"You gave me the cloak, what should you do if you get cold?" Yang Ruoqing raised her head and asked.

Luo Fengtang lowered his eyes and smiled, and said: "I drank wine at noon, and my whole body is still hot now. I won't be freezing."

Yang Ruoqing said: "No, let's put on the cloaks together so that everyone can stay warm."

At her insistent request, the cloak was put back on him.

"Well, my Qing'er is still smart." Luo Fengtang lowered his head and said.

"Hehe, I'm sitting tight, let's go home!" she said.

"Yes!" He responded cheerfully and galloped out.

In his ears was the whistling wind and the sound of traffic on the street, and in his breath was the familiar masculine energy.

Because he drank a little wine, he smelled faintly of alcohol.

Looking up from her point of view, what she saw was his cold and handsome face, high bridge of nose, dark and deep eyes, and slightly pursed lips.

His chin and the lines on his face were all just right and perfect, and there was an indescribable majesty and dignity in his coldness.

I don’t know how many noble ladies want to be his concubines. It’s a pity that he belongs to me, Yang Ruoqing.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing became even more proud and felt even more that she couldn't squander the natural resources.

After arriving home and dismounting, Yang Ruoqing went to say hello to Mrs. Sun.

…

Yang Ruoqing sat on the bed with her legs crossed and drank red date tea. Luo Fengtang came over and handed her a booklet.

"What?" she asked curiously.

Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows: "Good stuff, I'm sure you'll like it."

Yang Ruoqing guessed that it was the notebooks she liked to read. She liked to read some miscellaneous books, such as Classic of Mountains and Seas, Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, and the like.

So Luo Fengtang also liked to collect these things and bring them back to her when he went elsewhere.

However, when Yang Ruoqing put down her tea bowl, opened the booklet and flipped through a few pages, she felt happy.

"This is really a good thing that I like right now, Tangyazi, where did you get it?" Yang Ruoqing raised her head and asked excitedly.

This is the account book of Jingtian Restaurant. There are a lot of things in it, all of which record the behind-the-scenes operations of Jingtian Restaurant in tax evasion.

Luo Fengtang said: "Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there are people who are willing to do it, there will definitely be a way to do it."

"Don't ask this, just ask, do you like this thing?" he asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing put down the booklet in her hand.

"I like it, I like it so much," she said excitedly.

"Once this account book is sent to the government, it will be enough for Zhuge Qing to drink a big pot. Even if he finds someone to work behind the scenes and smooth the relationship, we can do it, hahaha!"

"Huh, Zhuge Qing, you really have a road to heaven and if you don't take it, there will be no way to hell."

"Who can I mess with? You have to mess with me, my aunt? Now I'm going to fight you to the death, and you won't be able to eat anything!"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's excited look, like a little rooster winning a battle, Luo Fengtang was also filled with joy.

He raised his hand and rubbed Yang Ruoqing's hair, "Whatever you want to do, just go and do it. I'm here to make up for the huge problem for you!"

…

Striking while the iron was hot, Yang Ruoqing came to the Duke's Mansion again two days later.

After finding Wan Qingchun, she handed the account book to Wan Qingchun and asked him to operate it. She just waited to see the good show.

When she was about to leave, the eldest maid from the Yao family in the backyard came to the front yard to ask her: "Mrs. Luo, my wife said that if you have finished talking about business with the Duke, can you take some time to go to the backyard? My wife

welcome."

Without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to express her position, Wan Qingchun also said: "Sister, please go there for a while. My mother-in-law has been eating and drinking in the backyard for the past two days. She is probably bored to death."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Sure, I'll go talk to her, it'll just relieve the boredom."

In the backyard, Mrs. Yao was happy to see Yang Ruoqing's arrival. She quickly greeted Yang Ruoqing to sit down and ordered the maids in the room to bring a table of melon and fruit snacks to entertain her.

The topic they talked about naturally revolved around pregnancy and childbirth. Yang Ruoqing could understand Yao's mood at the moment.

For every expectant new mother, talking and discussing the fetus is almost the focus of this stage of life.

Yang Ruoqing will not be stingy with her own experience. Sharing experience can sometimes help others to avoid detours.

When the two of them were about to talk, Yao hesitated several times.

Yang Ruoqing was a little surprised: "Do you want to say something? Just say it!"

Mrs. Yao glanced around and then sent the maids out.

Seeing Yao's situation, Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised. What secrets did he want to tell her?
Chapter completed!