Qiao Luo nodded, his red lips moved slightly, "Downstairs..."

The ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang, interrupting her words.

Qiao Luo put down the teacup, reached out to pick up his phone, and glanced at the caller ID casually.

A string of strange numbers.

Not sure at all.

She slid over to answer the call, and her phone came to her ear, "Who?"

"It's me, Long Beijue."

The magnetic voice sounded like a sounding cello, low and heavy.

Qiao Luo's eyes paused slightly, and starry-like surprise appeared.

Long Beijue?

She quickly reacted, her tone was indifferent, "Is there anything wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, Long Beijue sat on the sofa and habitually turned the ring in his hand.

"Um."

She asked, "Do you want to order?"

Long Beijue, “…”

She opened a coffin shop, wouldn't the ordering items be...

"Are you cursing me?" He said in a lazy tone, unable to hear joy and anger.

Qiao Luo recalled his words and wanted to laugh for no reason, "If it's not an order, what else can I do?"

It seems that she and him have no intersection, at most they agreed to him last night.

Long Beijue said straight to the point, "Is there a deal, come out to talk?"

"Trade?" Qiao Luo frowned, thinking of Long Beijue's identity, and she refused indifferently, "No need, Young Master Long has a noble identity, so it's better to find someone else in transactions."

She just wanted to live her life quietly, and didn't want to get involved in those conspiracies, so she was not in the mood to accompany her.

Long Beijue was not in a hurry and took the initiative to throw out the bait, "The store was smashed, don't you want to get compensation from Liu Yan?"

Qiao Luo's eyes sterned, and for a moment, she said indifferently, "Young Master Long will care about this matter."

Expecting that she might refuse, Long Beijue said quietly, "You can open the price, and there are a few people who broke the store that day to give it to you together, how about?"

Qiao Luo's eyes flashed slightly, and his mind was turning quickly, "Is this the condition I asked yesterday?"

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, and she took all the benefits. She wanted to take advantage of the conditions, but she was smart.

He teased, "Boss Qiao does business like this?"

"Young Master Long can do whatever he wants. If there is nothing else, I will hang up the phone." Qiao Luo said.

Long Beijue's eyes suddenly became dark, "Bring the antidote, send the address to your phone."

Qiao Luo responded and hung up the phone immediately.

The first time in his life, Long Beijue scanned his cell phone and his expression was frozen for a few seconds.

On the side, I heard the clouds and mists.

Boss Qiao?

Antidote?

Could it be...

Yue Yi suddenly realized, looked shocked and asked in disbelief, "Young Master, was the wound on Liu Yan's face done by Qiao Luo?"

No wonder the young master asked him to check Qiao Luo's mobile phone number when he went out this morning. The wound on Liu Yan's face turned out to be her handwriting, which is really incredible.

I sent Qiao Luo an address, Long Beijue put away his cell phone and said oh, which was the default.

The more I looked at Long Beijue, I always felt something was wrong, "Young master, you have known for a long time that Liu Yan's injury was related to Qiao Luo?"

The wound on Liu Yan's face could not be cured by the doctor. She is still useful to them now, so she has to keep it first.

Long Beijue nodded and suddenly stood up, "Notify, the plan will proceed normally."

It takes less than two days to officially remove the fourth house from the Long family.

Yue Yi stood up with a respectful expression, "Yes."

"Prepare the car and go to the tea shop."

After saying that, Long Beijue stepped forward towards the door.

As soon as I could think about it, I quickly followed.

On the other side.

Qiao Luo changed his clothes and was about to go out, but the car broke down again.

"Why would you find someone to repair it?" Grandma Chang stood at the door, watching the car unable to start, and asked in a warm voice.

Qiao Luo got out of the car and threw it onto the car door.

"Bang--"

She stretched out her feet and kicked the tire. She had just repaired it two days ago, but now she is in trouble again.

Fuck...

"No need to repair it, I'll find someone to drag the car to sell it later."

She went to buy a new one, but she didn't want this broken car anymore.

Grandma Chang was so funny and laughed, "Then aren't you going out?"

"I'll take a taxi." As he said that, Qiao Luo walked to the side of the road and waved his hand.

The location of the store is very good, and it is very convenient to take a taxi.

Soon, a white car stopped in front of Qiao Luo, and she opened the car door and sat in.

"Go to Heming Tea House." She said.

The driver started the car and left, and Grandma Chang slowly turned back to the house.

...

Heming Tea House.

The smooth sound of the piano echoes in the tea shop, and the slandering sounds are like pearls falling on a jade plate.

When he stepped into the tea shop, Qiao Luo looked at the tea shop habitually, and everything he saw had a strong ancient flavor.

The quiet and gentle sound of the piano and the mellow tea fragrance make people feel relaxed.

Qiao Luo has raised his eyebrows and the owner of the teahouse has a good taste.

"Miss, I'm sorry, the tea shop is closed today." The waiter standing at the door said politely, "Why don't you come again another day?"

Qiao Luo withdrew his gaze and was about to speak when he glanced at the figure in the distance and swallowed the words he said to him.

"You all go down." Yueyi walked over and waved his hand.

"yes."

Seeing Yueyi, the waiters retreated respectfully.

As soon as he looked at Qiao Luo, his clear eyes exposed outside the mask were shining with bright light.

I have to say that these are a pair of very beautiful eyes.

He made a gesture of invitation and smiled, "Miss Qiao, please go upstairs."

Qiao Luo nodded and followed him.

Silent all the way.

Yue Yi secretly observed Qiao Luo. He was too cold. If it were other women, he would have asked him about the young master a long time ago, but she didn't care at all.

There is still a distance from the private room. As soon as I open the conversation, I break the embarrassing silence. "Miss Qiao's store is doing well."

Qiao Luo nodded perfunctorily, and then there was no further information.

Seeing that the venue was getting colder again, Yue Yi said again, "Does Miss Qiao usually go to deliver goods in person?"

Qiao Luo slowed down, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Do you want to order?"

The more I choked, the corners of my lips trembled.

“…”

Could it be that he was so young that he ordered a coffin and paper money?

Holding a hint of hope, he asked, "Miss Qiao's store is selling anything besides coffins and paper money?"

Qiao Luo, “Wreath.”

The more he spit out a mouthful of old blood, his expression became strange.

Well, he was thinking too much.

He shouldn't have asked.

After suffering a critical blow, in order not to let himself "indignity" again, Yue Yi stopped talking.
Chapter completed!