Qiutong's face turned pale. She shouldn't have said that this happened. Now she indirectly harmed Nangong Chen. She would rather her master think that she had selfish intentions and would rather accept her master's punishment.
She had to admit that Wuxin was smarter than her and more foresighted than her. Now that things are out of the blue, Wuxin speaks at the tip of the point and has no way to refute it.
"Wuxin's words make sense." An unknown look flashed in Qingjun's eyes. It is undeniable that Wuxin is very smart. He knew it when he first met Wuxin two years ago.
Qiongying was still careless. She picked up the teacup and tasted it for a small bite, then put it down, as if she was tasting it repeatedly.
"Sister, what do you want to do?" Qingjun looked at her, bent her lips and asked expectantly.
"Qingjun, now you are the head of Zhujinlou. What do you want?" Qiongyingyun smiled lightly, and then continued to taste tea repeatedly. She was trying to adapt to another kind of
smell.
"Thank you sister." Qingjun bent her lips and felt a little happy. He could not help but do whatever he wanted.
Wu Xin's expression darkened. If it weren't for Qingjun, the master would do what she said, but she wanted to see what Qingjun would do.
Qiutong looked complicated and felt uneasy. Fortunately, the master did not give an order, so there was still room for a turn.
"Sister, do you like tea very much?" Qingjun saw that her cup of tea was almost over, so she picked up the teapot and added tea to her personally.
Upon hearing this, Qiongying hesitated for a while, and then said, "Maybe I like it."
"Maybe? If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. Why is it maybe?" Qingjun looked at her with a puzzled look, as if the child was curiously asking.
Qiongying said nothing, maybe because she was not sure, she might not like it when she got used to other flavors.
"Maybe if you like it, can you like it or dislike it, it is optional?" Qingjun asked indomitable.
"Maybe." Qiongying smiled, and still answered in an ambiguous manner.
Qingjun picked up the teacup and took a sip. The fragrance of the teeth and cheeks was calm and fresh, without losing the tea fragrance. Tea leaves are the best hair tips, and the water is the water from the deep mountains and the milk springs is extremely difficult to absorb. As for the tea art, it is also extremely exquisite.
In other words, this tea is a rare and good tea.
"When is it?" Qiongying lowered her teacup and asked.
"It's already four o'clock in the afternoon." Wuxin replied.
"It's getting late, go back." Qiongying took out the veil and put it on again, and her body was filled with mysterious and unsightly cold charm.
Several people left the door of the private room and went downstairs.
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The 17th room.
The indoor atmosphere is weird, and even the bidding sounds coming from outside the window cannot conceal the strange atmosphere.
Only Nangong Yu was watching the auction downstairs next to the window, and was very excited. If she fell in love with something, she would just ask her third brother to take a photo.
Jing Ao touched his chin. In the past few days, Chen seemed to have become a different person. He said no more than ten words. He told him that the Dongfang family wanted to give him Zi Yan, but he did not react at all.
"Brother, just say what you have. I feel disgusted with your appearance of melancholy." Jing Ao wanted to throw a banana peel over, but when he saw Nangong Chen's terrifying look, he withdrew his hand.
Nangong Chen still didn't say a word, sitting on the side like an ice sculpture, his body was quiet and dark, his face was gloomy and his expression was complicated.
"Brother Third, I am in a bad mood these days, Jing Ao, don't talk to him." Nangong Yu turned around and smiled at Jing Ao.