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Chapter 144 My son has always had a special hobby

Sheng Yingfeng knows her daughter very well.

Once she knows what her father has done, she will do anything to avenge her!

Therefore, in her reply, she just talked about what happened that year in a calm manner and did not mention why she left the Zhao family.

But the focus is on her inseparable blood relationship with the Zhao family!

——Sheng Yingfeng didn’t know why Qiu Cunmo went to Qiu’s house. She just hoped that her daughter would not bear the bad reputation of being a patricide and killing siblings!

Therefore, at the end of the letter, she repeatedly emphasized that Qiu Cunmo was not allowed to harm the Zhao family.

"Young Master Dusha, should we continue walking?"

"……Um!"

"This is Pingyao Island. How about we take a break and wait until tomorrow?" Zhao Chenggang pointed to the front: "There is an inn there. The food is good and the rooms are clean. Well...it is the property of the Zhao family!"

This last sentence ignited Qiu Cunmo's thoughts.

She suddenly raised her eyes and glanced at him thoughtfully.

Zhao Chenggang immediately said: "I don't mean anything else. I remember what you said to me before... No matter what the circumstances, unless it is you yourself, the two of us are absolutely not allowed to reveal your identity. I remember,

I remember them all!”

Do you dare not to remember?

Her life is in her hands!

Qiu Cunmo withdrew his gaze and folded his mother's letter: "You should go back to Zhao's house first. If anything happens, I will ask Shen Yuelang to find you!"

"I, should I go back by myself?"

"Nonsense, do you still want us to accompany you home?" Shen Yuelang said angrily to him.

Zhao Chenggang twitched his mouth.

If I had put him before and let him go home, he would have left without looking back.

But what's the use of going home now?

He is still poisoned!

Under such circumstances, staying with Qiu Cunmo is much safer than going home.

"No, no, I just think that since you are new to Pingyaozhou and are not familiar with the place, it would be better for me to stay with you and accompany you!"

"You are from the Zhao family. When you are around us, we will be more conspicuous!" Qiu Cunmo understood his little thoughts and coldly closed his eyes: "Don't worry, your poison will not attack unless I die.

Got it!"

Zhao Chenggang was disturbed and was too embarrassed to say anything else, so he had no choice but to leave.

Qiu Cunmo did not go to the Zhao's Inn he was talking about, but instead entered an inn with a "D" flag.

Dingji Inn and Zhaojia Inn are businesses across the street.

The two families occupy diagonally opposite sides of the intersection, with their large signboards facing the door of each other's house. They are obviously rivals.

Shen Yuelang was puzzled: "Aren't we going back to the Zhao family? Why not go to the Zhao family's inn?"

"Haven't you heard that the enemy of your enemy is your friend?!"

The fact that Dingji Inn is on par with the Zhao family at the intersection shows that it also has a certain level of strength.

Such an opponent, if used well, can be a big killer!

Shen Yuelang narrowed his pupils: "Are you trying to borrow a knife to kill someone?"

Qiu Cunmo glanced at him, the warning meaning was very obvious.

——Some things just need to be clear in your heart, there is no need to say them out loud!

Chen Yuelang knew that he had made a mistake, so he nodded angrily and shut up, and stopped talking.

"Are the two guest officers staying in the hotel or working in the hotel?" The enthusiastic waiter did not wait for the two to approach, but greeted them from a distance and took the reins familiarly.

"Stay in a hotel, two guest rooms, good ones. The food should be light, but not bland. Also, please send me some hot water!" Qiu Cunmo flicked over two gold coins generously.

The boy's eyes lit up, he nodded and bowed in agreement, and led the two of them up to the third floor and straight to the VIP room.

Qiu Cunmo chose a room facing the street. When he opened the door, he could see the backyard of Zhao's Inn.

She rewarded her with an extra gold coin: "The hot water I want must be clean!"

"Understood, sir, wait a moment, the younger one will be here soon!"

When meeting such a God of Wealth, the young man wished he had wings on his back, fearing that he would fly too slowly and make the distinguished guests unhappy, so he would not be rewarded.

Qiu Cunmo was very generous. After the hot water was delivered, he rewarded him with additional money.

The boy laughed so hard that he almost knelt down to shine her shoes: "Master, please be careful first. My name is Fugui. No matter what you need, you can come to me at any time. As long as you call me, I will be there immediately!"

"

Money can make the world go crazy, and Qiu Cunmo wants this effect.

After dinner, she leaned beside the bed and asked Fugui to bring her some fresh fruit plate.

After a long while, Fugui came in panting, holding a fruit plate with water drops in his hand.

She was very unhappy and crossed her legs #¥@ on the edge of the bed: "Why are you here?"

"Sir, please calm down. The fruits in the store are no longer fresh. I went all the way to Xicheng to buy the oranges from the fruit farmers. They were just picked. Even the leaves are fresh. You can try them..."

Qiu Cunmo glanced sideways, disgusted: "That's all?"

"Yes, our store will only deliver fresh fruit tomorrow morning. Now, if you want to eat fresh fruit, this is the only one. How about I go down and get it for you?"

"Forget it, that's it!"

Qiu Cunmo then picked up one, held it in his hand and played with it, his eyes naturally falling on the Zhao Family Inn opposite.

"I have always had a special hobby. For example, I choose to stay at your inn... Do you know why?"

Fugui was stunned for a moment: "...ah?"

My heart said: How did I know you have any special hobbies!?

"Because I think the door of your inn has good feng shui!"

"...Huh? Oh, yes, yes, my house's house number is so good and high-end as the Zhaojia Inn!"

"It's not that, it's because the house number opposite is filled with black energy. That's bad luck. It means that the owner of their house has been in trouble recently, so I chose your house!"

"..."

I believed this serious nonsense about wealth and wealth. I couldn't help but raised my head and glanced at the door number of Zhao's Inn, but I didn't find any bad luck, so I could only laugh "hehe" twice to cover up the embarrassment.

Who knows, Qiu Cunmo became angry when he heard this.

The end of his eyes darkened: "Why, you don't believe me?"

"No, of course not, no..." Fugui's eyes rolled around, and he nodded seriously, with a flattering look on his face: "I think, Young Master, you are right, the Zhao family has really been

There’s a lot of trouble.”

Qiu Cunmo narrowed his eyes and smiled without saying a word.

Fugui laughed awkwardly, and could only think to himself: "For example, Zhao Lingyun, the second son of the Zhao family heard that he was, was taken care of, and was injured, and the eldest lady of their family was also injured.

It didn’t go well with me. I heard that not long ago, I even took it upon myself to beat several maids around me to death..."

On the way here, Qiu Cunmo also heard some things about the Zhao family, but the Zhao family was very taboo about this and very little information was revealed.

That's why she chose the other party to inquire about things.

Throwing a tangerine to Fugui, she closed her eyes lazily: "I've heard of the eldest lady of the Zhao family. She seems to have a title called Beast Taming. By the way, the Goddess of Beast Taming. I've heard of Beast Taming.

You are very clever, how can you be so angry that you even kill your maid?"

"We don't know the inside story. I just heard a little bit of gossip. It seems that the relationship between her fiancé and those maids is not clear, so..."

When it comes to gossip and peach blossoms, Fugui is very energetic and his smile looks vulgar.

Zhao Yinyin is the darling daughter of the Zhao family, a treasure more precious than Zhao Lingyun. Naturally, rumors about her love affairs spread the fastest and most evilly.

While Qiu Cunmo was eating tangerines and listening to those romantic stories, a meaningful smile slowly appeared at the end of his eyes.

As the saying goes, the deepest love is the deepest hatred!
Chapter completed!
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