"Is this really so? Then why do all people love money so much? Doesn't this fully prove that the poor are not happy?" Puyang Zhuo still said according to his own point of view.

Qingluan felt that talking to Puyang Zhuo was of no use at all. His logic seemed to be stronger than hers, and she found that she could hardly speak to him.

"In order to survive, they must have money in their hands. If there is no money, the world will be in chaos!" Qingluan suddenly felt that he was off topic. How could he go further and further? He would actually involve the country.

"Will the world be in chaos?" Puyang Zhuo looked at Qingluan in surprise.

Qingluan waved his hand helplessly at Puyang Zhuo.

"Anyway, you have to remember that everyone has their own lifestyle. In fact, their life is not necessarily worse than yours, and you should not always look down on others." Qingluan pointed at Puyang Zhuo's chest with a finger.

Puyang Zhuo looked at Qingluan in a funny way. This woman is really interesting. She can think about things from anyone's point of view. It was a big mistake for such a woman to not know how to cherish her at the beginning.

"Okay, from now on, I will follow Madam's teachings closely and listen to Madam's words!" Puyang Zhuo looked embarrassed.

Qingluan raised his head and nodded with satisfaction.

"What would you do if I told you that I am not Mu Qingluan?" Qingluan asked suddenly.

Puyang Zhuo felt a crow flying above his head. How could it be like this? He felt the happiness just now.

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Qingluan?" Puyang Zhuo's face suddenly turned cold. Who could pretend to be Qingluan? Why didn't he feel it at all?

Qingluan looked at Puyang Zhuo's changed appearance and took several steps back in fright. The angry look of this man was really scary.

"Where did you hide Qingluan? Hand her over!" Puyang Zhuo felt that today must be his auspicious day, otherwise how could he have encountered so many strange things, even the one pretending to be Qingluan?

Everyone came out.

Qingluan stepped back and shook his head.

"I didn't hide her, please let me explain..."

Before Qingluan finished explaining, Puyang Zhuo instantly grabbed Qingluan's neck.

"Hurry up and tell me, where did you put Qingluan?" Puyangzhuo's hand gradually began to tighten. He seemed to have felt the difference in Qingluan a long time ago, but at that time he didn't care. Could it be that this man who married him

Has he always been a fake Qingluan? Puyang Zhuo was shocked by his thoughts.

"I didn't hide her, I am Qingluan!" Qingluan didn't know how to explain. This man is so hateful. Does he want to strangle himself to death?

Puyang Zhuo narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qingluan. What on earth did this woman want to do? Sometimes he said she was not Qingluan, and sometimes he said she was Qingluan.

Suddenly Puyang Zhuo felt a suction force, and he couldn't help but be pulled back several steps by this strong suction force.

"Girl, are you okay?" A white-haired old man suddenly appeared in front of Qingluan.

Qingluan looked at the white-haired old lady in front of him in surprise.

"The old prodigy of the Bai family?" Qingluan blurted out.

The white-haired old man touched his beard and looked at Qingluan, and finally his eyes fell on Qingluan's slightly protruding belly.

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Chapter completed!