After I stopped being a lady from a rich family, I fought all over the capital

Chapter 105 It has nothing to do with me
Gu was stopped.

A strong hatred suddenly burst out from his eyes.

why!
Why can't these people see her doing well?

She glared at Liu Wu who stopped her with resentment.

But soon, her gaze turned to Song Lan.

Yang Qing pulled the man hard, wanting to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

After returning home, he could come back again, lie that Gu was not mentally sound, make up a tragic story, and take his youngest son back.

But if he continues to delay here, and the child is taken away by those henchmen of Jingzhao Prefecture, he won’t be able to explain himself even if he jumps into the Yellow River!

But he didn't expect that Gu suddenly shook him off.

"You won't advise me?"

Gu walked up to Song Lan and said, "Are you afraid that you will be discovered later? What you said is all false. My son is not one of those two children?"

Song Lan had no expression on his face.

"He's really nice to me..."

Gu's face showed a sad expression: "He washes my feet and massages my shoulders. He basically takes care of all the housework."

"He's different from other men!"

"He treats me very well, my husband. He is a very good person." Gu's voice trembled. "Even the money he earns from odd jobs on weekdays, he gives it all to me."

"We once made a solemn vow to each other, not to live together, but to die together..."

Under Gu's stubborn gaze, Song Lan uttered a few words indifferently: "It has nothing to do with me."

She saw Gu’s fate.

If Gu goes home with Yang Qing, he will surely die.

But these have nothing to do with her.

She wasn't even interested in staying to look after the two kids.

Song Lan glanced at Jiao Bubai.

Anyway, with people from Jingzhao Prefecture here, things will always be properly resolved.

She still wanted to find out the person who wrote the storybook to tarnish her reputation.
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"Bilo! Fresh cherry bilo!"

The shouts and calls of the Biro vendors were mostly drowned out by the sound of camel bells that slowly swayed past him.

After finally getting past the slow-moving camel, which swayed away with the sound of camel bells, the Biro vendor took a deep breath and was about to shout again when a "bang bang" sound suddenly rang out beside him.

The peddler carried a load on his shoulders and walked along, tapping the bamboo clappers in his hands: "Look, look! The fashionable perfume from Jiangzhou..."

The Biro vendor was holding his breath and was very annoyed. Looking at the peddler walking slowly past his stall, he almost rolled up his sleeves to chase him away.

It seems that Xishi is always bustling and bustling.

"Sir, your tea!"

The tea master brought a lotus-petal-patterned tea basket and asked enthusiastically, "Young lady and the two gentlemen, do you need help roasting tea?"

Song Lan raised his eyebrows: "Thank you very much."

Liu Wu and Pei Yuanshi naturally listened to Song Lan.

However, both of them were feeling anxious at the moment and wanted to ask about what had just happened.

I also want to know why Song Lan didn't wait for the kidnapper and the child to be brought here.

"This is our tea sticker. Young lady and two gentlemen, you can also take a look at it. If you are interested in keeping it, you may take it away later."

Dr. Tea got the job, and the enthusiasm on his face became more genuine.

He handed over three tea stickers with a smile.

Afterwards, he was very tactful and said no more words, just quietly making tea.

"I heard that Mengding Shihua is the best tribute tea and not something that ordinary people can get."

Liu Wu held the teacup in his hand and muttered quietly, "Can the tea in this shabby tea stall be good tea?"

He didn't quite believe that such a rare tea would appear in a place like West Market where all kinds of people mixed together.

But Song Lan insisted on trying the tea from this restaurant.

Obviously, the young man in the mansion was not talking about this tea stall.

Although Liu Wu's muttering was not loud, it was hard not to hear it as Dr. Tea was kneeling beside him.

However, he knew what was good for him and didn't interrupt or argue.

It has a bit of the meaning of "the clear will be clear, and the turbid will be turbid."

It seems to be silently stating: "Whether this tea is good or not, you will know after you drink it."

(End of this chapter)