C17 If you don't believe me tomorrow will be the highlight of the show

Mo Weinong's eyes turned red, she opened the paper slip and waved it in front of her.

"Did you see that? This is the note Second Young Master Ji wrote me. He asked me to meet him tomorrow."

Looking at Mo Weinong's instantly changed expression, the smile on Mo Qianyu's face became even more wild and wild.

Wasn't she very pleased with herself yesterday? Didn't he think that he would dare to talk back to her just because he could marry Ji Haolin? Didn't she feel that she was the only one in Ji Haolin's heart to be arrogant? What a joke, how could such an outstanding man like Ji Haolin fall for him?

After all, she was someone who had never seen the world while staying in a remote courtyard. The man had a slightly nicer expression towards her, so he started to think that she was a phoenix flying up the branch. He didn't even think about his identity, was he even worthy of her?

"Mo Weinong, do you understand now? Ji Gongzi saw me yesterday, and finally understood the difference between us. She's got a crush on me, on you? It was probably just for fun. If you don't look at how ugly you are, why would Ji Gongzi set his eyes on you? "

After saying that, Mo Qianyu stepped forward and raised his hand to slap her face.

This slap was the price of her retorting with him yesterday.

Before she could slap her, Mo Weinong suddenly fell and sat on the ground, looking like she had lost her soul.

Mo Qianyu's hand that was swung out missed, and his body that was leaning forward almost lost its balance as she also threw herself onto the ground. Her expression instantly turned extremely unsightly. Lowering her head, she wanted to curse her, but she saw two streams of clear tears sliding down Mo Weinong's face.

"Impossible, I don't believe it. You lied to me about this note, so it's impossible for him to treat me like this." Mo Weinong raised her head, her voice filled with righteous indignation and accusation, "You must have come here on purpose to deceive me. Don't think that I would believe you.

Mo Qianyu scoffed, "Fine, it doesn't matter if you don't believe me, I will make the appointment tomorrow anyway. I'll bring you along when the time comes so that you can recognize reality and stop dreaming about it. "

Mo Weinong raised her head, and started twitching, "Alright, I will go tomorrow as well."

As she said that, she stood up and patted on the dust on her butt, then said to Mo Qianyu, "Wait for me tomorrow."

He then turned around and left.

Mo Qianyu snorted lightly as she looked at the slip of paper in her hand. Her lips slowly raised into a sweet smile.

After a moment, he suddenly reacted. Didn't she ask Mo Weinong to come and grind her? Why did he let her go just like that?

Mo Qianyu frowned, she raised her hand to ask the servant to call him back.

But suddenly, when he thought about the sorrowful expression on Mo Weinong's face, he realized that it didn't matter anymore. Tomorrow is the main event, so it doesn't matter. Let her have a good rest so that she won't be unable to bear the pressure and pass out.

As she thought of this, she happily took the slip of paper and sat at the table, covering her face as she wandered for nine days.

On the other hand, after Mo Weinong walked out of the Dainty Pavilion, her teary expression changed, and she became energetic again.

Lan Qin was shocked, "Young miss, what happened to you? "Your face ?"

Mo Weinong frowned, face?

She reached out to wipe it, only to realize that she had smeared her hand with makeup.

Mo Weinong could not help but wail. How inferior was the quality of this rouge water powder? Just shedding a few tears and it became like this?

Her face, she thought, must look like a ghost's now.

"Let's go, let's go." Mo Weinong called out to Lan Qin as she walked towards the thick ink courtyard. She was truly afraid that she would scare any passerby.

She had to think about how to make money. She had to buy some makeup, or else her face would be ruined.