Chapter 899: Confucius came to send money
Chapter 899 Confucian Mansion Comes to Send Money
He was not to be outdone, and immediately started arguing with the person in front of him. What's ridiculous is that Luo Weichuan couldn't say that Zhou Zhongming lost the upper hand at the end.
But unfortunately, this guy was still not convinced, and almost wanted to fight Zhou Zhongming. If Jiang Jiuhe couldn't stand it anymore, I'm afraid they would really fight.
Luo Weichuan glanced coldly at Zhou Zhongming, and hummed softly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his enchanting peach eyes, he strode to Jiang Jiuhe's side.
"Xiao Jiujiu, our Zhen Guo general said this about me, and you don't want to say a few words for me?" Luo Weichuan slightly raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Jiuhe's wrist.
"What do you want to do?" Zhou Zhongming's eyes turned cold, and he stared at Luo Weichuan's hand firmly, with a serious tone, obviously threatening Luo Weichuan.
"What's the general panicking about? I just want Xiao Jiujiu to comment." Luo Weichuan raised the corner of his mouth with a smug arc, and intensified his efforts, directly holding Jiang Jiuhe's wrist tightly.
"What nonsense?" Jiang Jiuhe smelled the strong smell of gunpowder, and was about to withdraw his hand, but Luo Weichuan didn't intend to let go, but looked at her and smiled.
"Xiao Jiujiu, what's the rush?" Luo Weichuan felt even more proud when he saw Zhou Zhongming getting angry, the smile on his lips deepened, and the red dress was as coquettish as fire, and his smile became more wanton.
Before Jiang Jiuhe opened his mouth, Luo Weichuan raised his eyebrows at her, his eyes were like silk, his red lips were lightly parted, and his blue hair was lightly draped, every frown and smile were enough to seduce people's hearts, Zhou Zhongming no longer bothered to look at Luo Weichuan any more .
"No rush." Jiang Jiuhe looked indifferent, if he hadn't been used to seeing Luo Weichuan's face, he might really not be able to bear it.
As soon as these words fell, Jiang Jiuhe yawned for a while, "I'm not in the mood to accompany you, Luo Weichuan, let me go, go back to your mansion, and you."
Hearing Jiang Jiuhe's eviction order without hesitation, Luo Weichuan showed a displeased expression, curled his lips aggrieved, "Okay then, wait until you are free..."
Zhou Zhongming couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and shook off Luo Weichuan's hand forcefully.
"Both of you, go back quickly!" Jiang Jiuhe sighed helplessly, the two big men had become so childish that they took her here as somewhere.
"Hey...Little Jiujiu..." Luo Weichuan wanted to say something else, but Jiang Jiuhe had already closed the door heavily, and returned to the couch to lie down.
Until noon, Jiang Jiuhe walked out of the room rubbing his sleepy eyes, and saw Qing Luo standing outside the door, as if she had been waiting for her.
"Miss, you have guests visiting, and you are in the lobby right now. The maid thought you were still resting, so she didn't bother you." Qingluo said in a low voice, with a little anxiety in her eyes, seeing no one around, she walked a few steps away Stepping forward, "Miss knows that person, let's go and see quickly."
"Guest? Who is it?" Jiang Jiuhe thought about it, but she didn't expect any other guests to visit her today.
Qingluo replied: "Miss Hui, she is from the Confucian Mansion."
Hearing this answer, the corner of Jiang Jiuhe's mouth raised a slight disdainful arc, "So it's the Confucian Mansion, I thought who it was, it's a rare visitor, let's go and have a look."
In the hall, Master Kong Kong Yuanding and Kong Mengru were waiting for Jiang Jiuhe. When Jiang Jiuhe appeared, Kong Yuanding gave Kong Mengru a look, and Kong Mengru nodded slowly.
"I thought it was someone. It turned out to be Master Kong. I was disappointed and made you wait for so long. Forgive me."
(end of this chapter)