Yang Xuan was defeated almost instantly.

After Yang Xuan entered, two foxes smiled at each other in the yard.

"You took advantage of your husband's affection!" Cao Yingyun said calmly.

Yi Niang giggled and said proudly: "I did it so that your husband would not suffer and have a clear conscience."

In the room, Yang Xuan was wearing headphones and attending class.

"She won't become a prostitute." The young man's expression was very calm.

"Why?" The class stopped and the green light of the scroll flashed, like a very curious child.

Yang Xuan touched the cheeks that had recently gained some flesh, and said slowly: "Yiniang looks charming, but she is actually the most staunch. Mr. Xie, who is opposite, just looked at her a few more times, and was beaten severely by his old wife in the past few days.

A few meals...are all Yi Niang's instigation. Such a person will not become a prostitute even if he dies."

That day, Yang Xuan went into the kitchen and didn't come out until the afternoon with a big belly.

The next day, Yang Xuan went to the Fufu shop again.

"You quit?"

Han Ying looked at the young man carefully and made sure he was serious. She folded her arms and said coldly: "You have only been working for a few days, and your wages are half."

Wang Shun shook his head regretfully. Yang Xuan was very honest. If it were any other man, he would probably covet the Fourth Lady...and my beauty.

Sure enough, he is an evil capitalist... Yang Xuan instantly understood the concept of capitalists in the scroll, "I don't want to be a buddy."

Han Ying sneered, with a disdain in her eyes that said, "I have long known that you are coveting my beauty, and you want to get both people and money." "Then what do you want to do?"

Son-in-law!

Wang Shun's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but nod, wishing he could agree on Yang Xuan's behalf.

This young man is honest, strong, and easy to talk to... The key is his strength.

Yang Xuan said: "I want to be the master."

I will fight with you!

Han Ying was furious and chopped it off with a kitchen knife.

Yang Xuan dodged the kitchen knife and took a step back, "Wait until I do it before you do it."

He immediately entered the kitchen.

Han Ying said with a cold face, "Even if I go begging, even if I am homeless, I will not give up this bun shop."

Wang Shun persuaded ambiguously: "Four ladies, one family does not speak the same language as the other."

Han Ying raised the kitchen knife, and Wang Shun lowered his eyebrows and said: "Turn back and drive him out."

Boom boom boom!

It looked like something was being beaten inside.

a long time.

There is a faint scent.

Han Ying sniffed and Wang Shun sniffed.

The fragrance gradually becomes stronger.

Boom!

The sound of chopsticks resting on the bowl is crisp.

"Come."

The two of them went in obediently.

There are two bowls on the stove...

"What's this?"

Wang Shun was swallowing saliva.

"This is not fufu."

The fufu is more like noodle soup, but this one is long and thin.

"Taste it."

There are more than ten pieces of mutton stacked neatly on top, and a handful of green onions are sprinkled on one side, and the aroma is immediately stimulated.

One bowl for two people.

Then there was the wind and the remaining clouds.

He didn't bother to wipe his mouth, and stared at Yang Xuan with two pairs of eyes.

"Say, what do you want?" Han Ying breathed quickly.

"Fifty percent!" Yang Xuan stretched out five fingers.

Han Ying held his finger and said affectionately: "What about talking about money...it hurts the friendship."

She tried hard to break off one of her fingers.

Then continue to break off the remaining fingers.

Why is this woman so strong?

While Yang Xuan kept his four fingers straight, he said coldly: "No more."

Han Ying's pretty face was slightly red and her breathing was rapid, "We are doing the work, the shop is mine, and the capital is mine, so you came up with an idea... Hey! Are you a man?"

She raised her face and said, "Mr. Lang..."

Boom!

Her index finger was broken off by her.

"Okay, 30% makes 30%." Han Ying let go of her hand and stared, "Why don't Wang Shun hurry up and get some pen and ink?"

Wang Shun was stunned, "What?"

Han Ying was furious and said, "Write a contract."

In a flash, she came over with a smile again, "Mr. Lang is indeed considerate. Are you happy now?"

Yang Xuan moved his sore index finger.

"Women are indeed fickle."

The green light of the scroll in my arms flashed wildly.

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Chapter completed!