My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 665 - Swallowing His Anger
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Chapter 665 - Swallowing His Anger

Chapter 665: Swallowing His Anger

“Your Senior Brother Situ is talking drivel.” Duan Yue turned to smile at Qiao Mu. “He for sure made a wild guess.”

Yet Situ Yi waved his hand. “Don’t listen to Duan Yue speak nonsense. Little Junior Sister, a single glance was all I needed to see through your immutable expression. How was a wild guess even necessary!”

Qiao Mu subconsciously touched her small face and thought:

Looks like the next time I use a facial disguise, I have to take note of this. It’s best if I can produce an expressive face to avoid spilling the beans immediately.

Seeing the little fellow’s pondering expression, Mo Lian couldn’t resist lifting his eyebrow. “What are you thinking with such a serious expression. You couldn’t be thinking that you should produce an expressive facial disguise to fool me next time??”

Duan Yue: …

Qiao Mu immediately turned her head aside with a guilty conscience and walked to the door without leave, promptly stepping out.

Meanwhile, the quarrel taking place at the foot of the stairs grew louder and louder. Zheng Cao, with his hands behind his back, had been blocked at the stairs, and he was so angry that his face was already starting to turn green.

The manager of Morning Sunlight Pavilion’s capital branch was a middle-aged man over forty years old. He sported an amiable face that begot wealth and had a smooth and slick tongue, stifling Zheng Cao, who was threatening to flare up, into becoming short of breath with merely several sentences.

“All the private boxes upstairs have already been reserved. Other people made reservations three days ago. Naturally, our Morning Sunlight Pavilion can’t break the rules. The Song Estate’s Second Miss is also sitting in the main hall downstairs right now. We don’t have a choice either. It’s truly because too many people have come to participate in the auction this time around.”

Zheng Cao was infuriated into sweeping his sleeves. “Let’s go!”

Zheng Cao led Second Manager Qi downstairs in a huff, wishing for nothing more than to leave Morning Sunlight Pavilion right away.

They actually dared to have him, State Uncle Zheng, sit in the main hall to fight with a crowd of ordinar