen years old. According to the rules of the Daxia Dynasty, a woman can marry at the age of fourteen. If she does not marry at twenty, she is considered an old girl.

  She hasn't planned to let Xiao Tao live with her all her life.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan got into Murong Chen’s carriage with this idea.

  As soon as I got on the bus, I realized that there was a cave inside.

  Don’t look at the outside, it’s not old, or even a bit tattered.

  But the wood inside is the finest golden nanmu, there are a lot of chaise lounges and soft pillows, and the fabrics used on the outside are the best double-sided silk satin embroidery.

  Su Qinghuan's family is in the silk business, how can you not understand the way.

  "My son, you are safe to enjoy both."

  (End of this chapter)