Looking at her originally gentle sister Qingyu, now she has become such a cruel and charming look, as if she has completely changed to another person, Luying couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Why did Sister Qingyu become like this!"

Lu Ying sighed in his ears, and Lin Mo also whispered helplessly: "This may be how much your sister Qingyu loved Zheng Junjie before, and now she hates Zheng Junjie now!"

Luying nodded in agreement and wanted to say something to Lin Mo, but saw Qingyu walking towards her with enchanting steps, and swallowed the words that were about to come to her.

Taking enchanting steps, twisting his graceful slim waist, and sitting down by the couch chair, Qingyu directly put his hand into Lin Mo's stretched out hand, smiling, and the more charming the expression was.

He gently held Qingyu's hand into his hand, pulled her into his arms and lay down, kissed her gently on his forehead, and Lin Mo whispered: "How about it, Qingyu beauty, you're in a much better mood."

Twisting his body, Qingyu made a long "um" sound from his nose, and then said softly: "Young master, my concubine's hands hurt. That Zheng Junjie's face is really too hard and thick. You can blow it--"

"Okay, I'll give Qingyu beauty a blowjob!"

Just as Qingyu was acting cute to Lin Mo, Zheng Junjie, who was gritting his teeth, also got up from the ground. His face, which had bright red five-finger marks on both sides, was still full of smiles, and he looked very friendly.

But he kept cursing Qingyu in his heart.

You a slut, you are twenty-six now. I see how long you can be beautiful. As long as your appearance fades slightly, after Mr. Lin abandons you, your real "good days" will come.

By then, I, Zheng Junjie, will strip you, a slutty bitch, and throw it into the pile of beggars, so that I can taste how much shame I have suffered because of you today.

After comforting Qingyu, who was acting cute, Lin Mo looked at Zheng Junjie who was standing not far away and apologized: "Siucai Zheng, I'm so sorry. This young master's Qingyu is so willful that you are wronged."

Zheng Junjie bowed and smiled and said, "What are you saying? It can make Miss Qingyu feel better. It is also Junjie's blessing. I dare not talk about any grievances, as long as Miss Qingyu is happy."

"Then you, Xiucai Zheng, are really mean!" Lin Mo nodded with satisfaction and waved again: "Okay, Xiucai Zheng, come here, you have suffered so much grievances, I will compensate you for what you want."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin!" Zheng Junjie was overjoyed.

He hurriedly sorted out his clothes and patted the dust on his body. He smiled and immediately walked like Lin Mo. When he reached the front of the couch, he stopped a few steps away. Zheng Junjie took a respectful attitude.

He reached out and took out a stack of flying money from his arms. Lin Mo said lightly: "I know that you are not wronged today. These flying money can be exchanged for a thousand gold leaves at any money house. Just treat it as compensation for you."

Zheng Junjie was stunned and did not reach out to pick it up. The expression on his face was quite strange. I don’t know if he was scared by Lin Mo who had a huge gold leaf money with one shot, or if he was dissatisfied with the money being too low.

After taking a look at Zheng Junjie's strange expression, Lin Mo tried to ask: "What's wrong, Zheng Xiucai, why is the monk so strange? I think the money given by this young master is too low, and you are not satisfied?"

Zheng Junjie hurriedly came back to his senses, shook his head and waved his hand repeatedly, "No, of course not, Mr. Lin, you misunderstood. A whole thousand gold leaves are already a huge sum that Junjie could not imagine."

"Oh, then why don't you answer?" Lin Mo's face was puzzled.

Zheng Junjie smiled embarrassedly and said, "That's right, Mr. Lin, you give Junjie a hundred gold leaves this money. Junjie thinks it's enough. Junjie knows that Mr. Lin, you have an extraordinary origin and must be a big family with great skills. Junjie wants you to arrange an errand for Junjie in the government. It's not big. It's enough for Junjie to arrange a seventh-rank official who can manage a county."

Lin Mo was slightly shocked, but unexpectedly, Zheng Junjie's appetite was really big, he didn't want money but wanted an official.

Although he is only a seventh-rank laughing official, if Zheng Junjie is really allowed to manage a county, Lin Mo probably will be able to embezzle and loot a thousand golden leaves in just ten years with Zheng Junjie's intentions.

Putting away the slightly surprised expression, Lin Mo smiled and said, "Siucai Zheng, you are really confused. With this complicated situation in Jiangzhou City, it is not easy for you to buy a seventh-rank official by yourself with this money!"

Zheng Junjie was stunned when he heard this, but he quickly figured it out.

"Yes, Junjie is really confused. Thank you, Mr. Lin, for your advice."

Zheng Junjie also knew that Jiangzhou City is not peaceful now, and many officials will frequently change their positions and fall. He used the money to buy a seventh-rank official to do it. That was not an easy task.

Lin Mo smiled faintly: "Jin Xiucai figured it out, so hurry up and take this stack of flying money and make a little bit of it. According to the current market conditions in Jiangzhou City, a seventh-rank official is worth almost 700 gold leaves, and you have made a lot of money!"

