Chapter 179 This secret is not the other secret

If the old man is sneezing now, it means that Ling Xianger is scolding him. But why does Ling Xianger curse for no reason? Of course, Ling Xianger will not scold the old man for no reason because he ruined his promise. Originally, Ling Xianger thought that if she left the old man, she could stay away from the obscene encirclement in addition to sadness. But what he didn't expect was that the promise had been infected by the old man's powerful 'aura'.

Now, the promise is obvious and even aboveboard, to let Ling Xianger see the secret he had just been in the room. What other secrets did you promise just now? Isn't it 'conceited'? Isn't it still to do that with Ling Xianger?

Yes, that's what Ling Xianger thinks. Even the promise of a normal smile was regarded as obscene by Ling Xianger. Even the promised advice was regarded as obscene by Ling Xianger. Anyway, the promise is completely the same as the old man, which is the feeling of the promise in Ling Xianger's heart. Although she no longer cares, even she took the initiative just now, it's not too late to make a promise.

"Brother Xu, can you read your secret later?" Ling Xianger lowered her head and suggested weakly to promise to let her see her secrets.

"No, how can this be? I've read your secret. Of course, you have to look at my secret, or it's not unfair." The promise is a little strange. How could Ling Xianger have such a reaction?

"But isn't it still early? Besides, I have promised you that I won't regret it, and..." Speaking of this, Ling Xianger couldn't help lowering her head and whispering, "Moreover, I haven't taken a shower yet. I've been walking on the street all afternoon today, and my body is also dirty."

After saying this, Ling Xianger was even more embarrassed and lowered her head. And the promise became more and more puzzled. He wanted to surprise Ling Xianger. How could she have such a reaction now?

"Well... I said Xiang'er, isn't it just looking at the secret? Does it need to be so solemn? Now I still have to bathe and change clothes. Is this asking God to worship Buddha, or something? Promise asked puzzledly.

"But...but wouldn't it be better to be clean when you do that?" Ling Xianger summoned up her courage and looked at the promise and said.

"Well, what kind of thing do you do?" The promise was even more puzzled.

"Damn, isn't it the kind of thing you think? You still pretend to be confused." Ling Xianger couldn't help but be a little angry. She felt that the promise was flirting with her and letting her say the shameful thing herself.

Now that Ling Xianger's words have come to this point, if the promise still doesn't understand what she means, the promise will be in vain in the past two years. Therefore, there was a close contact between the promised head and the table, just like Ling Xianger's just now, which made her words fall.

"Ah, Brother Xu, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this appearance, Ling Xianger couldn't help stretching out her hand with concern, and then patted him on the shoulder and asked.

Suddenly, Promise suddenly raised his head, then slapped something on the table, and then said concisely, "Xiang'er, this is the secret I want you to see."

Promised to be placed on the table is also an oilcloth package, and it is the same black. When Ling Xianger saw this scene, she couldn't help shouting, and then lay on the table, holding her head with both hands, and dared not look at the promise again.

Ling Xianger now understands that the promise just now has always been very pure and innocent. But I have been thinking crookedly. Why don't I embarrass her? Even Ling Xianger felt that she had been thinking about it, rather than promising it, which made it more difficult for her to face the promise.

"Ah, Xianger, what's wrong with you?" Now it's Promise's turn to say this. Promise also stretched out his hand with concern, and then patted her arm and asked.

"It's okay. You let me lie down for a while, and it will be all right." Ling Xianger didn't dare to look up, but shook her head as she said, signaling not to worry and wait for her for a while.

Sure enough, after Ling Xianger breathed a few times, her cheeks no longer turned red. Then she raised her head and asked very seriously, "Brother Xu, what secret do you want to show me?"

Ling Xianger's current state is as if nothing happened just now. Of course, the promise didn't care, and he said with a smile, "Well, that's it." Promise pointed to the package, which was similar to what Ling Xianger brought back.

"Ah, what is this?" Ling Xianger couldn't help asking curiously.

"Can you guess?" Now Promise has changed a position with Ling Xianger, and he also wants Ling Xianger to guess.

"You...isn't it also a silver ticket, is it?" Ling Xianger asked with a little surprise.

"Well, how do you know?" The promise was a little unexpected. Ling Xianger guessed it.

"Hee hee, I'm smart." Ling Xianger finally won back a city, and he couldn't help but be unhappy.

"Guess how much money is in it?" Of course, he refused to admit defeat easily.

"Um..." Ling Xianger first looked at the package, and then thought about it. Suddenly, she suddenly wanted to open it and immediately said, "Well... Well, from the width of this package, and as can be seen from your previous career, these should be one thousand two silver tickets, and this thickness, this should be There are also tens of thousands of silver notes. Isn't this obvious? What's so difficult?"

The reason why Ling Xianger didn't ask about the source of the money is that she knew that he must have earned it as a killer before, and now he is willing to take it out, which means that he has regarded himself as a relative.

"Are you a word before you misappropriates me?" Promise asked with his eyes narrowed.

"What theft?" Ling Xianger suddenly became anxious. She defended, "Is this my analysis good? It's such an easy analysis. Who doesn't know? Do you think I'm so stupid?"

"Well, it's your analysis, but I'm sorry to tell you that your analysis is wrong." Promise smiled proudly and judged that Ling Xianger had lost.

"How can it be? I analyzed it according to your analysis just now." Ling Xianger exposed her old bottom just now without paying attention.

However, he promised not to care about this. He curled the corners of his mouth and said, "Nothing is impossible."

"Evidence, open the package and let me see." Of course, Ling Xianger will not lose so easily.

Without Ling Xianger's urging, she promised to open the package quickly. The package is also very carefully wrapped layer by layer, and the silver tickets inside are also very new, and they are also silver tickets from Tongbao Qianzhuang. It's just that Ling Xianger knew that she had guessed wrong.

Tongbao Qianzhuang has a bad problem. I don't know whether it is to save paper or for some reason, the 1,000 taels of silver tickets and 10,000 taels of silver tickets are made the same size. No wonder Ling Xianger made a mistake. Of course, there are also differences between this 1,000 taels of silver ticket and 10,000 taels of silver ticket, otherwise how can we distinguish it?

10,000 taels of silver tickets have a special mark on the four corners of 1,000 taels of silver tickets. Of course, there is another difference, that is, 1,000 taels of silver and 10,000 taels of silver printed in the middle.

"Why do you have so much money?" Ling Xianger couldn't help asking in surprise. As a killer, you can still make so much money. There are hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in it.

"This is only part of it." The promise burst out another surprising sentence.

"Ah, what about the other part?" Ling Xianger is going crazy. How could she expect to get a promise to be so rich? Such a rich man came to her restaurant clerk and couldn't get along with her for a few taels of wages. It seems that this guy has been staring at himself for a long time. Sure enough, he is the only one Ling Xianger has seen correctly.

"The other part is in the hands of the man who betrayed me, and there is no way to get it back." Promise said with a smile. There was resentment, helplessness, mockery, and even some nostalgia in his smile. This is the promised wound. Although it has healed, the wound is too deep and still has scars. This scar taught him a lesson and made great progress. The most important thing is to get a woman's heart.

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