However, if you tell people when you meet them, "I am rich," then you will be regarded as nothing more than a 2B person. Maybe you will be followed and robbed by ruthless people.
"Second Miss, what do you think Mr. Lu?" the shopkeeper responsible for leading the way asked proudly.
"Uh, it's very unique, haha! Very gorgeous!" Lu Heng was thinking about other things casually. When someone asked him about it suddenly, he didn't lose his composure. He just touched his nose and responded casually with a smile.
"That's because the eldest son has put a lot of thought into decorating this garden full of spring scenery!" The shopkeeper held his head high, as if he had done all this.
Lu Heng smiled and nodded: "Very good work!"
Liu Qingqing on the side lowered her head and pursed her lips with a smile when she heard her uncle's obviously confused tone.
Under the special arrangement of the housekeeper, the three of them walked across the covered bridge and passed through the back garden full of silk flowers before arriving at the living room of Liu Mansion.
"Second Miss, wait a moment, I'll go and report!" Although he addressed himself as Second Miss, the tone of the shopkeeper's words did not mean any respect at all.
He casually said the next sentence, rolled up his sleeves, and entered the living room.
Lu Heng's eyes were calm, and he didn't look angry. There was just a sneer at the corner of his mouth, which made people feel even colder.
Liu Qingqing's face was a little gloomy, she lowered her head and looked at her toes. Her green fingers were fiddling with the skirt of her clothes unnaturally.
After a while, the shopkeeper came out of the living room. Standing on the steps, looking at Lu Heng and the two people below, he shouted: "Second Miss, come in, the master is inside!"
"Uncle, let's, let's go in!" Liu Qingqing turned her head and smiled at Lu Heng, her beautiful eyes full of apology.
After all, anyone can see the indifference and arrogance of the shopkeeper. Such an attitude is definitely not the way to treat guests. If I hadn't insisted on coming to pay New Year greetings, I wouldn't have received such a look.
Lu Heng shrugged his shoulders and smiled easily.
The two of them walked up the steps and headed towards the living room.
"Hmph, what kind of music can a young lady in a side room do?" The shopkeeper said mockingly as he passed by.
Liu Qingqing's steps stagnated, and then she stepped forward with some difficulty, opened the door and walked in.
Behind him, Lu Heng stopped. He stood in front of the shopkeeper and glanced at him lightly.
"You, what are you looking at?"
Perhaps sensing the majesty in Lu Heng's eyes, the shopkeeper's face changed, he took a step back and asked stammeringly. Although his voice was still not low, anyone could tell that he was fierce in appearance and soft in tone.
Calm.
Lu Heng smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and pinched the shopkeeper's plump face, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's heavy enough, it's time to lose weight!"
Then, under the surprised gaze of the other party, he gently opened his sleeves, hummed an unknown tune, and walked in leisurely with his hands behind his back.
The living room is as warm as spring, with wisps of blue smoke rising from the exquisite crane incense burner. The whole hall is filled with the rich scent of sandalwood. There are many guests seated, and most of them are pouring and drinking by themselves. Their expressions are different.
Some gathered in groups, not knowing what they were talking about. Some were whispering to each other, pointing at someone, with different looks in their eyes. Some were sneering, some were contemptuous. And the ones being pointed at
That person was none other than Su Wenzheng, who was sitting opposite. Su Wenzheng's face turned green and red, and he glared at those people.
But sitting on the chair in the center is not the head of the Liu family, but the current Fuyin of Jiangning Zhizao Mansion, Su Qin and Su Guangyi.