The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 489 The business woman who was murdered for money (39)

   Throughout the ages, most of the prince’s daughters were able to support her as the head of the county, and there was almost no precedent for the daughter of a commoner.

  If the county owner just said it nicely, Su Qinghuan might not be happy.

  But in the Great Xia Dynasty, the county lord had a solid fief and food shame!

  Just like there are so many wives of imperial court officials, they want their husbands to earn themselves the title of madam.

  Is it just because you have a fate to say that it sounds good?

  Of course not only that, after having an order, it is equivalent to having an official title, although a woman cannot be an official, but this order also has a salary, and also enjoys the support of ordinary people, even if a crime is committed, it cannot be reviewed by an ordinary official!

  ……

  Su Qinghuan’s lips curled slightly, she stared at the man with a gloomy expression in front of her, and said solemnly.

"Sir, you have always misunderstood me. I have no great ambition to save the country and the people. I am a vulgar person. I only like Qian Hetian. So now you can understand why the folk girls like the title of county lord? "

   Even in modern society, Su Qinghuan is also a renter who loves to rent houses.

  Worry no worries if you have a house, no worries if you have money.

  Don't say anything about treating money as dung, for the truth of most people's lives, it is that a penny can be difficult for heroes, and it is difficult to move without money.

  Murong Chen stood on the right side of Su Qinghuan, and saw the girl's eyebrows curled when she mentioned money and land, and the man felt an indescribable irritability.

   "...a fan of money."

   "Yes, I said I'm a layman, why not be a fan?"

   "Su Qinghuan, if you marry me, then you will never be short of money in your life."

  Murong Chen stared at the girl's fluttering eyelashes, blurting out without thinking.

  And Su Qinghuan, don't take a step back in fright.

  She watched the man's arm stretched out suddenly, her voice more serious.

   "But Shi Ziye, you forgot one thing. I don't actually lack money now. I don't want to be rich or an enemy. I just want to enjoy the feeling of making money by myself."

  "……"

  This is also true.

  Murong Chen knew that Su Qinghuan was telling the truth.

If Su Qinghuan eats and waits to die, as long as she doesn’t do something that ignores the laws of the dynasty, even if she doesn’t act as the county head, she won’t open any Su’s silk store anymore, as long as she uses the property currently earned by Su’s father and Su’s mother. It was enough for Su Qinghuan to spend two lifetimes.

  Most men in this world are either obsessed with fame and fortune, or obsessed with eating, drinking, and having fun. Whether they are rich or powerful, they cannot escape such fate.

  But what they like is only the happiness brought by money and power. It is even more difficult for them to really work hard to climb up.

  Unexpectedly, Su Qinghuan was just the opposite.

  She likes money, and maybe she also likes power, but she feels comfortable with her small wealth and walks on her own step by step, and she doesn’t want to go further.

  ……

  Murongchen was silent for a few seconds. He lowered his head and stared at the girl's almost perfect side face, watching her slender butterfly-wing eyelashes cover a layer of shadow under her eyelids.

  The man's throat is slightly astringent, and there is an unspeakable uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

   "Su Qinghuan, don't you think you are awkward? You are a woman, and you don't have to live so hard."

  "Being a human being, how can it be difficult."

  If it weren't for the latter words to be rebellious, otherwise Su Qinghuan would want to use it as an example on the pilgrimage.

  The emperor who is now in power in the Great Xia Dynasty has almost always started at 4 in the morning and went to bed at 11 or 12 in the evening since the fifteenth pro-government period.

  It’s enough to be an emperor to do this.

  Of course, in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty, there is no lack of that kind of mediocre emperor, just that, how long can you sit in the seat of the Ninth Five-Year Lord?

There are so many people looking at it, and the imperial power is just a matter of time.

  ……

   "At a young age, you want to be transparent."

   Murong Chen felt helpless, looking at the girl's indifferent eyes, there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

   And Su Qinghuan rolled her eyes again in her heart.

  She is several thousand years old. Although according to Qingqiu's algorithm, she is not too old to be converted into a human, but she is always far more knowledgeable than Murong Chen.

  "Murong Shizi, you are only three years older than me. Previously, the princess and empress wanted me to enter the Yongchang Palace to be worthy of your siblings. Unfortunately, Shiziye doesn't seem to want to have an outsider like me in the house."

   "I never treat you as an outsider."

  The light of the man's eyes flowed, and his phoenix eyes flicked over Su Qinghuan's open and bright smile, and the dullness in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

   "I also hope to be a family in the same room with you."

  The man bit too **** the four words in the same room, his eyes looked at the girl in front of him for an instant.

   Obviously a pair of cold and long phoenix eyes, which should be like ice and frost, but at this moment, people feel that there is flame hidden under the ice.

  In the Great Xia Dynasty, the courtesy are strict, even if it is a sister, it is not easy to stay in the same room for a long time.

  Not to mention the righteous sister who has no blood relationship.

  Murongchen's meaning couldn't be more obvious.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan was watched by Murong Chen and his heartbeat slowed down.

  The tips of her ears were reddish, and she shook her head quickly.

   "...The son of the world is joking. I think there are countless women who are willing to become family members with you in the future, and you don't have to be attached to an impossible person."

   "Really impossible?"

  Su Qinghuan opened her lips without hesitation.

  "This answer, Shi Ziye should be clearer than Minnu."

  Murongchen's face changed slightly, his heart felt like a touch of sand was spilled on his heart, and his heart hurt.

  Even breathing has a certain suffocation.

   originally thought he had accepted this answer, but he found that he could not accept that Su Qinghuan would marry another person in the future.

  A woman like Su Qinghuan who behaves uninhibited and has an out-of-character, can she really recruit a son-in-law in the future?

  As far as Murong Chen knows about the man in Kyoto who will be the son-in-law, I’m afraid that all...

  Don’t talk about crooked melons and cracked dates, at least it’s lackluster.

  ……

   At the moment Murong Chen and Su Qinghuan were silent at each other, a sweet and pleasant voice of surprise suddenly came from behind them.

   "Brother Ziyu, you haven't left yet?"

  "?"

  Su Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, turned her head, and saw a young girl with a cardamom age, standing beautifully under the porch.

  Under the porch, the sun was dim, and it couldn't conceal the beauty of the girl covered in gold and jade, like a porcelain doll, which drew people's heartbeat.

   "Murong Shizi, who is this?"

  Su Qinghuan was surprised.

  Even though I had never said that Brother Yu, I guessed that she should be a noblewoman of the family, and at least she was of the royal family level.

  (End of this chapter)