Yuan Mo asked, and the carriage was quiet when he was young. As Yuan Tong held his breath, Jiang Xiaoya's voice sounded...

"I owe debts to pay back the money?! Do the young master think that Zhang Zhiyuan's bastard is that sensible person?"

Yuan Tong pursed his mouth slightly. As a slave, he didn't talk to his master like this. It was really unruly. However... the words "Baby" are used so beautifully, even Jiang Xiaoya is worthy of forgiveness.

Yuan Mo may have the same feeling. So, the answer was straightforward, "No."

"Young Master is really wise."

Yuantong: It’s really good to answer the call, and it’s really good to flatter you.

"Young master, I am still young and don't understand any great principles. But when outsiders deceive you, I will never follow them to deceive you again." Jiang Xiaoya said, taking out the rice paper from his arms and putting it into Yuan Mo's hand. As he lifted the curtain of the car, he looked at Yuan Tong, "Butler, can you give me a silver note?"

After hearing this, Yuan Tong looked at her, reached out to take out a silver note from his sleeve and handed it to her.

Jiang Xiaoya took it, put it in Yuan Mo's other hand, and squatted beside him, "Young Master, now you are holding rice paper in your left hand, and the silver notes in your right hand. Feel the touch well."

Yuan Mo lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl who was squatting at his feet and teaching him to recognize silver notes. He felt a little funny, and there were some other things.

"When I wait, someone will give you a silver note. If the touch is wrong, it will feel fake. If you can suppress it, we will criticize him and make him look for teeth all over the ground. If you can't suppress it, you can't mess with it for the time being. Let's leave it until the future and deal with him sooner or later..."

After hearing Jiang Xiaoya say these words indifferently, Yuan Mo curled the corners of his mouth. If he was not anxious when encountering problems, it did not mean that he would not hold grudges. Sooner or later, it seemed that it was not just a pissing word, but something he would do sooner or later.

Yuan Tong: Revenge is inevitable! Jiang Xiaoya’s words interpret her character.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that this is true. The most obvious thing is that she fights against Zhang Xiu, and she can't bear it at all, so she returns it to her at that time, and the same goes for Qiuhong, quietly pulling her out of the Yuan family and falling into Yao Wenting's hands. Then she argues with Yao Wenting, a small painting should be just a gift for meeting!

Yao Wenting should be unable to suppress and trouble at the moment, and she will be dealt with sooner or later.

A child who is only seven years old has a personality... good at forbearance and dares to take revenge. This personality is really domineering and a bit terrifying. But...

Young Master, when outsiders deceive you, I will never follow them to deceive you.

If you have this sentence, what if you have a domineering personality? Stay with the young master, as long as she is willing, she will be suitable!

However, in Yuantong's view, Jiang Xiaoya's maintenance of Yuan Mo is more due to her disgust for Zhang Zhiyuan. Therefore, although she said it well, it is not trustworthy...

"drive!"

The shouts came, and the carriage calmed down, and Yuan Tong calmed down.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Zhiyuan rode a horse in front of him.

"Yuan Mo."

The sound was heard, the curtain of the car was lifted, and Zhang Zhiyuan's annoying face came into his eyes.

"Young Master Zhang."

Looking at Yuan Mo's handsome face, Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly felt disgusted. I have to say that at a certain point they are the same, that is, they both feel annoying when they see each other.

"Yuan Mo, this loyal butler around you should have told you about something!" Zhang Zhiyuan looked at Yuan Mo with a gloating sneer on his face, "I know that my good cousin, I watch you be bullied, but I turn a blind eye and don't protect you at all. What kind of feeling does it feel in your heart? Are you both sad and desolate?"

"Young Master Zhang is thinking too much."

Listening to Yuan Mo's unsaltitude and looking at his tepid face, Zhang Zhiyuan became angry, as if no matter how he jumped around, Yuan Mo was always unhurried. Is he stupid and cowardly? Or did he not take himself seriously at all?

Zhang Zhiyuan really wanted to think of it as cowardice. However, Yuan Mo's face was nothing to do with stupidity no matter how he looked at it. In this way, he never took him seriously.

Thinking of it, he snorted coldly, "Are I thinking too much, or are you thinking about it yourself, but you dare not say it?" After saying that, without waiting for Yuan Mo to speak, he suddenly took action, and suddenly waved the whip in his hand towards the Yuan family's horse!

