Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Chapter 450 Po Meng and the Ferryman

This was the first time Xu Qinghuan saw Shen Xiujin showing such an expression.

A man in love is exuding pink bubbles...

A Shen Xiujin with pink bubbles...

As Mrs. Meng, Xu Qinghuan has seen enough of the world, and she can't help but feel a little incompetent.

"Second Master..."

Xu Qinghuan wanted to say something, but Shen Xiujin, who had a gentle look on her face, suddenly stopped smiling and her face darkened visibly.

"Really!"

Shen Xiujin put down these two words, turned around and strode downstairs.

Su Qiao's eyes lit up when she saw Shen Xiujin's figure appearing outside the store door. She ran even more vigorously, lifted up her skirt and rushed toward Shen Xiujin.

"Mr. Shen!"

If you look carefully, you can see that she is holding a high-heeled shoe in each of her left and right hands.

Under the skirt, there are two bare feet, and the white silhouette appears and disappears under the skirt.

The picture is beautiful, but a bit weak.

The high heels were very beautiful, but Su Qiao had never worn them. The heels were made high and thin. As soon as she got out of the car, the heels got stuck in the cracks of the floor tiles.

Su Qiao had never done this before, so she simply took off her shoes, pulled them out, and ran away with them!

A rare crack appeared on Shen Xiujin's usually calm face. He quickly rushed forward, took the person into his arms, and hugged him directly.

He glanced at the high heels she was holding in her hand, and his tone was a little cold: "Is this what they're going to wear for you?"

Su Qiao would have completely misunderstood.

"It matches this wedding dress, isn't it beautiful? It's so precious! Aman said it's all covered with real diamonds!" Su Qiao leaned close to Shen Xiujin's ear and whispered, "I seem to have broken the heel of my shoe..."

"..."

Shen Xiujin didn't answer, but carried the person into the teahouse and put him on a chair.

"Give me the shoes." He stretched out his hand.

Su Qiao obediently handed over the shoes and subconsciously began to blow rainbow farts, "Can you also repair high heels? My Mr. Shen is awesome..."

Before the word "cow" left her lips, she saw Shen Xiujin change hands and throw the pair of expensive high heels directly into the trash can.

Su Qiao: "..."

Brother, this is so cool...

I'd better send the master a location later and ask him to come over and dig through the trash can.

Shen Xiujin glanced at her white toes. The small cuts cut by the stones were particularly conspicuous red.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Su Qiao noticed Shen Xiujin's gaze and tried to put her feet back into her skirt, but Shen Xiujin pinched her ankles.

His hands were big and his palms were warm, and he could almost easily drag her entire foot.

Su Qiao's mind moved slightly, and he was about to say something, but he felt an extremely yin aura.

Not a ghost, not a demon, not an evil spirit, not an evil spirit...

Su Qiao followed the breath and saw an old man with a hunched back walking over carrying a tray with saline for cleaning wounds and iodine.

"Boss Xu asked me to deliver this. Let my wife take care of the wound, and then you can go upstairs." The old man lowered his head from beginning to end, not looking at Su Qiao.

Boss Xu...

Su Qiao remembered that when Shen Xiujin carried her in, the sign on the door read Qinghuan Teahouse...

Po Meng——Xu Qinghuan!

The old man put down the tray and left. Su Qiao looked through the eyes of the sky and finally saw through the other party's identity.

——The ferryman of the Wangchuan River.

Su Qiao narrowed her eyes slightly.

So, Po Meng took the ferryman and came to the human world to open a teahouse?

"Mr. Shen..."

Shen Xiujin knew what she wanted to ask.

"Xu Qinghuan owes me something." He told her calmly while treating the small wound on her foot, "In exchange, she will help you meet Aunt Xiao to prevent you from being revolted. Xu Qinghuan and I will make things clear."

He could make Po Meng owe him something...

Su Qiao felt more and more that Shen Xiujin had something.

Shen Xiujin didn't let her walk, and after the wound was treated, he carried her upstairs and walked to the door of the private room. Su Qiao felt nervous for no reason. She grabbed the clothes on Shen Xiujin's chest, and the shirt with excellent texture became soft in Su Qiao's hands. Became a wrinkled mass.

"Shen Xiujin..." she said softly, "I'm a little scared."

Su Qiao, who has no emotions, is heartless.

She does things and just wants an answer.

Want to know where you come from and why you were abandoned? She won't be sad if she knows the reason, let alone any other emotions.

But now, it's different...

Behind the door is Xiao Siyin, her biological mother whom she has never met.

The part that has been empty for twenty years will be knocked down menacingly when the door is opened.

This time, Shen Xiujin didn't let her escape.

"I'll be waiting outside the door, be good. Go in."

Shen Xiujin put the person down and opened the door for her...