Tibetan Sea Pearl

Mr. Huang stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back and wandered. He had been walking back and forth for a quarter of an hour.

It was embarrassing to drive people away, he had never done such a thing.

"My lord." The boy shouted from behind, "We can't blame us for this matter, if you want to blame it, you can blame Jin Yiwei."

Who made an unreasonable old man live next door.

Mr. Huang sighed, and then reached out to knock on the door.

The one who opened the door was the maid beside Su Yue, Mr. Huang remembered her.

"Master Huang is here." Hong Jiao shouted in, leading the people in.

As soon as Mr. Huang entered the door, he saw a girl in the yard, holding a knife, cutting medicine in a big wooden basin.

"Mr. Huang, why are you here?" Su Yue turned her head and asked with a smile. She was a little surprised by Mr. Huang's sudden visit.

"Oh, why are you doing this? Don't cut it." Mr. Huang came over with a surprised expression, and wanted to snatch the knife from her hand.

No wonder the people next door noticed it within two days of living here, what a commotion it caused.

"What's the matter, I'm making medicine." The smile on Su Yue's face disappeared, "I'm in my own yard, can't I?"

It's not impossible to have your own yard, it also depends on who lives next door.

Mr. Huang couldn't tell her the truth, so he could only smile embarrassingly, "It's not impossible, it's just that it's too dangerous, a knife and a gun have no eyes."

Su Yue looked down at the knife in her hand and smiled too.

"Mr. Huang, you worry too much. I'm used to cutting. My knife skills are better than the guys in the pharmacy." She raised her chin slightly and said, with some pride and glory on her face, "They may not be better than me. "

The boy who followed next to him has held on until now, and the fingers hidden in his sleeves are about to bleed.

Young master, you should tell the truth, don't be cowardly when you meet a delicate woman.

Mr. Huang clenched his empty fists and coughed lightly, "Stop busy, I'll come here once in a while, you can walk around with me, and take a look at this house."

It depends on the house. It has been two days since she moved in, and she hasn't been to many places, and she hasn't had time to go shopping.

Su Yue quickly put down the knife and handed it to Hong Jiao to keep it away.

She walked along the stone-paved corridor, like the owner of the house, leading the way.

"This house is very beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful house."

Mr. Huang followed behind with his hands behind his back and looked around, wandering around, pretending to be watching the scenery.

"Hurry up, I won't step on your foot any longer," he said.

Su Yue pursed her lips and walked a few steps quickly, walked through a gravel corridor, walked through several corridors, walked around the lotus pond, and sat down on a big stone beside the lotus pond.

"I can't walk anymore." She complained, beating her calf.

Looking at Su Yue who was limp on the rock, Mr. Huang couldn't help laughing.

"Where did you go? If you go on shopping like this, you won't be able to finish shopping in half a month."

This is the house of a noble family in the previous dynasty, and it is spacious and bright.

Su Yue snorted, and ignored these things, "You want to go shopping by yourself, this is your house, and it doesn't make sense for me to take it with you."

"You paid the rent, this house is yours now." Mr. Huang also snorted, "I need your permission to do anything."

In this way, it is indeed reasonable, Su Yue looked at him.

Mr. Huang didn't really want to visit the house, he sat down on the stone beside him, next to people.

He lowered his head and didn't look at the house, as if he was thinking about something.

"Why don't you sell such a good house, because you can't make money if you keep it." Su Yue asked suddenly.

The capital gathers heroes from all over the world, and there are many wealthy businessmen. People from all directions flock here. At this time, houses are expensive but not marketable. It is not a matter of money. Many people worry that they cannot buy a good house to live in.

"You don't have money if you don't move around, and I'm not short of money." Mr. Huang's mind was a little confused, and his tone became bad. "Such a good house has a price but no market. It's just a matter of money."

Well, rich and willful.

Su Yue looked at him and shook her head.

"I won't accompany you anymore, I'm still busy." She got up and said.

What she said was busy was busy cutting and making medicine. He thought she could only make herbal tea.

"You are really versatile." Mr. Huang said behind his back.

Su Yue didn't know what he meant by saying this. She didn't like talking behind people's backs, so she ignored him and walked forward without stopping.

Young Master Huang naturally followed with a flick of his sleeves.

Seeing the master come back from visiting the house, Hong Jiao and the servants of Huang's family came out with tea in their hands.

"My lord, did you tell me?" The servant whispered in his ear worryingly while serving tea to someone.

Mr. Huang glared at him, "Say what."

The servant was speechless, and pinched his own fingers fiercely, the flesh was pierced by the fingernails, bleeding from the pinch.

The son is a coward, and he can't open his mouth when he meets a good-looking woman.

There's nothing embarrassing about it, it's embarrassing at this moment, and it's me who is embarrassing the next moment.

"Mr. Huang, what do you want from me?" Su Yue sat down to drink tea, she also saw it, and asked straight to the point.

Mr. Huang was a little uneasy, but he still patted his chest and said, "What can happen."

"Mr. Huang doesn't need to be like this. If you have anything to say, you can just say it." Su Yue said.

Mr. Huang also sat down to drink tea.

Tell me, tell me, I'm really anxious, and the servant has become a little uneasy.

"Is it about the house?" Su Yong didn't smile, but looked at him helplessly, "I said that someone would buy a house in the future, so I moved out from here without saying a word."

The only thing that can be maintained between her and Mr. Huang is the house.

If someone wants to buy this house, her living here will make Mr. Huang difficult.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief, it was similar to what he said, not because someone wants to buy a house, but because the person next door is not human, no matter what the reason is, he has to move out.

Now that the story has come to this point, the young master should tell the truth, but the young servant heard such a sentence.

"It's not about the house, you can rest assured to live in it."

I go.

The boy rolled his eyes towards the sky, he really smacked his face to pretend to be a fat man, patted his chest to pretend to be a hero, who wouldn't know that.

Mr. Huang got up and walked out, Su Yue followed and saw him off, "Did I embarrass you by living here?"

It's really ignorant to ask, but Mr. Huang stopped suddenly, and Su Yue almost bumped into his shoulder. They were very close, Mr. Huang almost stuck to him.

"What a big deal." He said word for word.

Su Yue looked at Mr. Huang who was almost in front of him, and stopped asking.

Who can pretend to be deaf and dumb, Mr. Huang doesn't want to say, there must be something he can't tell.

Mr. Huang walked through the courtyard and walked out of the gate. The servant followed closely, and wanted to say something, but Mr. Huang glanced at him. The servant opened and closed his mouth and swallowed what he wanted to say, but no sound came out.

The young master has a bodhisattva heart, and the next one who is in trouble is only the young master.