A snap!

hiss!

With a neigh, the carriage rushed forward so violently.

Yuan Tong's eyes darkened, and he quickly took the reins from the servant's hand to pull them. In the car, when Jiang Xiaoya's body lost control and hit the wall of the car, he was pulled by a big hand!

"Hahaha……"

Seeing the carriage out of control, the Yuan Mansion servant was in a hurry, Zhang Zhiyuan immediately burst into laughter.

Jiang Xiaoya leaned in Yuan Mo's arms, listening to the laughter full of smugness and evil spirits, unconsciously pushed the back alveolar with his tongue, raised his hand gently, untied the hairband on his head, pulled it apart, and a white pill suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Yuan Mo saw that his eyebrows were slightly raised. There were a lot of things in his head, both inside and outside.

The curtain of the car was lifted open, and Zhang Zhiyuan rode his horse closer. When he reached a certain distance, Jiang Xiaoya reached out and pinched the pills in his hand, and watched the white powder drift in the air with the wind.

The car curtain was lowered, and walked out of Yuan Mo's arms, sat down and tied his hair quietly.

"Young Master, are you okay?" The carriage was stable, Yuan Tong asked.

"Yeah, it's okay." Yuan Mo finished speaking and exclaimed from behind.

"Young Master, be careful!"

"Wow, damn, why don't you come here and hold it..."

The servant's screams, the horse's neighing sounds, and Zhang Zhiyuan's angry screams and scoldings came!

When Yuan Mo heard this, he looked at Jiang Xiaoya, looking at her calm little face, which was silently retracted her gaze.

It’s just that seeing Zhang Zhiyuan’s ugly appearance is really nothing to be happy about, and only by watching him disappear completely can he feel relieved.

Thinking of this, Yuan Mo moved his fingers, and his thin body could hardly feel the weight when he fell on his arms. However, this little thing made people dare not underestimate it.

Jiang Xiaoya: A person who seems harmless but is extremely vicious, a person who seems to be at ease but is extremely difficult to control.

Yuan Mo admitted that he was indeed a little bit interested in such a girl.

"Young Master, we're here!"

When he got home, Jiang Xiaoya jumped out of the carriage, stood aside, and reached out to help Yuan Mo get out of the car.

"Jiang Xiaoya!"

When he heard someone calling him, Jiang Xiaoya looked in the voice and saw a boy about ten years old standing not far away looking at her.

Do they know each other? But why did she look at him so far?

"Jiang Xiaoya, are you a wise man?"

After hearing this sentence, Yuan Mo looked at it and Jiang Xiaoya: Excellent! It is immediately remembered and impressive at the beginning.

"Jiang Xiaoya, you marry me!"

Jiang Xiaoya:...

Yuan Mo raised his eyebrows.

The boy looked at Jiang Xiaoya with grievance on his face and looked willing to go out, "I eat two steamed buns at a meal. My mother thinks I eat too much. Every day I clamor to ask me to eat less and give me a face to eat one more bite. What's the point of living like this? I might as well die. So, Jiang Xiaoya, you marry me, you can kill me."

Listening to the words, Yuan Tong was speechless.

Jiang Xiaoya: It was the first time I saw the search for death. I was so fresh and refined. He wanted to die, but he even took her as a widow.

"If I marry you, you have to give me a betrothal gift, which is both troublesome and wasteful. You just don't want to live anymore! Simple, I can just help you." Jiang Xiaoya said, picking up a stick from the ground and rushing towards the boy.

That attitude... was the same as his mother was about to beat him.

Thinking of the feeling of the stick falling on his body, the boy instinctively ran away.

"Boy, stop me!"

"You put the stick down first."

"Beat you to death and let it go."

"You evil woman, you can see who dares to marry you in the future..."

Evil woman?!

These three words were heard, and Jiang Xiaoya's mouth twitched and almost laughed.

Yuan Mo stood there, looking at the hairband flying on Jiang Xiaoya's head while running, and murmured: "Whoever marrys this girl in the future will definitely not have a good life."

When Yuan Tong heard this, he nodded silently, expressing his absolute agreement.

"Mo'er..."

When Yuan Mo heard the sound, he turned his head and saw the person at the door, his eyes moved slightly.

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