Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 88 Destruction of Three Views 2
Well, there are some things that can be solved with money, so don't quarrel.

She patted the coachman on the shoulder: "Stop making noise, apologies, let's go."

"Why!"

Meng Baiyun took out a bank note.

The driver's eyes suddenly became straight, and he nodded and bowed again and again: "Yes, yes, the villain apologized, it was the villain who was wrong, this girl, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

The man was not unreasonable, and when he saw the coachman softened and apologized, he just said a little more: "Be careful in the future."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The lotus color blocking the car gave way, and the carriage continued to move forward. Meng Baiyun was about to close the door when he heard someone trotting and patting the car.

"Stop, stop."

Meng Baiyun frowned.

The coachman was not too happy: "Miss, it seems that we have been blackmailed."

Meng Baiyun's brows loosened again, come on, it's money, so he took out another one: "Send her."

"Yes, ma'am."

The carriages and horses stopped again, and before they stopped, Meng Baiyun heard a familiar name.

"Miss Xia, is it Miss Xia Qingxia?"

Xia Qing, Meng Baiyun is no stranger, isn't this also her.

When she opened the car door, she was a little surprised, and smiled again: "Chang'an City is really small, Miss Rouge, we meet again."

"Miss Xia, it's really you, where are you going?"

"Oh, go home."

"Young lady saved me that day, and Yanzhi can't repay her. If the young lady is not in a hurry, Yanzhi will open a new teahouse. If the young lady comes to have a drink, please support Yanzhi at that time."

Everyone said so, and she seemed embarrassed if she didn't go.

So I got out of the carriage.

Rouge's tea house was beyond Meng Baiyun's expectations.

It can only be described as luxurious.

Going up to the second floor, the Yangliu embankment is opposite, with a pleasant scenery.

Although this area is not located in a prosperous place, it should cost a lot of money to open a tea house of such a scale.

She said she drove it?
Has she developed?

Only then did Meng Baiyun take a closer look at the rouge, and it was indeed different. The maid's temperament had completely faded away. Although the clothes were simple and elegant, the silk cloth was top-notch at first glance, and the jeweled butterfly hairpin on her head was lifelike and very valuable.

In just one month, such a cowardly person, either met a good man, or inherited a huge inheritance, otherwise how could he have such an achievement.

Of course, Meng Baiyun didn't gossip like that.

People are doing well, and she is also happy for her.

After all, a life like tearing the corner of the mouth and picking peanuts is really too sad.

Thinking of this, Meng Baiyun asked, "I heard that Mrs. Ding is dead."

Rouge was taken aback, that name seemed to sound like a nightmare to her now, but soon there was a bit of intriguing pride on her face.

"Yes, dead."

She can be happy, she can pretend to be sad, why is she proud?

Meng Baiyun smiled lightly, and without going too deep into it, he changed the topic: "You are doing well now."

"Thanks to her death, I can finally see the moon when the clouds open."

The topic that Meng Baiyun wanted to talk about was brought back by Yan Zhi.

Next, Meng Baiyun drank the pot of tea abruptly for an hour.

Because Yanzhi revolved around the topic of Mrs. Ding's death, Meng Baiyun babbled endlessly.

She probably held it in her heart for a long time, and she had no friends to confide in, so when she saw Meng Baiyun, she didn't care whether Meng Baiyun liked to listen to it or not, and started the story of her, her and him.

(End of this chapter)