She couldn’t help but think of He Su again.
Liang Shujun must have had a natural talent for business; to his knowledge, the small shop he opened in Taihang Town might have had a modest façade, but it never failed to make money. This person was smooth and adept in dealing with others. Although he didn’t know why she later willingly degraded herself by going to the Sky Blue Building, he had a strong hunch that it had to do with He Su.
About Shujun’s past, she dug up a lot, but there were also so details that seed to have been erased; she couldn’t find them, and even what she did know wasn’t very clear.
As the two were walking back together, they were about to enter the house when they heard an excited voice, "Fourth Brother?"
Haoming has returned?
The two exchanged a glance.
Then, they hurriedly rushed into the main room, only to see the expressionless Liang Haoming, sitting on a chair.
Yixuan poured a glass of water for Fourth Brother, while Yue Ning looked at the money pouch on the table with a surprised expression.
This money pouch was just taken out of Fourth Brother’s bosom.
Just about a quarter of an hour ago, Fourth Brother, who had been out for many days, had suddenly returned.
"Baobao, Third Brother," Liang Yixuan turned to Dong Huiying and Liang Shujun, who had just entered the room. The atmosphere inside was very warm and lively.
Shujun picked up the money pouch, and his brows furrowed. "Haoming?"
Haoming remained expressionless.
Shujun shook the money pouch and his brows knotted, "Where did this money co from? The amount is probably no less than ten taels."
Haoming’s face was wooden, "Earned it, building a house for soone!"
Everyone choked up.
Building a house?
Dong Huiying’s mouth twitched.
What kind of house did he build, the Imperial Palace? To have earned ten taels of silver in just a few days!
He lied without a draft, yet he was dead serious about it.
Shujun also chuckled, with flirtatious Peach Blossom eyes, he rested his elbow on Haoming’s shoulder.
"Xiao Mingming, who do you think your brother is? Do you think I’m a three-year-old child that can be easily fooled by you?"
As always, a stoic iceberg.
"Earned it, building a house!"
It seed he was determined to stick to his story, sturdy as a clamshell.
Shujun massaged his temples, feeling a headache coming on, while Yixuan and Yue Ning gave each other significant looks.
Sowhere, the atmosphere didn’t seem quite right.
Yixuan hesitated, then asked, "Fourth Brother, whose house were you helping to build?"
"Neighboring village."
"Zhu Family Village?"
"..."
"Or Dahe Village?"
"..."
Look, can’t answer, can you? Ill-prepared yet daring to use that excuse to brush off his brothers at ho.
Yixuan’s expression darkened.
When the little angel got angry, the man who usually smiled gently beca sowhat frightening once his face turned cold.
Haoming remained firm as a mountain, unmovable by the wind. His face betrayed no guilt; he only gave Yixuan a brief, expressionless glance.
"Earned it, building a house!"
Hmm, there it was again, a testant to his steadfast resolve.
Yixuan laughed in exasperation, "Fourth Brother, where exactly did this money co from?"
He asked again, patiently, but Fourth Brother didn’t even glance at him, simply closing his eyes.
Yixuan’s typically gentle and clear-cut face twisted slightly; he clenched his teeth and looked at Shujun. "Third Brother, Fourth Brother won’t confess?"
Shujun scoffed coldly, "Then we’ll just have to force the confession out of him!"
Haoming’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, and as he abruptly opened his eyes, he saw Third Brother with a fierce look and Sixth Brother gradually moving closer. Fifth Brother Yue Ning, usually quite slow, actually had a mont of cleverness and rushed to the door, blocking the exit.
Haoming slapped the table and stood up, "I have things to do, I’m leaving!"
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