The salted fish beauty was spoiled crazy by Lord Hou after eating melon and watching a movie

Chapter 13 Brother Likes You

Hearing what Lin Xiaoran said was straightforward, Xiao Yi chuckled disdainfully, "What if you cultivate pillars for the enemy country? Besides, are you willing to raise them for nothing like this?"

Many businessmen are just individuals on the surface, but secretly squeeze the labor force, abuse the labor force if one is not happy, and even torture them to death. These are not uncommon things. They will do anything for the benefit.

Xiao Yi did not believe that Lin Xiaoran would train them for free.

"Little Lord, don't think that way. As the saying goes, children are the flowers of the country and the future of the country. As long as you cultivate them from an early age and teach them the normal three views and patriotic ideas, how can they act like a thief or even betray the country?" What about things? As long as ideological education is firmly grasped, these things are nothing."

Speaking of the latter, Lin Xiaoran even burst out with the ambition to write ideological education textbooks.

Seeing the gleam in her eyes, Xiao Yi was taken aback for a moment.

She has changed.

"Do you really think so?"

"It's absolutely true! If I tell a lie, the Brocade Building will close down immediately!"

Xiao Yi raised his hand to cover his nose, coughed lightly, remembered the purpose of coming here today, and said coldly: "I don't look down on your things, but after my mother saw the accessories in the caravan that day, she was quite Interested, let me come to you to buy a similar set, and send it to your house when you are done."

Hearing this, many golden things flashed in front of Lin Xiaoran's eyes, the same set?A lot of money!
As expected of the Shengyang Marquis Mansion, it's a generous move!

Xu Shi could see what was going on in her heart, Xiao Yi just glanced at her and then withdrew his gaze, and said calmly: "It's smooth sailing."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoran had angina, and the money was gone.

She thought Xiao Yi was in a daze and didn't hear it.

She walked to the counter like a wilted eggplant, and ordered the clerk to write down the items and accounts. While the clerk was counting the expenses, Xiao Yi took out a few silver bills from his pocket, and flung them on the counter. .

"I don't like your smooth sailing. Some of it counts as the clothes I paid for them. Since you want to cultivate those children, some of the money should be counted as the cost of cultivation."

Xiao Yi turned around, paused, then stared sideways at Lin Xiaoran, his eyes seemed to have infinite coolness, and said coldly: "Only by being a good person can you live a long life."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without hesitation, as if he didn't want to stay here any longer.

Looking at Xiao Yiyuan's tall and straight back, Lin Xiaoran suddenly felt that this person was not as bad as imagined.

But why did he say to be a good man?She worked really hard to survive!
"Sister Fairy." Kunzi came out from the backyard, reached out and tugged at Lin Xiaoran's delicate sleeves.

"what's wrong?"

When dealing with children, she immediately put on a gentle face. If Xiao Yi was present, she would be amazed at her superb face-changing skills.

"Sister Fairy, does that brother like you? He has been staring at you since he came in!"

Kunzi's black eyes, like a fawn's, were shining, and he was staring at her intently at the moment.

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoran was struck with thunder, and hurriedly stepped forward to cover his mouth, "Kunzi, don't say such nonsense."

Even if she was given a hundred guts, she would not have the guts to blaspheme Xiao Yi.

Even to have such thoughts is a sin.
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In the study of Shengyang Houfu.

"Master, the Miss Lin family really invited Mr. Private School to teach those children." A hidden guard stood in the room and reported respectfully.

Xiao Yi was writing in front of the desk. The words on the white paper were painted with iron and silver hooks, just like a beautiful ink painting.

If he is willing to sell ink treasures, there must be many people rushing to buy them in the market.

(End of this chapter)