"In this way, that handsome guy will thank Mr. Lin!"

At this moment, Zheng Junjie had completely forgotten all the shame he had suffered before, so he quickly took a step forward, bowed and took the stack of flying money handed over by Lin Mo. After taking another step back, he counted happily and encouragedly.

Just as Zheng Junjie was happily counting the money, Lin Mo suddenly quietly took out a dagger from under the pillow, slowly placed it in Qingyu's hand, and let him hold the dagger tightly.

Seeing the cold dagger taking the hand, Qingyu's body slowly trembled, and his eyes gradually became wet. He shook his head helplessly, but he held the dagger tightly in his hand.

Seeing that Qingyu was shrouded in fear of killing, Lin Mo bowed his head and said in confusion in Qingyu's ear: "It's okay, Qingyu beauty, I'll get used to killing if I have experienced it once."

"It's okay, Qingyu Beauty, don't be nervous. With this young master by your side, I will help you. If you kill someone, you won't have anything to do. Okay, welcome your transformation."

After saying that, Lin Mo glanced at Zheng Junjie who was still happily counting money. He suddenly pushed Qingyu hard with force on his hand. The dagger with a cold light instantly pierced Zheng Junjie's abdomen.

The first time in his life, Zheng Junjie counted so much money, his eyes turned red and blood-filled. He didn't expect that he would get so much money by selling just one woman.

Very good!

I, Zheng Junjie, finally set foot on the shortcut to the peak of man!

But just as he counted the last Feiqian, Zheng Junjie felt a sudden stinging pain in his abdomen, and then a strong chill surged from the bottom of his heart, and then instantly surged throughout his body.

The flying money instantly spilled all over the floor.

He suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were empty at Qingyu, who had red eyes in front of him. Zheng Junjie's eyes were filled with horror and disbelief: "Qingyu, you...you..." Zheng Junjie stretched out his hands and grabbed Qingyu's right hand holding the dagger tightly. But at this moment, perhaps because of fear, Qingyu suddenly pulled out the dagger and stabbed it in again.

"It's your fault!"

After the words came to an end, Qingyu stabbed him again.

"You deserve to die!"

Another stab.

"You deserve to die--"

He stabbed three times in a row. When he stabbed the last one again, Qingyu finally couldn't help but shouted out in a lost voice, which was very heartbreaking. Zheng Junjie's body fell to the ground with a bang.

The sound of the corpse to the end made Qingyu, whose eyes were blood-red, come back from the madness just now. His body kept trembling, and the dagger covered in blood in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang"

He lowered his head and looked at Zheng Junjie's bloody corpse on the ground, his blood-stained body, and his hands full of hot blood, Qingyu screamed out at the top of his lungs.

"Ah——, I killed someone! I killed someone!"

Qingyu suddenly felt weak all over and could no longer support his body. He was about to fall to the ground with a depressed attitude, but was caught by a pair of strong arms, and then he was hugged into a warm embrace.

"Are you okay, Qingyu?"

"Mr. Lin, I've killed someone, I've killed someone Zheng Junjie!" Qingyu raised his head and looked at Lin Mo who was holding him, holding Lin Mo's sleeves tightly with his hands, his eyes full of confusion and fear.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine." He hugged Qingyu tightly and gently touched her head. Lin Mo said softly: "Qingyu, what you killed is not a human, but a beast."

Feeling the warmth from the arms, Qingyu only felt that his tense nerves relaxed in an instant, and tears rolled down uncontrollably at this moment.

"It's okay, don't worry, with me here, everything will be fine." Lin Mo gently stroked Qingyu's head and buried her head in his arms, so that Qingyu felt no longer so scared.

After a while, seeing Qingyu finally stopped crying, Lin Mo put a little force on his hand and took Qingyu to the couch chair and put it on, pulling the quilt to make her body warmer.

Qingyu lay beside him, Luying reached out to wipe away the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and hurriedly comforted Qingyu. At this moment, the lake water in Luying's heart also rippled in circles.

I met a man who really loves me, but I am a shameless bad guy. Qingyu is a good girl, but I met a hypocrite who is even more terrifying than a real villain, Zheng Junjie!

It's just that fate is messing with people!

Let Lu Ying comfort Qingyu softly, Lin Mo sat next to the couch chair, slapped it, patted his palms gently, and shouted to the outside of the private room, "The matter is done, everyone come in!"

The sound fell, and the door of the private room was gently pushed open. Liu Ruoshui, who was dressed as a man, walked in by the screen that was three feet tall in front of the door. He was also following Tian Peilan, the madam who was Xiangyun Pavilion.

However, at this moment, Tian Peilan had no longer had the charming and debauchery of the previous one, and her face was full of serious expressions, as if she had completely changed to someone else.

After coming in, Liu Ruoshui was not in a hurry to speak or do anything else. Instead, he squatted on the ground and picked up the flying money that had fallen on the ground one by one, which was quite a bit of a stunning wealthy smell.
Chapter completed!